This past week Venus entered Capricorn, the sign of the real world. Capricorn is the mythical SeaGoat. We can find a goat in the world and we can find a fish in the world, but we can’t find a SeaGoat in the real world.
Or can we?
Perhaps what is necessary is to examine what is meant by a real world.
In his book, Leisure as the Basis of Culture, Josef Pieper says that a world is a “field of relations”. To have a world is to “be the center, the coordinator, of a field of relations”. He gives the example of a plant using its surroundings; absorbing the air, the sunshine, and drawing nourishment from the ground. `
If the world is defined by our relations, of our inner life to our outer life, then a human’s world would include all the many relations of the mind and heart. The world becomes deeper and wider.
Imagination, philosophy, dreaming, these are the things that extend the boundaries of our world into the reality of wholeness. This, as Pieper saw it, is the real world. The world as a whole. For us to be at peace with ourselves, we must not mistake our environment with the real world of wholeness.
"The really human thing is to see the stars above the roof, to preserve our apprehension of the universality of things in the midst of the habits of our daily life, and to see "the world" above and beyond our immediate environment." Joseph Pieper- Leisure The Basis of Culture
For the rest of this month, as Venus moves through the Capricorn, don’t forget to see those stars amidst your daily habits.
The Mohawk Native Americans would call this week’s Full Cancer Moon, the Full Cold Moon, falling in the cold month of December. A New Year will find us before the weekend, allowing for the phrase Hindsight is 2020 to not only be a viral meme, but also a re-wakened dream. If myth’s are indeed, as Joseph Campbell said, public dreams (as opposed to dreams being private myths) there is indeed a pertinent myth to reflect as the new twenties gain their stride. That is the myth of Prometheus and Epimetheus. Foresight and Hindsight.
It was both Prometheus and his brother Epimetheus who sculpted all living creatures with clay. Epimetheus sculpted the various animals and beasts, with their horns, scales, wings, feathers, teeth and fur. But it was Prometheus that sculpted the humans last. He had no special gift to give them, as Epimetheus had already given these specialties to the animals, so Prometheus decided to make human beings walk upright like the Gods, and he gave them fire.
Epimetheus, in hindsight, can see the deep seated desire of the tiger, with his sharp teeth and powerful reflexes. In hindsight he can see the spacial craving of the bird, with it’s delicate and aeordynamic wing. He can see the swamp king’s alpha dream in the crocodiles scales teeth and giant jaw. But what of the human?
Prometheus made the human, not in hindsight, but in foresight. The human, with no horn, wing, or giant jaw, no beak or fur or retratctable claw, no antlers, scales or stinging tails, nothing special here to see, except that speical quality, of vision and fire, from eyes heart and mind, we can be in two different places at the same time.
The past and the future, who’s dividing line is so slight, it makes each tiny moment it’s own fire to ignite.
As Albert Camus said, “With rebellion, awareness is born.”
Tuesday night we will see the Cold Moon, December’s Full Moon, in Cancer during this Capricorn Season. A Cancer Full Moon is the Moon at it’s Moonest. Whatever the Moon does for you, it does it more on the Cold Moon, the Full Cancer Moon, in this start of the Winter Season.
To have foresight is also to have hindsight. To grasp a future is to understand it’s roots. In the Cold Moonlight of the Ocean of Memory, that forms an endless chain back to the place of myths themselves, can you feel your reality in it’s full mythic sense? Your own private myth of dreams, and your resonance to certain public dreams of myth? What would an Epimethean set of glasses tell you about yourself. And when Prometheus hands you that burning fennel stalk, in which way would you point it? What would you hope to illuminate?
As the Cold Moon begins to wane, it will still be bright and beautiful, weather permitting for New Years Eve, in the sign of Leo, the quintessential party animal. Though parties will be at a minimum this year, the Leo Moon lights any stage with a healthy dose of drama. A realistic re-rendering of any setting, living room, hallway, sidewalk, kitchen, as the stage that dramatically swaps out an old year for a new one.
The newfound Aquarian energy in the sky, with the conjunction of Jupiter and Saturn, is a giant twinkly wink from Prometheus and his gift of foresight.
