The Pages Turn, The Fire Burns

“My World” is a children’s book by Margaret Wise Brown and Clement Hurd. My son and I read this at night under a cactus light with a symphony of crickets out our window. The opening page shows a mother reading to her child by a fire. The words are “The pages turn, the fire burns.”

Maybe this is what got me thinking about the nature of time. Some time seems to turn, but some time seems to burn. Some time comes back around and some time trailblazes the future and celebrates the spirit. These two kinds of times blend together yet they are inherently different. One is bound to law and one is free. One is used to gain more control and one is lived to live as lively as possible. One is a clock and one is a flower. One is a wheel. What is the shape of the other? What is the shape of the spirited time that burns meaning deep into one’s soul? What is the shape of living?

The wheel of the zodiac turns. Its twelve archetypes carry the meaning of the seasons that turn. The meaning of the seasons is so charged that it goes beyond the snow and heat. It extends into the mystery of the seasons of life, and all the relations of living. The wheel turns and time folds in on itself. What emerges from this motion is the potential for more and more meaning. New meaning. Fresh meaning. Fresh light.

The wheel is really a generator. A maker of more light. The pages turn but the fire burns.

I began to think about the existential side of time. Some time is “heights” and some time is “depths”. Some time is more middle ground. The heights of time are the joys, the unbridled laughter, the perfection of a day. This time rushes over the body like a shower of effervescence. There is no possible way to deny the body’s ownership of such time. It is embedded. It isn’t turning on an abstract clock. It is burning in the heights of one’s heart.

“Depth” time carries a force of memory and a sense of belonging. Depth time can anchor you “home” or polarize you to “true north”. It can also sink you with despair. Depth time carries the echoes of your ancestors, and the echoes of your most desired dreams. Its gravity is also undeniably in the body. It can easily smolder with the blend of heights. It can threaten to dampen the fires of joy. It does best when feelings are interpreted truthfully, and handed off to the logic of the middle ground.

“Middle ground” time is for managing the business of living. Our bodies are blessed with the genius of nervous systems. All of the information and interaction that we encounter gets integrated into the “system” of the body. The world is wide and full of information. The body is deep and full of mystery. The middle ground is where these places meet. Biofeedback has evolved for centuries. Our systems are cutting edge. The middle ground time is the coolness of logic, the sureness of morality, the sensations of physicality.

My new question was: if time is a wheel that turns, how does this other “time” move? Is there any order to it? My instinct said yes.

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Off The Clock. Secrets of Toroidal Time.

The biggest difference between the original wheel of the zodiac and the toroidal zodiac lies in how we approach the matter of time.

The wheel of the zodiac shows the horoscope: a snapshot of the planets and luminaries at a given moment in time.  Horo is Latin for hour.  The clock is also a wheel and shows the cyclic nature of time.  The wheel turns round and round with time’s ‘circle games’ as Joni Mitchel sings.  The horoscope puts emphasis on the cyclic, or repeated, patterns of time.  

The wheel is the shape of cyclic time.  In understanding cyclic time, we can better grow; crops, wellness, knowledge and consciousness.

In other words, the horoscope puts an emphasis on time for the sake of growth.

The toroscope simply does the opposite; it puts emphasis on growth for the sake of time. 

toroidal time

When I say that the toroscope puts emphasis on growth for the sake of time I am not referring to the time of calendars and watches. The time I am speaking about is closer to the circadian rhythm found in the body, but with more nuance. Nature’s biorhythms may wake you up with the rising sun but your own nature’s rhythms get more personal. Your own nature’s rhythms respond to things like getting back on track with an important project, or taking a stand for something that matters.

Rhythms don’t even get close enough to the crux of what this ‘time’ is. A better word is momentum. One’s momentum moves forward just like time. We can’t own time, but we can own our momentum. This kind of time is called thymos. It is a spirited connection to our own momentum. It is the only kind of time that is truly free.

The wheel of the zodiac shows our complex use of the knowledge of time. Whether it serves to plant a sturdy crop or reflect on symbolic inner changes, the wheel of time is used as a map. Just like a watch or a calendar, this moving map allows us more control over the lives we lead.

The North American Railway adopted a standardized way of keeping time in 1883.  Finally someone could plan to take a train and arrive at the ‘right time’. If you are late, that is the wrong time and you will have to try again later.

Nowadays it is hard to conceive going about your day with no idea of what the ‘right time’ is. Your phone, your car, your watch, that clock all stare back at you, locking you into a truthful and agreed upon ‘right time’.

