I honestly worried aplenty yesterday about Uranus stationing direct and applying to a square with Mercury Jupiter and Saturn. I stayed inside and laid lower than usual. Especially with Pluto conjunct the sun at the same time. Surprisingly, my world was not rocked. That’s the thing about Uranus. Sometimes the surprise is there is no surprise and nothing happens. With Uranus in Taurus there could have been earthquakes, financial disasters, food recalls, climate atrocities, etc. I am grateful that I experienced just another day in Pandemic USA. All planets are direct now, but this is NOT the time to pursue new ventures. The astro weather is stormy and Mercury will station retrograde before January ends.
Lately I have been avoiding meditation and outdoor walks. This is due in part to feeling too antsy to be still and too foggy to get moving. I have been much longer though with more vivid dreams. I woke up angry this morning from a dream involving a betrayal by my sister. It took me a minute to realize that I did not have to carry this energy into my day.
On a brighter note, I have taken to communion with two archangels, Michael and Raphael. Michael offers protection and Raphael offers healing. I ask them to appear to me during the day and their track record is pretty good. Michael has been showing up on a blog I follow. Yesterday they both showed up together in a homework assignment for my Seurat class. I enjoy experimenting with novel ways to anchor in Spirit. Yet sometimes I forget about the light inside of me. While doing Reiki is a good reminder, sometimes it is not enough to sustain me. Lorie’s short video reminds us of the simple power inherent in our light. She cuts to the chase and her message cleared away some cobwebs that were accumulating within me.
We our energetic beings whether we believe it or not. That is the beauty of this gift. We are fortunate to be so much more than flesh. However most of us were not taught about the beauty and the power of our divinity. But we can begin again, every day, hour, minute, second, nanosecond. Source is fine with reinvention. I have been working on kindness. I am spending more spiritual capital on telling people that I care, showing encouragement, and extending genuine compliments and praise. I want to give others what I would want to receive. It feels good and it costs nothing. I hope my remarks are received as sincere but that is none of my business. I am responsible for my actions and intentions. We all have to be accountable for our behaviors. That is what the younger folks call “adulting”. I call it being in integrity.
As I navigate the chaos in my country, I wish more people cared about accountability and integrity. So many are acting out, due to fear, greed, lack of power, or ignorance ( or a combination of any of these elements.) I do empathize. I am in no position to judge. It is sad to see so much darkness in plain sight. But that is the mission of the lightworker. Sometimes I forget what I signed up for. Lorie helps me remember so I can be kinder and more patient with myself and the collective. So let’s shine bright. Even Uranus would approve!
Remember when I wrote that I did not think a new year meant an ending to the horror and loss, well here we are. I predicted mostly offline that a coup was coming in the US, but this is not the purpose of this post. My readers know that art soothes my soul, providing respite and healing. With Mars entering Taurus yesterday, we see a shift from dramatic combustible energy to grounding sensual energy. Taurus is ruled by Venus, the planet of love, beauty, and justice. I truly hope this shift of Mars to Taurus after six months of Mars in Aries warrior hysterics will lower the volume on all the violence and cruelty.
I have chosen some of Seurat’s painting in honor of my Seurat Art History course beginning tonight. I hope you enjoy my selections. I am so excited for my class and will post about it when the time is right.
We are all called to shine our light in different ways. As a young adult, I was involved in peaceful protests for the Anti – Nuclear Power movement, which I found quite meaningful and productive. I am not called for that type of activity now. I choose inner work, healing/service work, and prayer/meditation. Choose what you are called to do to co-create a New Earth. We need all of you now. We always did, but it has become increasingly more evident that the shadow is deepening. Light extinguishes darkness. Rainbows appear after a storm. Keep looking for rainbows. There might be one in the post! Tell me if you find it.
UPDATE: I was thinking about this post this morning but could not recall the title. I was focused on setting intentions for 2021. Fortunately it showed up today in my stats because someone viewed it, so I was able to reread it with joy! I am so loving that this is the last week of the year. I cannot recall another time when I savored crossing over the finish line to a prescribed new beginning. I have learned that setting intentions is a delicate process and often not getting what you want is better for inner growth. And yet, I am so appreciative now of what I can do and what I will accept. Simply breathing in the air and absorbing the sunshine is a gift with an expiration date.
I have not set my intentions yet but I plan to do it Dr. Joe Dispenza’s way, merging joy with visioning the future as NOW.
What are your intentions for 2021? Blessings to all on this Sunny Sunday!
I had a totally different post in mind for today, but it just ain’t ready and I am not going to force it. I am led to write today since the transits mimic my own: Sun in Scorpio / Moon in Gemini.