Foresight can make way for important paradigm shifts, like the one that happened in the 16th century, when the Ptolemic Earth-centered model of the universe was replace by the Copernican Sun-centered one.
There is a very interesting article written by astrophysicist Peter D Usher that sees Shakespeare’s Hamlet as a dramatization of this paradigm shift. Hamlet symbolizes the awakening to a new infinite and Sun-centered universe. He is ultimately responsible for the death of the old king, Claudius, who shares Ptolemy’s first name.
The sky during this time in history shared a key characteristic as it does now, as Jupiter and Saturn go into what’s known as a “grand mutation”, shifting from 200 years of Earth conjunctions to a new 200 years of Air conjunctions. These Jupiter Saturn conjunctions are known as trigons. The full trigon cycle is 800 years, as it passes through each of the four elements.
In Shakespeare’s time the shift was from Water to Fire, and the fire of the Sun indeed became the new center.
Now it is from Earth to Air, as the Aquarian Age truly begins.
Hindight may be 2020, but that’s old news. Another year over and a new one just begun. Will we see another paradigm shift in 2021?
What a week we have in store, with a Solar Eclipse and so much more. The New Moon Sagittarius Solar Eclipse kicks of the beginning of the week with a burst of spirited horsepower. For the people in Chile it will really be a treat- as the Full light of the Sun will it’s opposite meet, in the darkness of daylight the insects will pause their applause, the temperature drops along with thousands of jaws. Parts of Argentina will see this as well, but alas, not here in the NorthEast of the U.S.
Yet even though en masse, our heads won’t be up, this event invites us to still get revved up, and feel united in a moment when time seems to disengage- Silent and in sight of, a brilliant New Age.
As Existentialist writer and philosopher, Rollo May said, “Human freedom involves our capacity to pause, to choose the one response toward which we wish to throw our weight.”
Saturn, the old SeaGoat of Time and Order, is at last committing to it’s forward journey into Aquarius on Thursday, the 17th. Back in late March, Saturn tested these strange Aquarian waters, but retrograded back into Capricorn by the beginning of July. This time, he advances with out looking back, and to make matters ever the more exciting, he will be joined by our Seasonal spirited horse, Jupiter, who will as well move into Aquarius on Saturday, the 19th. Saturn will continue in Aquarius until 2023, and Jupiter, until the end of next year. By the year 2023, big and powerful Pluto will step into this future as well, and be in the sign of Man until the year 2043.
It could be said, quite naturally, that the Aquarian Age is officially here. Aquarius, the sign of Freedom, Future, Evolution and Awareness. The Age of Aquarius is the age in which we become dynamically aware of our own Evolution.
Freedom, and the capacity to pause to choose a worthy response. A great cause for a pause.
As Mark Twain said, “the right word may be effective; but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.”
A worthy response reflects your true values. Little bells that ring like wind chimes inside and integrate a strong resonance of self. To become aware of our evolution is to become aware of the truly important values, for one and for all. A global wind chime with a resonance so strong, it is sensed in the present as a place we belong.
The future lives strong in the open space of a pause.
Speaking of open spaces, we are in the last week of Sagittarius, the sign of the horse, who’s affinity for open spaces is surpassed by none. The heart of the Sun and the mind of Mercury are already galavanting in the open green, and they will be joined on Tuesday by the gorgeous goddess of love. She charges forth with spirit, inspired by the previous day’s New Moon Eclipse.
The Goddess of Love knows all about the pause, as others might call it a rest. It is her sacred space, her negatively charged grace, like a waterfall under a Full Moon, or the aftermath of a rainy afternoon- she will applause the pause as one of nature’s best laws.
Mars deep in Aries, standing tall like Michelangelo’s The David, demonstrating courage in a most powerful and mature way as he comes into square with Pluto in Capricorn. His power coming from a sense of readiness. A mature and powerful readiness, to choose the right response to which he throws his weight.
Uranus in Taurus- Conscious evolution strengthening the all in tandem with strengthening the self- as Teilhard de Chardin wrote, “No evolutionary future awaits man except in association with all other men.”
