Saturnalia was a Roman festival involving presents, revelry, and a little bit of bad behaviour. First there was a radical reversal of the established social order, when for a brief period of time slaves would become masters, and masters would become slaves. Another cool aspect of the celebration involved a statue of Saturn, bound in straps -symbolizing the restrictions, responsibilities and limits of our lives. At the festival, these strictures were untied as revellers lightened their load, danced and rejoiced. After the festival of debauchery and hi-jinks, everything would revert to normal social order. From all appearances, people had resumed their regular roles and responsibilities. But after letting off steam, they now did so with greater ease and freedom. Spirits were lifted; folks were kinder, jollier, more tolerant towards each other. Clearly the ritual had magic in it. [Read more...]
Every year as Capricorn season arrives with bells on, so does our awareness of the passage of time, along with just how tightly we’ve scheduled our self, how pressured we feel by our numerous commitments, and how many hungry mouths and empty bank accounts we’ve got to satisfy. This sobering influence, on the holiday known for its generosity and good cheer, creates that unique schizophrenia characterizing “the holidays”. I don’t know about you but many of my childhood Christmas memories involve experiences of extreme stress and wondrous magic, abundance and lack, side by side. Holidays are crazy-magic like that. [Read more...]
We really don’t know what we’re getting into when we fall in love with another, do we? We fall under the spell of love, we fall for someone trustworthy, kind and true, and trust that no matter what comes our way, the tender feelings we have for one another will insulate and protect us from what inevitably comes next. Given the right person, barring a criminal history or other red flags, it would be silly to think it’s not worth the risk. Love is the ultimate reality, and many know that God is Love, too. [Read more...]
“He doesn’t listen to me,” said a client with a Gemini Moon. “He acts like he’s listening, but I can tell he’s not.” I could relate. I have a Gemini Moon partner. Constantly multi-tasking between science fiction videos, shopping and work, catching his attention is like trying to catch a butterfly in motion. As a result, I’ve learned a few tricks to keep him engaged. For instance, a bold statement will always get his attention; so will anything whimsical or intellectually interesting. I’ve also learned that distraction is not always the culprit. When someone’s tuning another person out, there’s a strong chance that one or both of us are bored. Symptoms? Hearing, but not really listening; anticipating what the other person will say, or finishing their sentences before they have a chance to actually speak them. Attention-getting strategies aside, Gemini Moon also teaches me the power of fun, variety and newness- as for Gemini, boredom equals death. [Read more...]
In the Pacific Northwest, it’s raining as I write this. The gentle pattering of rain is drenching the Earth with wetness, making up for all those days of having to go without. And so it goes with astrology. Those of us who study it know that astrology flows with the cyclical seasons of life. Just as spring follows winter, yang follows yin, each zodiac season relieves the former. The good and the bad news is: Everything changes. Nothing can last forever. And so on the heels of the shadowy, intense, autumnal, inward looking sign of Scorpio -the season of increasing darkness, of falling leaves and fallen loved ones, of grief and intense emotions and psychological introspection – arrives Sagittarius in a fiery bluster, all bravado and festive boisterousness. [Read more...]
Last Monday (at the Mars-Pluto conjunction), my cousin’s wife’s young sister was murdered by her boyfriend- who then suicided. Mid-week, we heard sad news of Thich Nhat Hanh’s precarious health. Saturday, my maternal grandmother died. Though I didn’t know my cousin-in-law’s sister, and since their move to the West Coast, from Ohio, we’re still just getting to know her, my heart trembled with horror. Overnight, jokes about violence have become distasteful. A picture of Annie Oakley on my Facebook feed with the supposed quote, “I ain’t afraid to love a man. I ain’t afraid to shoot him, either.” I would’ve found this funny, previously. Death changes things. [Read more...]
We all need to dip into Neptune’s waters of just being from time to time, as a measure to the time we spend doing. Losing all sense of time and space, for a bit, is a welcome and necessary reprieve for an overly busy world. Meditating, a day at the beach, a day of watching movies…even staring at the ceiling for hours can be therapeutic. We all need to dip into the timeless dimension, if only to remind our Self that we are an Eternal Soul.
Yet as with all archetypes, Neptune can be as much friend as foe. Neptune can instruct us in observing the hushed beauty of a flower, the silent reverie of mind, our connection to all things great and small. Unconscious Neptune can strand us in the middle of an ocean of emotion, rudderless, lost at sea, feeling victimised/martyred. We are not fated to experience only the difficult side of Neptune. Neptune’s invitation is for more conscious awareness, and to find a middle way. [Read more...]