It is my time and the sun is about to set, my favorite time of day. The sky is a flush with pink streaks gliding upon a greyish blue backdrop. So here we go:
My heart has been opening more to the notion that life can be fun. No more small Saturn living for me, it is all about my solar return MH exactly conjunct my natal Jupiter! Double wow since Jupiter rules my natal MH. For the non astrologers, I am choosing to focus only on the exuberant, loving, benevolent, generous energies. They are extraordinary and so are we. Living is miraculous and this truth is often overlooked or minimized. My desire to travel has been on hold long enough. I wrote a poem in 1897 , no I meant 1987 , about Peru and Morocco. I have been imagining visiting these places for even longer than that. My soul requires adventure and exotic locales. I spent my birthday this year near Delaware at Longwood Gardens ( post in pre-production) and making that short pilgrimage moved my Solar Return MH just close enough to kiss natal Jupiter. I did not plan for that to happen, but my desire to travel on my birthday created a new energetic reality.
So what else is on the agenda?
How Good Can It Get?
I am in Mexico City and the surrounding regions ~ the land of the Aztecs, Frida Kahlo , and Diego Rivera. Ancient ruins and MesoAmerica, woohoo!
I am awestruck in Machu Picchu, Peru. ( no words)
I am dancing in Morocco, celebrating the wonders of Marrakech.
I am embracing Brazil, especially Rio and Sao Paulo.
I am ” back home” in India, gazing upon the Taj Mahal once again, and consuming more Indian food than deemed possible.
I am hanging out with my circle in Bali.
I am drinking so much coffee in Seattle and meandering about the glorious Pacific Northwest. Tacoma, Portland ( Portal – land), check!
I am grooving in Sedona with all sorts of litebeings.
I am rocking the Grand Canyon.
The South has been calling my name and the livin’ is easy in Atlanta, Asheville, Savannah, San Antonio, Houston, Charleston, and New Orleans. I am also back in FLA, digging all things Disney , South Beach, and savoring Key Lime pie ~ where else but Key West!
I am thrilled to be in Chicago, a city that has eluded me for too long.
I am castle and cathedral hopping throughout all of Europe, including France, Spain, Belgium, Austria, Great Britain, Ireland, Wales, and Scotland, and all of Scandinavia. Barcelona, Paris, London, Copenhagen, Brussels, I am so there!
I am chasing windmills in Amsterdam.
I am revisiting California, Hawaii, Jamaica, Italy, Switzerland, and Canada because I have so much more to explore and people to see!
I am digging the vibes on Malaysia.
I am savoring sushi in Japan.
I am prayerful in the temples throughout Asia and the Middle East.
I am checking out my Eastern European ancestral roots in Germany, Belarus, Poland, the Ukraine, Russia, and wherever else I am from.
I am communing with nature on safari in Kenya and Tanzania.
I am grooving in Pittsburgh because I can! So cool to traverse the entire state of Pennsylvania.
I am writing for TMA so I can hang out with all my astrology writer friends in print and celebrate the synastry of TMA’s chart and mine!
I am finally chatting with Oprah outside of Dreamtime. She really loves my book on mystical experiences and is interviewing me about it on Super Soul Sunday.
I am marveling with delight at Stonehenge, the great Pyramids and Niagara Falls! ( not necessarily in that order.)
I am immersed in knowledge at the Edgar Cayce Foundation in Virginia Beach.
I am meeting all of my blogger friends near and far in one big global party.
and, I totally rocked my job interview tomorrow.
And that’s just for starters!
feature image by Josephine Wall
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Yesterday we had a snowstorm and it was lovely. This year I am welcoming any indication that we are in fact moving through time. Living in a place that has seasonal changes gives me hope for the future. Major planetary shifts are another reason for hope of a brighter time ahead. Saturn changing signs from Capricorn to Aquarius occurred early this morning EST and waking up to a winter wonderland heralds a shift in perspective. While traditional astrologers attribute both Capricorn and Aquarius’s rulership to Saturn , Aquarius and Capricorn could not be more different. We move from earth to air, female to male, cardinal to fixed, duty to freedom, climbing to flight, isolation to socialization, conformity to rebellion, and so on…
We could look to 1991 to get a feel for what Saturn’s stay in Aquarius might resemble but my hunch is that this is a completely new gameplan. Today’s transit is the very beginning of the end of the Big Three in Capricorn cycle that began with the Saturn Pluto conjunction of January 2020. Saturn is the first to separate further from Pluto and forge new ground. While Saturn prefers Capricorn energies, Jupiter is more at home in Aquarius and the 2 will be conjunct at the Solstice ( 4 days from now!) While I am merely speculating , I am sensing that this could be the beginning of the collective coming to the foreground in government and other systems. Maybe more technology that provides security from cyber attacks. Social programs and funding for the “common people ” and a shift to cooperation and fairness in income distribution , along with power rising from the grassroots. Also innovations in architecture, revamping of archaic monetary and banking systems , and eradication of draconian regimes. Maybe the start of the Aquarian Age?