Neptune in Pisces- Imagine all the people living for today
After the phenomenon of Mondays New Moon Eclipse, she will grow with sturdiness, as into Capricorn she slips. Tuesday and Wednesday will be excellent times, to reel in your energies and hear those wind chimes.
Expect strong breezes on Thursday, as she grows in Aquarius, the same day that Saturn takes that bold first step into the reality of the Water Bearer. We bearers of water, holding shape-shifts of responses, with awareness is birthed many new rennaisances! Celebrate the coming of a new age today, in the Season of the Horse, indulge in some full-hearted faith in the future.
The weekend welcomes a growing Pisces Moon and the atmosphere takes on a dreamy dimension, just in time for Jupiter’s entrance into Aquarius, where optimism meets the reality of future. Mercury will also be conjunct the Sun, integrating the life of the mind with the centrality of the heart. Limitless mind and centering heart, both which operate on through the powers of connection. To value these powers is to know our direction.
In the wake of this week’s New Moon Solar Eclipse,
Wings are things for bugs bats and birds, but they are also for hearts, souls, minds and words! Wings have always been waiting in the wings, so to speak, persuading our senses to hunger for peaks. Peaks of experience, when all is affirmed, lucid mountain-top-moments where true wealth is learned.
William Blake famously said, “No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.”
With Sagittarius’ totem planet in Capricorn, the sign of authenticity, and conjunct Saturn, the author of authenticity itself, there is extra attention to the authentic integrity of these wings. Pluto has been nearby as well for quite some time, as a stirring of kundalini enlivens these wings. And don’t tell me that you have no wings, I’ll just refer you straight to Muhammad Ali who said, “The man who has no imagination has no wings.”
What are these wings of yours that vibrate to such a particular voice, and animates a world of choice, appealing to those higher ceilings, and cheering on those freeing feelings.
Peter Pan and Mary Poppins seem to agree that the secret of flight lies in the heart’s delight.
What are these wings, and what song must they sing? What heights of true home claim these wings as our own? As the artist William Holman Hunt said, “The door of he human heart, can only be opened from the inside.”
Mercury, with winged sandals and winged helmet, flies in the upward nitrogen-rich air of Sagittarius. Approaching a square with Neptune the God of the Sea, he expands his zest for higher ceilings, to incorporate delicacies of ephemeral feelings. Perception is gleaming with the phenomena of sun mixed with sea. Rimbaud’s sense of eternity.
Venus in Scorpio, in a dramatic state, awakening like she did when she first met the snake. Have her senses been dormant? Has her pleasure been sleeping? Higher ceilings in question, fuller senses are creeping, upward as pre-flowering roots.
At the hub of this spirit to fly and soar, travels Mars in Aries, as the Will gets restored. The precious Will, with such high determination. Awakened senses and commitment to creation.
Uranus in Taurus- waking up a natural instinct, of flight through delight.
Neptune in Pisces, in dreams we reunite with our wings- but only with some deliberate intent.
The Moon begins the week waning into it’s 4th quarter in Virgo, the simple maiden of leisure and cultivation. In practical-Moon-fashion, she nudges us towards new habits, that favor these Sagittarian instincts. With a nurturing humm, she cultivates the treasures that put horse power in our soul; Laughter, anticipation, elevation, and the appetite for learning.
By mid-evening on Tuesday, she continues to wane now into Libra, and there is at last air in the sky. The air of what’s fair, in both sense of the word. The balance and also the beauty of a bird.
The Sun, near perceptive Mercury, comes into an exact square with Neptune Wednesday. Look a moment longer in any place that glimmers, feel in your heart a true signature of shimmer.
By later evening Thursday, a Scorpio Moon continues to slighten- and an earth magic is heightened. The next day the Sun goes into trine with Mars, carpe that diem for it truly is ours. Just like those vital things that give life to our wings- Be wakeful today, in the Warrior’s way.
The Scorpio Moon grins slimmer through Saturday. Slighter still by evening, as into Sagittarius it slips- to be New on Monday for a Full Solar Eclipse!
Unless you are in South America you won’t see it- but nonetheless- quite an event is headed our way! A mystifying sky, prompting that question of why? An upcoming wonder, who’s skies we stand under.
