Metaphorcast for the week August 31- September 6, 2020

Summer days are numbered to the tune of 3 more weeks as we head into the month of September- the question arises, can we make it a September to remember?

Perhaps this week’s Full Moon might get us started.  This Full Corn Moon will enchant in Pisces- watch for its signature hue of mystical indigo!  Indigo, cobalt, azure and even turquoise find their expression in the  Corn of the Hopi Native Americans. The Hopi’s tradition of planting Corn is truly deep rooted.  For 2,000 years they have brought their children out to the fields to teach them the ways of cultivating corn in the hot and dry Southwestern climates.  They plant their corn deeper, to catch the moisture from the winter’s melted snow, which lies further below the surface.  The Hopi corn has learned to shoot one strong root downward, searching for water.  

Perhaps its this deep and forgotten water in which the Piscean fish swim that bestows in it that gorgeous blue– that health of blue- those anthocyanins that bring about new neurons in the mind- new life into life.

The daily ways of the Hopi are more than routine- they are ritual.  Seeing the world as a gift, and time as experienced, not used.  They are rich with ceremony- Stable in their existence- united in community and in harmony with their environment.

Virgo Season is a time of paying more attention to the day in and day out.  Her strength is in knowing what is of significance- so the mundane can be transmuted to the magnificent.  So roots can learn to plunge ever the more downward in search of water- and existence can be stable and purposeful.  As Ralph Waldo Emerson said “Life is not intellectual or critical, but sturdy.” 

Mercury moves through its final days in Virgo- perception is hungry for simple significance- keys that fit into the right locks- and open doors to a lifestyle more sturdy, that ultimate integrates the farthest yearnings of the heart.  As Muhammad Ali said “Don’t count the days, make the days count.”

By Saturday the trickster trades in its notebook for a colorful scarf, and glides into Libra- the sign of conceptual beauty.  Look for synchronicity in places of complimentary relationships.

Venus, the Love Goddess in her final week of Cancer- and in tense relationship to serious Saturn and fiery Mars.  As a truck I recently spotted displayed in big bold letters “Feel your feelings baby”- Don’t miss the opportunity for deep water to reach that downward root- nourishing a life more sturdy.  The Hopi have a proverb: “Don’t be afraid to cry.  It will free your mind of sorrowful thoughts.”

The Goddess just wants you to hear her song- that speaks in Ocean about where you belong. By Sunday, water dries on sunny rocks as the Goddess ingresses golden Leo.  Refreshed, renewed, and ready to be seen.

Mars in the latest degrees of Aries, The alpha of the A- the A in the day- the beginning as well as the centrality- the Life of the day in the daily ritual.  As the Hopi have said “Take a breath of the new dawn and make it a part of you.” 

Jupiter Saturn and Pluto retrograde and near each other in Capricorn- Learning from the past to make room for rebirth.  

Uranus in Taurus and trining the Sun- a stable existence, a day rightly begun!

Neptune in Pisces- the new life in the blue

The Moon

The Moon starts the week off in Aquarius, where it spent most of the weekend.  Bigger now with its prized gift of awareness, this Moon sheds light where light seldom gets shed.  Eyes wide open, it bids adieu to August!

By Tuesday our Mother Moon waxes towards fullness- exact on Wednesday 1:22 am, which makes both Tuesday and Wednesday’s night sky an excellent backdrop.  The Full Corn Moon- Full in Pisces, the sign of the Mystic.  A wealth of ancestry as experience continues to accumulate into what Carl Jung called the collective unconscious.  Consider putting a bare foot to the Virgo ground one of these nights, and even if this ground is as landlocked as can be, see if you can, in Van Morrison’s words “smell the sea and feel the sky”.  The Hopi have a proverb, “all dreams spin out from the same web.”  There’s that sturdiness again.  Sturdy with life and connectedness, we can sail into the Mystic with barefoot on solid fertile ground.

By Thursday, a young Aries Moon raises it’s head, a bit wobbly with its sea-legs, but eager to get started on the day, and choose a ritual that supports his dynamic state of becoming.  

By Sunday, the same day that Venus enters Leo, we have a stable Taurus Moon.  Love is in the Sun and the Moon grows with slowness.

Slowing down to spot those places of magnificent significance!  The mystical simplisticty of the day in day out.  

Will it be a September to remember?  And were we borne before the wind?  

As always, happy astro pondering!

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