Well I can dream , can’t I?
Most readers know that anytime we land in Aquarius, I sense a rebirth coming. While I do not relish the eventual return of Saturn to my ascendant, I do welcome the influx of fresh air energy. Please share your thoughts on this transit in the comment section. What do you think the Aquarian energies will bring?
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Today’s piece will have a little something for everyone: astrology, gracious tidbits, and cautious optimism.
Most folks have heard by now of the Great Jupiter / Saturn Conjunction in Aquarius on the Winter Solstice, December 21st ( in the Northern Hemisphere). It may be a big deal or just a blip, depending on your point of view and how much the energy resonates with you. I am choosing to focus instead on Jupiter in Capricorn as he prepares to enter Water Bearer territory on December 19th. Saturn will beat him there by 2 days, arriving in Aquarius on December 17th. All in all this coming week is a energetic doozy with tomorrow’s total Solar Eclipse in Sagittarius. As if there isn’t enough drama to go around?
I am focusing on Jupiter because he has been on my mind for months. With all the emphasis on 2020’s Saturn Pluto conjunction, it seems like Jupiter is relegated into the background. I have both Saturn ( trine Pluto, opposing Mars, and sextile my three Scorpio planets) and Jupiter( trine Uranus and Pluto ) natally in Capricorn. I have certainly found my Jupiter placement to be more elusive, more opaque in its expression. With these two planets conjunct, it is likely that Saturn wins, especially since he is so at home in Capricorn and he is Saturn ~ the planet formerly known as Malefic.
Jupiter is the fun, bright, exuberant one, spraying joy and optimism all over like a bottle of cheap champagne. I have not usually experienced Jupiter this way, but I do appreciate my somewhat paradoxical placement all the same. I take great comfort in the words contained in the excellent book Jupiter Signs by Madalyn Aslan. Her book is both precisely detailed and whimsically covered with stars! While Saturn dominates the Astrology book scene, Jupiter is overlooked in comparison. I intend to blend my interpretation with Aslan’s to give you a nuanced look at how Expansion in the sign of Contraction can even be possible.
I have Venus in Sagittarius in the 1oth house, ruled by Saturn. I also have a Sagittarius Midheaven, ruled by Jupiter in Capricorn. Since Saturn is in Capricorn in my chart, that makes Saturn the final depositor. This means that Venus, Jupiter, Saturn, and my Midheaven are reduced and end with Saturn. So one could say I know quite a bit about Saturn and Capricorn. It also flows in my family of origin. My dad had Saturn in Capricorn opposing Pluto. My sister’s Saturn squares Mars and sits right smack on my Ascendant. My mom’s Saturn squares her moon and sits on my natal Chiron. You get the picture right?
I have noticed that Jupiter in Capricorn leads to an affinity for what is old, such as antiques, relics, archeology, artifacts, the study of history and the art of preservation. I definitely adore antique jewelry, ancient architecture , preserving old objects and retooling old rituals or practices. My passion for genealogy I would categorize as a Cancerian Saturnian hybrid. I have dated many men with either Cap Rising, Cap Sun, or Mars in Capricorn. This was never by design. However, I prefer maturity in my relationships and do not equate maturity with age. My eldest niece has a triple conjunction stellium ( Sun Moon Venus) in Capricorn and she is a very seasoned 18 year old, I kid you not!
Jupiter placed in Saturn’s sign does not bode well with get rich quick schemes or short cuts to success. The road to achievement is a long one with heavy investments in patience, dedication, and mastery. Aslan says that Capricorn Jupiters are unlucky with anything that comes too easily to them and to refrain from power plays. I know from experience that being heavily educated and scoring well in Civil Service exams did not lead to career bliss. My long journey to get the LCSW is more in line with the Saturnian way. While working at the City did provide me with decent compensation and benefits, my rewards did not come easy. It was my decision to go for that second Masters degree and put in the work that mattered. I did not think I needed any more education or student loans to get a promotion that ultimately made me miserable. But the educational experience was life changing in so many ways and it led me to licensure and the field of Social Work. The harder I tried to control my professional trajectory, the more pushback I received. The occasional good fortune I tend to acquire is usually based on timing ( Chronos) or someone noticing my hard work and commitment to excellence. One could equate this with the ” overnight success ” celebrity who has been acting in bit roles or playing at small clubs for many years.
Jupiter entered the Sign of Capricorn on December 2nd 2019 and will leave on December 19th 2020. That is approximately one year’s sojourn. If you reflect back on this span of time, you will see how Jupiter brought some good favor. Look to be practical patient, dedicated, steady and resilient. Appreciate the simple things and hold reverence for what has come before you. Invest in the classic and the reliable over the trendy and untested. Think long term and big picture. Aslam also says wear and surround yourself with dark green and gray. I have worn some dark green to important business functions and it builds confidence. Work on grounding and communing with Gaia. Select some sacred crystals or semiprecious gems. Remember that precious diamonds originate from plenty of pressure applied to carbon. The glimmer and sparkle required lots of preparation.