A staggering phenomenon to behold, seemingly unreal, yet governed by natural laws. Writer philosopher, Colin Wilson believed that peak experiences are also governed by natural laws. Laws that govern the structure of our consciousness. Are positive responses more intentional than negative ones? Can an active and purposive state of mind help you, in Wilson’s words, “sense the magnetic north of [your] existence”?
In the Season of the horse, this is the course. An altitude of attitude aiming straight for the source. Lucid-mountain-top moments, when all is affirmed, to be honored in memory as true wealth that’s been learned.
A Full Moon eclipse crowns the last day of November, dazzling in Gemini before the start of December.
Gemini sparkles with reflection of thought. The flint of the fire, and all we’ve been taught. Sparkling and glittering for centuries back- sensing a freedom and enlarging the crack, so more creativity can leak in, and keep us on track.
The archer pulls back the string of his bow. The arrow in flight shows the way life likes to grow.
From his book, The Phenomenon of Man, Teilhard de Chardin says this of Man’s true place in evolution: “Man is not the center of the universe as we once thought in our simplicity, but something much more wonderful- the arrow pointing the way to the final unification of the world in terms of life. Man alone constitutes the last-born, the freshest, the most complicated, the most subtle of all the successive layers of life.”
Sagittarius, the Season we are in right now, is that very arrow. The life of life itself, and it’s direction of growth.
With love, the future sets us free! The distant future, and the one of immediacy. In a world where nothing is static- the question does become, in which direction are you moving, and from where have you come? This is a question that can be asked at any given moment.
Sagittarius Season is bubbling with an effervescense, spreading with delightful incandescense, to remind us of our truest essence. Outward on streets, lights spring up as expected, inward a fire glows warm with direction.
Mercury will be in the deepest degrees of Scorpio on Monday, for the Gemini Full Moon eclipse. Gemini rules the hands. Teilhard de Chardin says that our arms became free, so we could hold our hands to our face, with narrower eyes, we could percieve what we hold in front of us- and thus, reflective thought was born. He says “Man came silently into this world”.
The next day, as December begins, the trickster goes into Sagittarius, with a growing confidence. The trickster realizes he holds the keys, his hands are free, like the sky and the sea.
Venus, the love goddess stirs in Scorpio. She overhears the trickster’s epiphany, and creates a stormy, passionate symphony. Seeing her gifts of art and love, as the fire that holds everything together from above. She breathes in the sweetness of a vibrant red rose, from her delicate hands, the whole world she does hold.
Mars moving onward in Aries in an epic voyage that’s lasted half a year! His lovers tune seducing his soul, freeing his vibrations to a place that is bold. As Robert Frost said, “Freedom lies in being bold.”
Jupiter moving away from Pluto and into a tighter conjunction with Saturn, in Capricorn, in tension with Aries’ fire. The strategy of caution serving hope in a most noble of ways. We’ve learned so much in these past few hundred days.
Uranus in Taurus- the evolution of nature, becoming more natural, to reflect on
Neptune in Pisces- the dream in the Seasonal archer’s heart- As Ralph Waldo Emerson said “we aim above the mark to hit the mark.”
The Moon as mentioned will be Full in Gemini at the beginning of the week, the sign of the hands, Aristotle’s “tool of tools”. Evidence of Sagittarian spirit shimmer in the stone carvings of the ancient world, at the skill of ancient hands.
Full Moons are nights of illumination.
As Langston Hughes said
“I look at my own body With eyes no longer blind-
And see that my own hands
The world that’s in my mind.”
In the later hours of Tuesday night she wanes gibbous in Cancer, her true habitat of Moon. Bears are beginnng to head to their caves, light is dwindling in the days. In the flourescence of the Horse’s Season, a Cancer Moon is a perfect reason, to find some Hooga with dimmed down lights. Store some power in the soul’s delight!
Friday, Saturday and most of Sunday host a Leo Moon, and the atmosphere is full of fire. The fire of expression! The radiant life of love. In our upward flight that moves to the right, who can push aside this Eternal delight. As Venus comes into trine with all encompassing Neptune, echoes of the Four Tops ring out into the ether- Reach out..
