Weekly Astrology Metaphorcast 10/12-18, 2020

“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the Autumn tree”.  Lovely words of appreciation from Emily Bronte as onward we move through Libra Season, the sign of appreciation itself.  

But what if all those tree leaf hues where all the same ‘gainst that sky of blue?  Would the scenery speak such bliss?  What’s that element that we’d miss?

Not only the lover, Libra also represents the other. The one who is different from you, of whom you do not share a point of view.

As our Libra Sun moves into deeper degrees, she finds herself in quite a bit of tension. Her lover Mars baits her from the opposite end, stirring up conflict, and reveling in the spirit of disagreement.  Saturn and Pluto now in a tight conjunction in Capricorn putting a squeeze on her as well, battering her appreciative instinct down with hard-knocks reality, with struggle, and the depths of despair.

Good things these energies are designed to interact.  In the spirit of conflict, Libra’s treasured perspective is widened.  As Carl Jung said “Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.”  In the spirit of struggle, when all control seems to be lost, the one place that it always has the chance to be regained is in perspective, Libra’s gift of distance.  

Above all else, what Libra abhors is narrowness.  She beckons us from outside the swampy marshes of narrow-mindedness into an open channel, with plenty of space and fresh air.  Plenty of opportunity to appreciate other viewpoints.  In the words of American activist Pauli Murray, “When my brothers try to draw a circle to exclude me, I shall draw a larger circle to include them.  Where they speak out for the privileges of a puny group, I shall shout for the rights of all mankind.”

Mercury the planet of perception moving through the mysterious waters of Scorpio- Aldous Huxley’s doors of perception between things known and unknown.  Question your assumptions, like a good gumshoe.

Venus the Seasonal planet moves through Virgo, in grace and humility.  With humility we discover, the viewpoint of another, with grace we put our eyes on, a glorious shared horizon. 

Jupiter, the planet of morality marching forth in Capricorn, the sign of striving.  A striving for a better summit of moral reasoning and understanding.  An elevated place,  where minds actually meet.  And conflicts birth fresh new dawns.  Conflict, which comes from the latin roots “struck together”, can clue us in on its importance.  Fists can strike, but so can emotional chords, ideas, and realizations.  Like lightning, like love!

Uranus in Taurus- lightning in the body

Neptune in Pisces- ever widening circles of understanding

The Moon

The Moon begins in Leo, waning crescent in its final quarter.  Though the moonlight be slight, the Lionbeams pack a lot of might.  Lend yourself not only to an open mind but also to an affirmative mood.  Alive with the fire of presence and action.  As William James said “Act as if what you do makes a difference.  It does.”

Tuesday and Wednesday host a Virgo Moon, slimmer and slimmer.  Gentle Earthlight of tolerance and leisure.  A thinking mood of mind that has no other place it would rather be.

By Thursday she is in Libra and by Friday she has vanished, into the essence of Libra, as Sun and Moon come together and the tides rise in their honor.  Where are these lessons of tolerance and open-mindedness finding you?  How can you widen your own circle of understanding, and see the moral strengths of others who’s opinions differ from your own?  There’s no Moon tonight, but there is open air.  Plenty of space.  Plenty of chords that haven’t been struck, plenty of ways to become unstuck.   

By the weekend, a Scorpio Moon peaks out from the darkness.  Rebirth of Moonlight in the sign of rebirth.  Emerging out from the marshes and into a fresh atmosphere of better understanding.  An atmosphere that hints at a world we can truly breathe in.

As always, happy astro pondering! 

Metaphorcast for the week August 31- September 6, 2020

<p value="<amp-fit-text layout="fixed-height" min-font-size="6" max-font-size="72" height="80">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 <strong>September to remember?</strong>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!