Mars is currently transiting my Third House (of neighbors, communications, transportation, mind), and as Mars transits goes, it’s textbook aggravating. Proclaiming my need for relief, I tell my husband I’m going shopping but my stress-relieving trip soon proves more stressful. The mall is crowded with people wearing sour looks. I feel shamed, by the body language and tsk-tsk of both customers and salespeople, for bringing my friendly puppy to supposedly “pet-friendly” stores; while driving back home, a driver lays on her horn because I allow a family, huddled together on a small median, to cross the street on a green light; I receive an accusatory glare as I drive through a kid-populated area of my neighborhood, a glare that tells me she thinks I’m driving too fast, though I’m well under the speed limit. Meanwhile, I’m still thinking about an earlier correspondence I had with a spiritual teacher whose communications were truthful, but hurtful. Only moments later, bristling with accumulated irritation, I notice I am behind a car with the bumper sticker “Metta” (lovingkindness) when I viciously think: Ha! This person is probably the worst offender of all, holy on the meditation cushion, they’ll be the first to leer at you when you accidentally bump into them and spill their seven-dollar designer gluten-free coffee! That’s how the cycle perpetuates: Blood-thirst begets blood-thirst.
What’s so fun about Halloween? You get to dress up, and wear an aspect of your personality people may know – or not! The cool thing about the zodiac is that each sign contains universal archetypes, or ways of expressing (like Aries, the Warrior) making it really easy to tap your innate character for character inspiration. Instead of just your Sun sign, choose your Moon sign Ascendant/Rising sign. Your Rising Sign is your mask – a visible “costume” you wear every single day. Your Moon is the more hidden part of your personality, so wearing a costume for this sign feels natural to you and a little exciting, too, like inviting your alter ego out to play.
Aries: a competitor at heart, winning the Halloween costume contest is as satisfying as a sexy conquest. Go all out. Play with their heads. Let yourself fully inhabit the character by quoting movie lines and bringing plenty of props: blood, guns, knives etc.
Ricky Bobby, Nascar Drive from Talledega Nights “Remember son, if you’re not first you’re last.” Spartacus, Carrie Bradshaw from Sex & the City “knows good Sex”, Jason from Friday the 13th, Steve McQueen, Cleopatra, Casanova, Police Officer, Wonder Woman, Surgeon, James Dean, Famous Athlete, Cowboy, Warrior Princess
Taurus: as soft-natured and gentle as gruff and bull headed, no one wants to be around an angry Taurus – presenting a host of possibilities for you. No more Mr. Nice Guy? Or maybe it takes too much effort to bother with a costume (make it easy) or you’ll sit this one out watching T.V.
Venus de Milo, Earth Mama, Milk Maid, Donald Trump, Money Bags, Shrek, A Flower, Gardener, Caveman, Don Juan, Beauty Pageant Winner (Carrie!), Prom Queen or King, a Pussycat Doll (so brave!), your totem animal
Gemini: pin you down to just one personality? Ha! You’re wild about Halloween. Pick a pop culture figure because you’re an excellent copycat. Become your alter ego, it’s so easy. Quick & intelligent, in a jiffy you whip up the smartest costume on the block.
Star Reporter, Mercury the Messenger, the Mary-Kate Ashley Olsen Twins, the Thompson Twins, Fed Ex Delivery Guy, UPS Man, the Postman, Student, Court Page, Court Jester, TV Personalities (great mimics), Comedian, Magician
Cancer: sweetly protective, mystical and otherworldly, you wouldn’t hurt a fly with your costume (not to offend). Secret clubs, magical rites and enchantments tug at your nostalgic heart, for the golden days, the way things were… Choose mythical, historical figures.
Mermaid, Genie, Little Girl, Princess Diana, Pregnant Mama, Moon Goddesses: Isis, Diana-Artemis, The Moon, Chef – Julia Child, Healer, Romantic -Emily Dickinson, Patriot, Costume Ball goer (your disguise is your shell), a Matriarch, Wizard (Harry Potter and cast)
Leo: you’re regal and beloved by many. Of course you’re a King or Queen, but what about your childhood dream to be a rock star? Think of your childhood dreams – they profoundly shape your life, connecting you to your inner child’s joie de vivre. Hello play day!
Leonitus, King of Spartans; Queen Elizabeth, Any Performer or Celebrity icon: Madonna, Mick Jagger, Rock Star, the Lion (from Wizard of OZ), Garfield the Cat, Showgirl, a Hero, Fireman (or Firewoman), Fallen Star, Performance Artist, a tragic Narcissist, Playa’ (as in lover of many), Don Juan de Marco – any Romantic
Virgo: you’re an intelligentsia, a lover of literature and spiritual purity. Anyone smart and competent appeals to you, the expert of the zodiac. You’re demure and sensual so call out your inner harlot by walking on the bright side of dark – a sexy nun, anyone?
Nurse, Doctor, Consort, Vesta or any Sacred Prostitute Goddess (a way to play it safely sexy!), Nun, Mother Superior, Dr. Phil, Virginia Woolf or other famous writer, Movie Critic, Intellectual, Mr. or Mrs. Fix-It, Crazed Life Coach
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I’ve often believed in the power of instant karma, the idea that what goes around can (relatively) instantly come around, makes sense to me. I trust that life ultimately fair, while knowing I may not fully understand what that means yet. But instant transformation is a harder sell. Excepting a temporary, superficial makeover, the work of true, deep change is a slow process. I guess it’s the psychologist in me: I am suspicious of shortcuts. I want the real.