We are all diamonds in waiting.
While they might not be flashy or superior in any way, I have learned to be grateful for my Capricorn planets and my MC and Venus being deposited by Saturn. Jupiter and Saturn reside in my 11th house and Saturn rules my 12th house, My career began in government and required consultation with the legal department and the courts. Social Work, grief work and group therapy began to define the next phase of my “conventional” career. Later addictions work came into play. These pursuits are reflected in Capricorn, Jupiter and both the 11th and 12th houses. BTW Astrology is also ruled by the 11th house!
Look to where you have Capricorn or your natal Saturn to see how this Jupiter placement has influenced you. Also check out your own Saturn placement and aspects to gain more understanding.
Side notes: I want to update you on a few new developments in my world. Here they are in no particular order:
Almost cut my hair and then went for it: My hair has become quite unruly and straggly over these months. I had wanted to get my hair cut but was reluctant to go to a salon. On a few occasions I flirted with the idea of taking the scissors and giving my locks a trim. But I relented, remembering my experiment at age 17, right before my high school graduation. I do not know why I made that decision looking back, but it certainly fits in with adolescent rebellion. It is something my much younger self would do on impulse. Eventually I decided to take a risk and just trim off about one inch. I did not anticipate my efforts would leave the ends uneven. The final result is that my hair now lands at my shoulders. About six inches were taken off and I feel great. It really looks good and so much healthier. I think I needed to remove some of 2020 from my being. My soul needed to shed what it no longer needed.
Feeling festive : I am pleasantly happy to report that I am diggin the holidaze. I was ecstatic to see a dusting of snow a few days ago, which caught me a bit off guard. The poinsettia was chosen and holds court on the dining room table. I am relishing the Christmas Specials and festive lights. Who am I now? I would surmise that these holiday staples signaling the end of 2020 is part of the appeal. The sense of reliability of the seasonal shift along with familiar entertainment and festivals has been a welcome distraction.
Real live interviews and ER visits: I had an in person job interview last week and have not been in any type of office ( except a medical one) since March. The office itself is lovely and the people I met seemed excited for my arrival. One of the therapists sat down with me for a few minutes to learn about me and discuss her job. Everyone was like ” You must be Linda!” It felt great to be so welcomed. The interviewer was very kind and complementary. She shared a lot of info about herself and the organization. It was one of the easiest interviews I have had in recent memory ( except for wearing a mask for close to two hours while constantly engaged in conversation).
About three weeks ago my GI travails landed me in the ER. It has been over 2 years since I have had to go there and I was shooting for 3 years ( or never again.) The surprises were many ~ Apparently I look exactly like Ingrid the technician, Covid protocol was not like it is portrayed in the media, and my CT scan was normal. I was thrilled to be sent home rather quickly but confused as to why I was experiencing so much pain. But the biggest surprise was the two patients who were in the room next to mine. At first I saw a man and perhaps his family. But a few hours later the scene had shifted. Not one but two nearly – newborn infants were being cared for by the nurses. At first I thought my mind was fooling me because babies are not delivered in the ER, but I was not hallucinating or on any pain meds. These bundles of joy must have been ER patients, just like me. Eventually it occured to me that this twin reveal was a sign. A sign of renewal and rebirth. A reset in the best way. It is often amazing at how the Universe will devise a way to get my attention.
Winding down: I want to also acknowledge that we are in the throes of Hanukkah, the festival of lights. There is just so much activity all concentrated on this year. It seems like the energies are busier than ever before. Speaking of holidays and energies, this season is an awesome time to purchase Astrology readings. Astrological consultations make wonderful gifts for those you love or to give to yourself to get a read on 2021. Just a reminder that all of my services are still available by making a donation. Learn more about my services here.
I hope you enjoyed my haphazardly constructed pu – pu platter post, offering tasty appetizers to munch on as the sun goes down. Wishing everyone a safe and miraculous season, from tomorrow’s eclipse through the Solstice and onward through New Year’s Day. Let’s all count our blessings throughout the whirlwind of activity. I am grateful my health has improved, all my loved ones are healthy or on the mend, and that I have all the basic necessities in this moment.
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As I sit here tonight typing these words, I am humbled by the nature of my blogging challenge. How do I know the extent of the changes I have experienced during 2020? I expect many more insights will be revealed in the weeks and months ahead. However on this day of Thanksgiving here in the US, I want to speak to the expansion and abundance residing within me. So here we go!
This is my entry for the Change Challenge, in which I challenged myself and other writers to take stock of their transformation in this year unlike any other. I needed to develop some structure for this piece, a way to organize my thoughts. I have become less organized as a result of this time without work and without many outside activities. I decided to start with describing the changes internally and externally, as one often reflects the other.