By Sunday afternoon, a Virgo Moon wanes on- in the spirit of learning, and the ever-in-motion weaving of the imagination with experience.
In which direction are you going, and where are you coming from?
Over the weekend we had a Seasonal shift, from Scorpio’s realm to Sagittarius’ lift. What did we learn in the profound outerbounds, in the deep zone of our bones where truth hangs around? What comes next? After an encounter with such mystery?
French surrealist artist Yves Klein said, “At first there is nothing, then there is a profound nothingness, after that a blue profundity.”
At the age of 19 Klein and his two friends, the artist Arman and composer Claude Pascal, lay on a beach in Southern France. They decided to divide the world between themselves. Pascal chose words, Arman chose the Earth, and Klein chose the sky.
What ensued was a life-long obsession and devotion to the color blue. Signing the sky with his hand, he committed to a quest to reach the far side of the infinite. He saw that unlike other colors that arouse specific associative ideas, blue at most suggests the sea and sky, and thus is “beyond dimension.”
Sagittarius Season celebrates this sense of blue. Beyond dimension. A place to dream, and feel a full sense of vitality. Though it’s true that November is known more for it’s falling temperature, the horse insists on acknowledging this place of blue space; this high of open sky.
Goethe, in his theory of colors, saw the blue sky to be the darkness of space, lit up by the presence of sunlight in our atmosphere. The deep space of beyond lit up before our eyes, with each waking day under the blue of the skies. But what of the deep space that exists from within, does it too become lightened, a blue sky built-in?
An inner blue sky, lightened with optimism, hope and acknowledgment. Beyond just a knowing, a showing of knowing.
You know the music is good, from the depths of the dark, but nodding your head acknowledges this spark. That joke is funny says the depths of you, but laughing acknowledges this fact to be true! Darkness made light, in the truth of the blue. From knowledge to acknowledgment, a major breakthrough!
With Thanksgiving on thursday, acknowledgment will rise, with appreciation to those we have loved for so long. The spirit of appreciation, the sweetest of songs. William James saw the craving of appreciation to be the deepest principle of human nature. Be generous with it in this skyward Season.
The planets are short on air this week. Social and connected air. Holidays for most will be celebrated remote. With both Mercury and Venus in Scorpio, communication and relating is not short on depth. Over the phone or online, connection is primed, to make up for these distances of space and timezone, with a sense of belonging, Scorpio’s powerful lodestone. And even if no socialization occurs, tune into a place, that makes your blood stir. Earth magic abounds from its depths and yours too, from a profound nothingness to the profundity of blue!
Venus will oppose the great awakener Uranus in the bountiful earth of Taurus. William Blakes thankful receiver who “bears a plentiful harvest.”
Mars moving onward from the middle of Aries, no other direction better for such energy. Must be the Season of the horse, with those wide open plains, the galvanized Will grips gladly the reigns!
Ready to check him are Jupiter, Pluto and Saturn, who continue in Capricorn a most hyper-real pattern. Empowered hope and strong practicality, looming threats and good news in the same actuality. As Robert Frost said, “the best way out is always through.”
Neptune in Pisces, the sea-chariot that navigates a blue inner-sky.
The Moon begins the week waxing gibbous in the later degrees of Pisces. Saturated with imaginative potential, be open to nuance, suggestion and subtlety- new roads of dreams are paved with discovery!
On Tuesday, original day of Mars, she will grow into Aries by mid morning. In the Season of Blue skies, a redness bursts forth. The connection of action to a home-base of hearth. As Rainer Maria Rilke wrote, “All the soarings of my mind begin in my blood.”
This kindred fire of Moonlight grows through most of Thanksgiving day. Big and bold this Aries Moon, singing in red a mysterious tune; of memory, family, belonging and desire. Towards what does your wolf-like yearning aspire? Joyce Carol Oates called the blood “memory without language.”