        But what about your own ‘right time’? What about the idea of rightness mixed with momentum? How often do you consider this question?

        With a clock, you pinpoint a right time that will cycle back to be ‘right’ again twelve hours later. With momentum this isn’t the case. Momentum, like true time, only moves forward. A question of ‘rightness’ when it comes to momentum can only ask about ‘right direction’. There is only one ‘right direction’; forward. Evolution marches uphill.

        Clocks and calendars are tools. We connect to their meanings and use them to gain more control. Though we can control showing up to a train on time, we can’t control time itself. Unless it is our own “time”; our own momentum. Momentum is the only kind of time we can control. To be in better and better control of our own momentum is what we are after. Toro is Latin for bull, the archetype of Taurus.  Toro also means “to steer”.

        We are powerhouses of electromagnetism. Momentums swirl beneath the surface of everyone you meet. There are lifetimes of information stored within these powerhouses largely forgotten but never lost. Momentum guides us all, half asleep.

At any moment on any day, our chemistry is in flux. Something as basic as the weather outside will cause a shift in our momentum and influence our behavior. Consciousness is what enables us to grapple with the future. It provides the potential for better control over one’s momentum in the right direction, which is forward, Times’ arrow moves forward.

        In the zodiac, the sign that is represented by the arrow is Sagittarius, the centaur. The true center (centaur) of a torus field can only be an ‘aim’. Life doesn’t build itself in any other way. Life centers on aiming and aspiring. There is no foundation sturdier than this. Time is an arrow, like evolution. It moves one way, and makes that one way known as ‘right’. Forward is right. Forward is evolution.

It seems a good idea to strive to relate to one’s own momentum as if it were a favorite watch. There is much more nuance to momentum’s version of forward, but when we lock in on that feeling it can be as true as the bell of London’s Big Ben.

        Some time moves in cycles. It circles back to where it was as the seasons continue to turn, turn , turn. But another kind of time asks you to make the turn, and commit to steering your own momentum. Your readiness to accept this challenge is your thymos.

Time and Eternity

Metaphorcast for 6/27- 7/4, 2021

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Summer days have begun, ready to blow some jasmine in your mind and make you feel fine.  Boding well with eternity, an endless summer has a much better ring to it than an endless winter.  

Cancer Season stands opposite to Capricorn Season, the sign of time and winter.  Summer, then, stands opposite time, full of light and warmth.  Full of Sun.  

But what about the relationship of eternity to time?

William Blake said “Eternity is in love with the productions of time.”

Eternity, then, is like a child, delighting in blowing the seeds of a dandelion, a product of time.

The planets of passion, Mars and Venus are traveling through Leo right now, the sign of the Sun, the child, eternity and delight.  Mars especially finds itself directly opposite Saturn, the planet of time, and squaring Uranus, the planet of future.

Time and future can be put another way as law and evolution.  Laws are things you can depend on.  They help you make those ‘productions of time’ that eternity is so fond of.  Without these laws there would be no cities, no dandelions, no agriculture, no science, no Brooklyn Bridges and no Mona Lisas.  

But evolution goes against the law.  Instead of losing order, as all natural things do in time, it gains order, and marches uphill, towards some distant aim.  Evolution is the reason that birds have wings to fly, and horses have strong legs to run.  These specialties reflect the dreams held deep within the animal’s soul.  The dream to fly, the dream to run far and wide.  

The ‘productions of time’ don’t come out of law alone, they also need that distant dream of evolution.  That refusal to let law alone rule.  That instinct for higher worlds that stand outside of time.

The Moon wanes this week, into her 4th quarter by Thursday with the beginning of a new month.  It will be in the sign of beginnings as well, Aries, a fresh start.  July is the month of rubies, pairing well with Cancer’s theme of home.  Home can be synonymous with evolution’s distant dream.  There are those special moments when time seems to stand still and you can feel what Colin Wilson calls ‘the magnetic north of your existence.’

A distant and dynamic dream that stirs up a vortex of personal power.  Memories building on each other over billions of years.  Nothing is wasted.  All is incorporated.  

Holiday weekend ahead with the 4th of July on Sunday.  Uranus, the planet of independence and evolution was discovered in 1781, a mere 5 years after Independence Day. One glance at the Statue of Liberty shows the power of evolution’s distant dream.  The poetry that weaves its way into time and delights eternity.  This Sunday, the Moon will travel over Uranus, bringing a special mood of future to the fireworks.  

I hope everyone enjoys it!

As always, happy astro pondering!

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