My physicality had shifted in some ways. I have lost about 7-10 pounds. This was not intentional and yet, I have wanted to lose more weight for some time now. My hair is very long again and is in need of a serious trim. Often I see a much older woman in the mirror, due more to lack of vitality or mood than actual aging. Stress can leave its mark. This perception of aging is in flux: some moments I see a woman who is absolutely beaming. 2020 for me is a time of paradox and inconsistency.
I have often wondered what I would do with unlimited time, free from the confines of a full time job. My last job was so exhausting as I discovered that while I am a night owl, 1o or more hours per day at the office was not ideal. As is often the case, I find myself with either more money and less time, or less money and more time. But this year it has been more money ( for a few weeks), less money, and more time, but with constraints on freedom and social outlets.
I had initially thought I would give my home a thorough cleaning and throw out all the stuff I no longer want or need. Well, I learned quickly that I am not an iota more motivated to do either. I will at times dive into a small cleaning or sorting project, but this urge is haphazard and short-lived at best. The few changes I have made to clear up some clutter have served me well though.While I have done way less shopping in stores, I found a way to accumulate more books, newspapers, and magazines! This is not surprising though.
My car usually has a mask sitting above the dashboard and my scarf from last March is now on the back seat. I periodically collect food containers and bags from Dunkin or Starbucks, the difference now being that I let them pile up longer on the floor. I used to have an immaculate car, but I hardly drive anymore so who cares? The car has collected some minor scratches on the ride side from other cars and from my inability to navigate my crowded neighborhood street. As I have mentioned before, people have been flocking to my community on the weekends and park on both sides of my narrow winding street, making driving and parking a dangerous and slow process. In some ways I can see myself reflected in my car Azia, less utilized, more scratched up, but still able to get from point A to point B.
Procrastination versus action: I had thought that my procrastination has receded over the years, but now I am not so sure. I waited until tonight to do this blog post, but I was home all day. I did not want to write it way ahead of time, because I wanted the Thanksgiving energy ( and transiting sun on my MC) to be in full effect. I did follow through on launching a job search in September, but have not been that motivated. I have done several interviews and so far none have felt right to me. My fear of more illness has impacted my drive to run errands or take walks or do much outside the home. It’s funny though that in the beginning of the Pandemic, I took a walk almost every night while I worked remotely from home. This was in pre-mask America, before the hospitalizations and deaths began to accelerate. I realize that your mileage may vary because governmental and geographic differences are noteworthy. I do need more exercise and wish to walk more often. I tend to enjoy walking in the cold weather and am hoping the “tourists” will disperse once the weather goes below freezing.
Rigidity versus adaptability: Many who know me well would call me stubborn, fixed, or rigid and they would be correct. As a therapist, astrologer, and writer, I am less so, because my creative process kicks in and takes on a life of its own. Outside of these domains, I tend to be a creature of habits and preferences. But I have shifted a bit more towards spontaneity and adaptability as this year has progressed. I have taken on projects without much planning or scheduling. Quite a few opportunities have “landed in my lap” without warning or much wiggle room for preparation. Yet my devotion to watching TV at a designated time has continued to take priority. While it may not seem “enlightened” to say, watching TV grounds me and soothes me, as it has since childhood. I am more careful about what I take in, but I find the regularity and predictability comforting now more than ever. This comfort zone has been disturbed often though by “news conferences” and power outages. It is quite odd how often my apartment complex loses power. But I digress.
Connection versus isolation: I am an introvert at heart, but have really been craving human contact the past few months. I have dreams of being hugged probably because I have not had a hug in many moons. While I live among many neighbors, I am not close with most of the recent crop. I talk with friends on the phone and do countless zooms for all types of activities. And social media of course ( but I am more careful with FB). I have recently become acquainted with audio books and find the narration enjoyable. It substitutes for connection. The most common in -person encounters I have are in the grocery store, drug store, or at drive thrus. These are usually not connections I look forward to. Yet, some are surprisingly pleasant. Admittedly the energy I bring to the transaction often determines at least a portion of the outcome.
Acknowledging fears and challenging their hold on me: This is a heavy topic for me. As I have written on previously, Jupiter Saturn and Pluto are dancing together in the 12th house of my natal chart. I have had Jupiter and Saturn visit here before, but it is a first for Pluto and all three together is very disturbing. The combination of expansion, fear, and renovation to my psyche has been quite torturous to endure. Memories of people and events long forgotten pop into my head as flashes from the void. My sensitivities have become more pronounced. often leading to more illness. For example, after learning about someone’s breast cancer diagnosis, my chest began to hurt a few weeks later. After reading about someone being hospitalized for diverticulitis, I end up back in the ER ( this past Sunday.) When I focus on someone, I quickly imagine their circumstances and carry some of their distress with me. While this is not uniquely a 2020 happening, the frequency and intensity has increased. Some of my darker impulses and thoughts have also returned, and I do not feel good about it. Yet, I eventually return to self compassion and self love, as I know that most of these darker tendencies have emerged due to stress and trauma from living in such an unstable time. I sometimes have a desire to check out and be done with this lifetime, but over and over again I make a reversal and commit to living out my time here. It is usually the kindness and generosity of others or a striking synchronicity that warms my heart and sparks some hope for a better “now moment.” Lorie Ladd’s videos have been a blessing. She is so encouraging and genuine and shines her light very brightly. Like I hope to do again myself soon.