By Friday as Venus receives her strongest electric wave from Uranus, the Moon, moving into luxurious Taurus, wants in on the act. A sensual relaxing yet altogether lively signature, much like the way Goethe described the color blue. In his words, “This color has a peculiar and almost indescribable effect on the eye. As a hue it is powerful- but it is on the negative side, and in its highest purity is, as it were, a stimulating negation. Its appearance, then, is a kind of contradiction between excitement and repose.”
Perhaps it is this blue energy that prompts Neptune to finally station to move direct, on Saturday, after nearly 5 months of retrograde. The stimulating negation, the effortless creation, of a dream.
By Sunday midday she waxes extremely gibbous in Gemini, and there is at last, air in the planetary line-up. Perspective and ease of rationality, a lightness perhaps or just some good old fashioned fresh air. She moves towards being not only a Full Moon, but a Full Moon Lunar Eclipse, in sparkling Gemini, the dance of the Twins. This event will be exact the following Monday, at 4 am, so both nights will be excellent opportunities to view it.
As a Lunar Eclipse, the earth will be in between the Sagittarian Sun and the Gemini Moon, casting an earth Shadow, darkening the light, likely casting a coppery-red tone. In the Season of lightened darkness, we have a darkened brightness. The Twins laugh with delight. Use the youthful energy of Gemini Moonbeams, to acknowledge possibilities that are yet to be seen. Shine the light on just one and create something new. And Gemini loves words, especially the ones that need to be heard. Acknowledge another, with a kind-hearted word, it may kindle music from happiness’ blue bird.
From granted to gracious, life gets more spacious.
Yves Klein wrote his name on the sky, painting monochrome surfaces to see with his own eyes- an “absolute freedom” (his words exact). For the horse, it’s a wide open space that attracts.
Into the umbra of the umbra we go, as the Season progresses in Scorpio. Passions run hot as fiery stars as Pluto squares both Venus and Mars. Pluto, Scorpio’s planet, on the outer bounds of our solar system, lives in the shadows as books won’t even list him. His other location is so deep down inside, that integrity crumbles if he’s too long denied. He is the pre-life of life and it’s regeneration, the wakeful hum of a lively vibration.
Venus and Mars traveling as true opposites now, in their native signs of Libra and Aries. In their polarity, they evoke a fight for peace. Venus paints a concept of rest, and fairness, in the sweeps of the horizon for all to see and behold. Mars reddens the blood with instinct to take risks and go forth in the name of what was beheld in that horizon. Passions are unleashed. Unhinged.
Galileo Galilei called Passion “the genesis of genius”. Voltaire said it was “the winds which fill the sails of the vessel”. Van Gogh said that he “would rather die of passion than of boredom.”
Van Gogh’s passion burned bright, as a painter and seer, but it also propelled him to cut of his ear! For balance in times of a passionate season, its good to make room for the role of reason!
Benjamin Franklin said “If passion drives you, let reason hold the reins.” Spirited Jupiter and rule-abiding Saturn join Pluto in Capricorn’s pragmatic gift of reason. This is the sign that knows how to steer, making sure that our passions don’t lopsidedly veer. With reason on our side, passion maintains its stride. As Emerson said “passion though a bad regulator, is a powerful spring.”
The trickster of mind, Mercury, moves into the Seasonal vortex of Scorpio on Tuesday after a heady trek in Libra. Seeing now is more infrared-based, like the night vision of cats. We steer with poise and mysterious confidence.
Uranus in real and texturized Taurus, the Aquarian Age will not be trivialized.
Neptune in Pisces trines our Seasonal Sun, the heart of the dreamer in everyone, the pre-life of life and its regeneration.
The Moon begins the week in Virgo, waning crescent with maturity. Her spirit of improvement channeling the fires of passion into an avenue of strategy. A moonlit path for her bare feet to touch.
By Wednesday she wanes slighter in Libra, tipping the scales of passion towards the scales itself, that world of otherness. More you less me, but in you I see, me in ways I could not before see! As Rimbaud said “I is another.”
By Friday midday, she wanes on into Scorpio, where she will vanish as New in the earliest hours of Sunday morning. As the tides rise she deepens into her treasured abyss. The umbra of the umbra, the prelife of life and its regeneration. The stardust that makes the life of a nation. Who’s passions collide like the stars in the sky, the same stars that a captain must fix his eye.
The very next day Mars at last moves direct- full speed ahead and all hands on deck!
The Moon will wax crescent in Sagittarius by midday Sunday. The thinnest smile in the sky hinting at the power of optimism. A sturdy optimism, pragmatically wed, between passion and reason, the heart and the head.
Libra Season comes to an end this week, the colorful leaves just past their peak- The first half of the week, in a major key, sings a blissful autumn symphony. But by Thursday at the strike of dusk, a new seed emerges from it’s husk, hungering to become more free, the music shifts to a minor key.
Scorpio, the 8th and most enigmatic sign is not satisfied to be just the minor side of the piano- it will take all 88 keys. What more could a power-loving water sign want following Libra, the sign of duality. What has Scorpio learned? Surely not to settle for half of the piano!
Scorpio is hungry for power, it’s consciousness is a merging one, deep waters hold an emerging sun, providing more light from which to see, beyond the scope of just two keys.
Libra’s 7 is bound up in the objective world- in the 7 days of the week, the 7 notes of a scale, and its general airy feeling of luck and openness. Libra lets the scenery do the talking, what does the world speak to you, onlooker? And do you see it’s refreshing sense of order in it’s shapes and patterns?
Armed with the wide and refreshing perspective of Libra, Scorpio scuba dives down into the depths of the innermost life, with an intent, to merge two worlds.
During this Seasonal shift your Libra hot cider sip co-mingles with a glimpse of a giant spider plastered on a door- altering the sweetness to a place more sublime. We are entering the realm of all 88 keys, how might we navigate this terrain with ease, this terrain of infinite possibilities?
French Physiologist Claude Bernard said “Man can learn nothing except by going from the known to the unknown.” The shift is from the 7 to the 8. From the everyday world of otherness, to an unknowable realm of possibility. The minor key signals the fear of the unknown, as does the eight-legged spider on the door. But we didn’t dive down to the depths to constrict the known- we dove down to expand it.
Relaxing into the abyss, the vision expands. Two worlds. The life of the imagination and the life of the world outside. How can they better serve each other, better enhance each other. What new life can emerge?
Mercury the planet of mind treads mysterious water in Scorpio’s realm of the unknown. Rene Magritte said “The mind loves the unknown.” The trickster is somewhat at home in the unknown. With stream of consciousness magnetized the energy gets galvanized!
Venus moves deeper into Virgo, that second brain called of the gut, the most regenerative place in the body. Her full body thinking is one of leisurely contemplation. She makes a friendly trine to a trio of Capricorn planets; Jupiter Saturn and Pluto. This trio has been hanging near each other for quite some time, perpetuating serious themes of hope, striving and transformation. With the bigger questions and concerns this upcoming week, don’t forget to consult the constantly refreshing oracle, of your gut!
Mars in Aries approaches that Cappy trio with tension instead of ease, making a square aspect, and in retrograde. The Will is likely frustrated and feeling blocked. Remember to train those eyes to synthesize your creative vision with the life your livin’! Build some imagination into your world. As architect Frank Gehry said “You’ve got to bumble forward into the unknown.”
Uranus in Taurus, reawakening to the flow of known to unknown to known
Neptune in Pisces- the churning Seas of what’s unseen
The Moon begins the week a waxing Crescent in spirited Sagittarius, who’s knowingness comes from the heights of enthusiasm. A growing Sagittarius Moon is an invitation to feel that spirited sensation of heights, whether in the moment, in the memory, or in the imagination, and become accustomed to it, as your faith-filled steed!
By Wednesday she matures into Capricorn, the planet of constriction, of focus and maturity. This Moon, at dusk will welcome in the New Scorpion King. Confront any troubles with the wisdom of all 88 keys. As Niels Bohr said, “Every great and deep difficulty bears in itself its own solution. It forces us to change our thinking in order to find it.”
By Friday and through most of the weekend, an Aquarian Moon browns beyond its first quarter. The Aquarian Age upon us in the Season of infinite change, this Moonlight will highlight that full piano range. How can you get started, on expanding the known?