New endeavors and values clarification: Around April or so, I was determine to make my mark and morph into a newer me with a unique career/business. This quickly fizzled out as my health deteriorated and I became enthralled in financial and bureaucratic difficulties. A few of these remain as of today. This does not mean I am entirely closed off to vocational reinvention, but there does not seem to be much spark or movement that I can track.
I have been very busy, especially since September. This season has been devoted to pursuits I have long wanted to explore. Some have been long held dreams on hold while others a bit more recent. I have been attuned to Reiki 1, completed an Art History class on Matisse, am currently studying Animist Psychology, and have taken some other online projects on self – development. Reiki is confusing to me in its subtle nature. It has not prevented health issues, which is disappointing, but it has begun to change me is incremental mysterious ways. I will say more about this in the future.
My Matisse class was a revelation. The instructor was so nurturing and passionate in a way that I need at this time. She taught me to see art differently and in turn , to see all of life with new eyes. Matisse was enchanted by the light and I did not know of this before taking the course. My trip to the Barnes was the respite I needed from this bland housebound existence I have come to know. I will write more about this also in future posts.
My current Animist Psychology course is so dense and overwhelming. Daniel Foor is Plutonian , yet communicates like a Virgo. Precision with intensity. At times his energy is too much for me to absorb. The material covers a lot of topics, from shamanism, to clinical practice, to cultural and environmental abuse, to ancestral wounding, and so much more. It feels to me like I have covered this all before, but in another way and perhaps in a different timeline. It was not a random occurrence that I found and signed up for this course. I was strongly drawn to it and consider it to be among some of the projects I have meant to take on for years. Many of the subjects are both familiar and unknown to me in some undefined fashion. I was happy to learn that another blogger is taking the class and that I get to meet with hundreds of students on the live calls from all over the planet. Some are healers, others are seeking healing, and many like myself, encompass both paths. What I can report to be uplifting is my heightened reverence for the non – human life forms and the land that I inhabit. I felt such a bold aliveness on my walk today from all the plant life, sky, and ground that surrounded me. The sun was uncharacteristically warm and light danced everywhere. I featured photos today that reveal the light’s marvel and power.
One of the most obvious ways I have changed is that my values have been refined and brought more into focus. Love, communion, vitality, beauty, authentic truth, silence, curiosity, knowledge, kindness, and purpose. I strive to take more opportunities that offer me a chance to live any of these values. When I follow through and embody these values, I feel more alive and in the flow.
Revised attitudes: This has gotten to be quite a lengthy essay but it is winding down. I will conclude by saying that I am listening more to my own inner voice and other guidance like a young child obeys her mother. When I am hungry I eat, when tired I sleep, when sad, the tears flow, when lonely I either process the feelings or seek connection. I do not have the luxury anymore to ignore these calls. My body is more susceptible to dis-ease, often compounded by fears and the perceived lack of safety. I choose to honor my humanness rather than pretend it is should take second place to some other goal. I am more “on the edge” in many ways, but also wiser and self-protective. This is yet another paradox of 2020 that I attempt to reconcile. I am grateful that my moods do not linger that long and that I have more books and projects than I could complete in the remainder of this lifetime.
While I do believe all this 12th house activity has exacerbated my reactions to living during such an unpredictable and revolutionary year, I have learned to accept that this is not an accident. I have read recently that embodied ascension is about loving all of life in all its forms, including one’s shadow along with one’s light. Yes, this idea is not new, and yes, I have written about this concept on this blog on more than one occasion, and yet I am interpreting it in a new way now. I am here and it is no mistake. My losses and my gains, my triumphs and my errors, my disappointments and my opportunities, none have more or less worth in the long run.
As Scorpio season wanes and the sun moves into Sagittarius today, I am eager to post about my New Scorpio moon experience. So many bleed-ins from the present and past, possibly mixed with my future?
The festivities started last Saturday November 14th in the CVS parking lot. After shopping I return to my car. Parked next to me is a red MG Midget, a relic from the past. As the driver leaves the vehicle, I say ” I like your car. ”
And so it begins.
My first serious boyfriend Paul ( who would not care at all I am using his first name) drove a dark red MG Midget and at that time I had not seen one before ( and frankly have not seen many since). Maybe his Moon in Aries helped him choose the color. I loved that car, a sporty 2 seat convertible that drove us many places together back in the day. I knew immediately that this sighting was a sign from the Divine. What I had yet to discover was its significance. I clearly miss many signs and symbols as I become distracted, but this was such an easy one. I really like cars and notice them often. So who and whatever was guiding me was definitely on point.
I have no baggage with Paul, this wasn’t about him. My mind started leaping on the ride home. I thought of another boyfriend Paul I had met a year or so earlier. I would not say we have huge ties anymore, but who knows? It quickly dawned on me that November 14th, today in this story, was his birthday! I say was, because he is dead. While he and I were about the same age, he died quite awhile ago. I blogged about it somewhere. It appears from my research that this death was not of natural causes, but I am speculating. I know he had struggles but had hoped he found a way to keep them at bay. So I began to sob….
I sat in the sadness, soaking up all the Plutonian energy. Then Bono came on the radio. The U2 front man has Cap rising and Scorpio moon, potent as this lunation has Saturn in Capricorn as its final depositor. Bono which also has this Saturn placement natally. Did you know his real name is Paul? Did you connect this to the Pluto Saturn conjunction of 2020 which is connected to this New Moon? See how astrology operates and why I am so passionate about it.
First The Sweetest Thing comes on, and I am smiling and crying. These are all blue eyed boys and I am the brown eyed girl, lol! Then the radio plays All That You Can’t Leave Behind and the water works go full throttle. This song is about death, release, and forgiveness and it triggers me about another flame who shares my birthday with this distinction of being born on a New Scorpio moon. The final song on the cosmic playlist is Broken Arrow. I know the Rod Stewart version but this was sung by the songwriter Robbie Robertson from the Band, who is part Native American. Apparently he wanted to incorporate some elements from his native heritage. This song is incredibly intense and I associate with the love of my life, Capricorn rising, Scorpio moon. I really feel my life within this song. Robbie released it in 1987 when I met said love of my life ( thus far). I researched his chart to find linkage and I did discover Pluto right on his descendant. Both LOML and myself have Pluto in the 7th.
I allowed myself to feel everything: sadness, grief, longing, emptiness, etc, I really tapped into my loneliness. Around this time period I have been studying Animist Psychology and having very occult/mystical leaning dreams and mid-waking visions. I have not thoroughly processed these. but some themes include former loves, ancestors, living out loud, and my beloved cats who I believe are now among my guides.
As Venus enters Scorpio, I will continue to remain as open as I can to my guidance. I am not assuming these men, alive or dead, are trying to contact me. I am grateful for what they gave me and what I learned from relationship.
car images courtesy of wikipedia.org, public domain
Happy everything under the sun and moon/ day litebeings!
I have been out of commission again with another colon – odyssey relapse but feel inspired to do some sharing tonight. My mind and heart has been all over the place, looking at old photos, experiencing quite spirited dreams, and reflecting on the Barnes Matisse class and my Reiki 1 certification. What does it all mean ?
What have I done, where have I been, what do I value, who do I love, what do I want, how can I feel alive in the present moment? Nostalgia, gratitude, regret, sadness, awe, grief, guilt, curiosity, I am feeling it all. Very intensely.
I do not have the energy or interest to write about today’s Blue Taurus full moon, Halloween, Samhain ( properly celebrated at 15 degrees Scorpio which happens to land on my birthday this year in my time zone!) or the highly hyped Mercury retrograde. There are many great articles out there and I rather make this more personal.
I have been feeling a strong pull to listen to Joni Mitchell’s music the last few weeks. I have a great CD of hers, which I used to play in the car, but my leased vehicle doesn’t have a CD player and my CD player at home is not working now. I am too fixed in my ways to start downloading music and listening to it on this pc with its crummy sound system. So YouTube on my TV does the trick for now.
You may wonder, why Joni Mitchell? Her voice takes me to other realms where all is calm and sweet. She is also a Scorpio and probably my favorite Scorpio musician, with Neil Young close behind. Her music is so ethereal and soothing, like a feather floating down from the sky, gently tickling your nose.
I have pulled her natal chart to take a closer look.
Joni Mitchell truly is a water goddess with Cancer rising, Scorpio sun, and Pisces moon. The sun weighs in at 14 degrees 52 minutes Scorpio so she is a Samhain cross quarter day soul! I can sense the twilight, longing, melancholy and darkness in tone, along with pain, rage, and relentless passion.
With Saturn conjunct Mars in Gemini in the 12th ruling her descendant, she has not been happy with the men in her life, but still her romantic aspirations often appear to emerge anyway ( Moon in Pisces on the MC opposing MC ruler Neptune conjunct Venus in Virgo the 4th house. ) Like many Scorpios there is deep love and affection mixed in with many mighty stings! Sun conjunct Mercury in Scorpio in the 5th lends itself well to an intense and highly talented performer, which she certainly has proven to be.