By Sunday evening, as Mercury closes in on the Sun, a Pisces Moon sets sail. The trickster of mind lit up with Neon Scorpio Sunshine, and the Pisces Moon is blissfully happy to make poetry of whatever it finds. Beyond the land of opposites, into the realm of something else. Do you know anything of this realm? Isn’t that you at the quantum sea ship’s helm?
“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 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.
Into the middle of Libra Season, the sign that celebrates the middle itself. The riddle of the middle, balancing extremes, that quantum pinpoint between reality and dreams.
Libra’s sword divides the mind, separating the hemispheres to create more awareness. In the creation of new awareness life strives onward and upward to better understand itself. Libra is romantic reality, the relational nature of consciousness itself.
Writer philosopher Owen Barfield sees consciousness evolving with a shift from the outside to the inside. Primitive man’s thoughts were, as he called it an “original participation”, an immediate experience inside the world’s unity, where as we are now outside of it. When we think now, we think about something, and the very definition of about is “to be outside of”.
Libra and her liberty thrives on this outsidedness- from here she is free to find new connections and form new thoughts. Yet, ever the romantic, there is a longing. A longing to be embedded once again with nature. A longing to return to the world’s unity. Barfield saw this only to be possible through metaphor. What was once the “principal of living unity” now lives in the poetic vision of the individual, with all it’s romantic yearning.
As the poet Yeats said, “Nothing that we love over-much Is ponderable to our touch.”
As Mercury moves through the powerful currents of Scorpio, the mind is aware of the power that comes from synthesis. The rebirth of new life into the present moment from the synthesis of memory, sensation, thought and reflection. The wealth of memory in your bank, from which vital currents can emerge, as new, as powerful, as magic?
Venus, the Seasonal planet in Virgo, the sign of the scientist. In the Season of relational synthesis, she sees herself as incomplete, and yearns to unite her science with art. As Einstein said, “After a certain high level of technical skill is achieved, science and art tend to coalesce in esthetics, plasticity, and form. The greatest scientists are artists as well.”
Mars still retrograde in the late degrees of Aries and coming into a square with Pluto later this week. As Libra weighs her options Mars finds a way. With subterranean pressure, explosive outbursts may occur- Unite your science with your art, and transcend any despair, find the facts of your heart and the love in the air. With such balance, you’ll find a way.
Jupiter Direct along with Saturn in Capricorn- inspiration and ambition moving forward in the sign of natural law. A further look into the nature of human evolution, with it’s own laws. Laws that by Pierre Teilhard de Chardin’s definition are anti-entropic. These laws march uphill, with the aid of the Sun’s energy, producing increased variety and a higher degree of organization. At this advanced state, awareness becomes the most important characteristic of life.
Uranus in Taurus- awareness at the heart of evolution.
Neptune in Pisces- the growing value of what is within.
The Moon begins the week waning gibbous in Taurus, the sign of Earth beauty. A mood of holding, a craving of attainment. Put that wallet away, the only bank you need is that of your memory! To synthesize with sensation, and lovingly attain a dose of new awareness.
Tuesday and Wednesday host a Gemini Moon, with Mercury opposing Uranus. Quaking trickster energy, like the bubbling up of a laugh. Follow your silly side during these two days, it just might lead you to your genius. As Libra-extradinaire Arthur Rimbaud said, “Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.”
By Thursday midday we cozy up to a Cancer Moon that sails us into her last quarter by Saturday. A family Moon, a memory Moon, formative with the magnetic pull of the past. A living water that loves to be reshaped. An anchor made of water. Changeable, electric, healing and refreshing. With Libra’s joy of choice, how will you reshape this water into matter, that is, moments that matter?
By Saturday night a Leo Moon wanes on, illuminating the power of the affirmative. In Libra’s power of choice she structures an an ultimate attitude, that follows her like a love-struck atmosphere. Will she look for the way, or be weighed down by dismay? Will she be alive in the striving, or just passively surviving?
Once a part of the apple, she had to go ahead and bite it. Once on the inside looking out, she is now on the outside looking in- deep deep within- to that uncharted terrain- of the imagination.