Her chart is closely aligned with mine with several conjunctions, sometimes to the exact degree. However our lives have taken quite different paths and she is truly a product of the Boomer Generation, where I am more on the cusp between Boomer and X. I see her as a feminist, activist, and cultural icon, who never seemed to linger in the shadow of her male singer songwriter counterparts of the sixties and seventies. Good on Jonie! She also closely physically resembles one of my WP blogger buddies, but I will keep her name a secret. I will say that I never thought of it until tonight. Hmmmm, I wonder if that is some of today’s liminal energies bringing in that awareness?
So I will leave you with a few of my favorite Joni videos so you can enhance your weekend and appreciate her artistry with fresh ears. Thank you Joni for expressing the water element so gracefully and completely.
About half an hour ago the Sun made its annual return to the sign of Scorpio. Thrilled to be back on home turf once more. Enjoy this oldie but goodie, one of my favorite poetic blogs! Blessings, litebeing
Ahhh Scorpio, where to begin.. Well, let’s start with the featured header. It is a picture of purple chrysanthemums I took near my house. Notice how at first glance these scorpio flowers sporting scorpion fuchsia are out of focus, mysterious, difficult to get a fix on. Now move your laptop or device further away and notice how the image becomes clearer and better defined. This is part of the Scorpio nature. We are difficult to assess, but can become better known if you persevere and change your perspective. Now mind you, I planned to take a clear picture and it looked fine on my phone. But it translated differently and served me well to prove this point about Scorpios.
This post is not going to be technically oriented or objective in any way. This is litebeing – right brain style, so get ready! My intention is to describe what this season means to me and how I resonate with the Pluto/Mars vibrations. Yes it is all about me, because I am a true Scorpio and I want to share my personal associations with you today.
Dark purple: the hue of plum, my car , black currant in tone, aligning with the golden leaves outside my door, the world encased in a golden ray of light, luscious pumpkin, church bells, buried treasure, animal shelters, succulent squash, isolation rooms, pungent cranberries, weddings, woodsy mushrooms, explosions, meditation, dark red wine, candlelight, bittersweet chocolate, aged sharp cheese, crystal clear spring water, a stark, piercing, bright blue sky, deep silence, Led Zeppelin loud and raw, snappy autumn air, rapturous attraction at first sight, a blazing burgundy fire …
Burnt orange, raw garlic, seared meat on the grill, the first inhale of an unfiltered cigarette, stinging hot chilies, spiritual ecstasy, intricate mosaics, revenge, corruption, cobwebs, gunpowder, forgiveness, roaches scrambling up and down the walls, obsessive love, finger painting, hospices, moldy food, punitive rage, live improvisational jazz in a dark, smoky bar, New York City on 9/11, passing around a pipe filled with a beguiling pungent odor, piercing howls at 3AM, redemption, gripping depression coming for your soul……
Maroon, complex Indian curries, emergency rooms, holding cells, the scent of musk, Ouija boards, double espresso, penetration, last-minute reprieves, reckless angry sex, black velvet dresses, landfills, a searing passionate gaze, cancer wards, brothels, the ruins of Pompeii, pounding reggae, wilting red roses, shuffling tarot cards, crackling thunder,thick menstrual blood, half-dead creature on the road, feces, molten hot fudge blending with vanilla ice cream, sheer vulnerability, aching in the loins approaching climax, a newborn’s first breath…
Happy Solar Return to Sindy, Deelia, Heidi, and Lehua! Any other Scorpio goddess bloggers? I would love to include you. How about readers? Let me know who you are. Where are the male Scorps at WordPress? I know you must exist. Come join the party. What does Scorpio mean for you?
Here is my take on the Mars influence – my favorite song as a teen:
Compare it with my take on Pluto ~ this song captures how I felt about a magical young man who eventually “captured ” me !
Hello litebeings, with the Mars square Pluto transit this morning, I learned that a friend of mine is seriously ill. She is so young and strong and this news makes no sense to me. No sense at all.
I drove to the store today and it became apparent that fall has arrived in Philadelphia. Slowly but surely the leaves are turning and gliding through the clear blue sky. I long for normalcy in this anything but typical year of 2020. Here is a reblog of my post about Philly traditions and shifting cycles of time.
It is only fitting that I post about this Hall and Oates song on the first full day of fall, here in Philadelphia. This version with Diane Birch is from Live from Daryl’s House. I moved to this city to start the fall semester of my senior year at Temple University, so it is an anniversary theme of sorts. My trip to University City last week really reminded me of those first days of freedom and adventure in a new city and new state ( Though I did live in Reading , PA as a child).
The first time I heard this song on the radio while living in Philly was very special to me because it was in early autumn. I told myself I would hear it every year on the radio as a way to usher in the season and mark my life in this amazing…