The three initiates stand at the cusp of the warfront, amassed in an aftermath of great battle. Here was where great men were put to the test, some raised and others fallen, left to the dregs of violent karmic pension. An ambush by the battalions of the greater sky, where none were left without scars, all aspected to the only constant of transformational warfare: relentless and uncompromising change.
The cosmic twins stay near each other, huddled in the familiar warmth of presence.
"One could say that was rough," proclaims the Messenger. "I don't even remember half of what happened. And, that's saying something."
"I can sense the shadows of our fathers and grandfathers," his double, the Morningstar, replies. "But it as if they are asleep, and have long since been. Was it long, the battle? Was it so severe?"
Suddenly, the three receive flashes of pain through their heads. Visions of agony, terrorized death, and pools of blood entrenched on the battlefield fill their minds.
"i remember," called the Warrior. "We were all here, fighting for our lives. Another climax from the throes of our grandfathers' struggle to perpetuate mortal change. It nearly wiped out the whole of memory. All of metaphor would have been lost. Now, they rest. We rise. And the mortals, one by one."
"The universe has been scarred," the Morningstar sings. "I feel a great trauma swept across the billion worlds."
The Messenger and the Warrior exchanged glances, responding in silence, neither daring to bring a response to words, neither wishing to dwell upon the implications of such an event.
"We rise," the Messenger repeated. "And so, we continue to tell the story."
"The resting colossi speak to me," the Morningstar shuts her eyes, and begins to chant the ancient hymns of the vestals. "We approach a time of great dreaming. A new reality approaches, a co-creative dreamtime, where each initiate is held responsible for the direction of their lives. Now is the time to turn the gaze inward, into the entirety of the cosmos within, body and blood as sacrament, and understand consciousness as individual manifestation of God. We are the priests and priestesses of our selves."
"They nearly destroyed us, all of us, all of it, with they're senseless games!" spat the Warrior. "She channels a sacred wisdom when the true enemy has finally been revealed, twist ending and all! The old gods are growing clumsy, with age. Now is the time to strike."
"Look--over there," Mercury calls, softly. In the distance, the shape of an ancient centaur roams the battlefield. He seems to be covered in a transient haze, stepping in and out of their vision with erratic motion.
"Chiron," Mars replies. "He is alone, wandering the battlefield now covered in distant dreams, entering in and out of the many worlds."
"He continues to drink in the realm of the fishes, diving deeper into the great ocean, uncorking multitudes of karmic pain; only to be processed, released, sometimes with great resistance. The great shaman of man, destined to be misunderstood."
"I don't like it," the Warrior says, all eyes fixed on the ephemeral centaur. "Man does not need a shaman, but a sword for the mind. Let them keep their destinies. They do not yet deserve his grace."
"And yet, he gives from his fount freely as a cascading jar of endless light."
"Why have you come to our world, centaur…" the Warrior mused to himself.
"A warning," Venus continues. "The sacred flame must lead during this time of transition, for sake of becoming lost in the great sea of dreams. Even the Lord of Time has unwound his clock, letting loose the chaos of unpredictability onto the world. We are given the task of becoming the individual lords of our own time, unearthing the intrinsic mysteries of the co-creative, unknown self. Grasp this understanding, and--"
"That's enough," the Messenger states. "We will not speak of the death of gods just yet."
The Morningstar jolts herself to awareness with a short intake of breath. "The Great Mirror blesses me with an understanding of myself, even though I cannot bring the knowledge to voice. The ancient goddesses are alive in my blood. I feel them pulsing, thriving, ripening to awaken. I am scared."
"I am too," Mercury stated, gesturing to Mars. "And so is he, whether or not he wants to admit it. The most important thing is that we are here. Even I, the right hand of God, had experienced a tinge of fear at our impending doom. But, as such, we are still alive. We have earned the right to carry on."
The Warrior put his arms around the Morningstar, and, after a long embrace, looked at her tenderly. "You can do this."
She nodded, humbly, tears welling in her eyes, and took a moment to appreciate the love that surrounded her, and how lucky she was to have them. How lucky they were to have each other.
"I know."
for the learn'd astrologer:
7:33 AM - 6/22/13 - 2 degrees Capricorn
At the apex of last month's eclipse season, we somehow survived another direct aspect of the cycling Pluto/Uranus square. Each one seems to be bringing more transitory violence into our shifting lives, whether it be emotional, physical, or spiritual. The challenge continues. Four more to go, folks. Change has never been more volatile.
While the full moon rests in Capricorn, nurturing Cancer plays the dominant hand in the culmination of this cycle, as Mercury, Venus and the asteroid Vesta make their way through the last decant of the sign, whereas Sol has only just arrived on the cusp of the solstice. After the raging calamity of the eclipses, now is a time to focus on family, hearth, and home. At the same time, expect unresolved emotional issues to rear themselves forward, especially in the next few days.
Venus directly conjuncts the goddess Vesta, whereas only two cycles prior she was conjunct Pallas during an eclipse. If Pallas represents youthful independence, Vesta is the veiled grandmother goddess of hearth and home. She is the keeper of the sacramental flame, remaining unmarried due to an unparalleled devotion to the divine. She is the epitome of mature, sexual feminine empowerment. The tantrika rather than the dominatrix. This is a time to both expand your sexual horizons and also take control of your urges, channelling them into productive creativity. Ask Vesta to guide you through the foggy Cancerean mist. And, let her be on top for once.
The fabled grand water trine between the Sun, Neptune and Saturn brings an enormous amount of luck and creative potential. However, as the north node of destiny progresses through weaponized Scorpio, there is still the chance of hard lessons being learned, if we don't wise up (that Aimee Mann song from Magnolia comes to mind). Saturn goes direct on July 8th after a five-month retrograde period, and he will get right to work at correcting your path. Imagine you are training with an ancient, strict, uncompromising kung fu master, who, after starting you off, left you alone for several years. Now, he has returned. Do you think he will have some things to say about your posture?
This, of course, comes during Mercury's own 3 1/2 week retrograde period. The only prescription for this intensity is focusing all of your energy within. Mercury will be retrograding in Cancer, and we might grow confused about the past and develop a sentimental fondness for the attachments in our life. If you are in any sort of commitment, you may find yourself going back and forth between options. Remember, retrograde is not a time for making big decisions when under stress, especially, in this case, emotional ones.
Ironically, these same aspects are commissioning serious creative potential into our lives. The full moon will illuminate the dreams that may be squandering about in your mortal noggin. Take a large chunk of Sunday and Monday to meditate on the type of dream you want to live. Strike while this iron is hot. Then, when Mercury turns inward, transition into a period of deep emotional processing and transition.
Tend to the garden of your mind, so that flora is bountiful and luscious. Otherwise, your plot will grow stagnant with memories of the past and half-dead flowers. Do your mind a favor and euthanize what may be dying. A clean death will facilitate the new life begging to be sustained. Right now, the stars want you to thrive. However, in order to do so, we must let go of the past.
Once Jupiter falls into the trine around mid-July, blessings from the young king will enhance the imaginative potential, and bring blessings toward home. There would be great danger of getting lost in the clouds, if not for stern Saturn keeping your feet on the ground. Meditate on a prehistoric crocodile's tail keeping you connected to the earth--you will want to wander off into dreams, but if you stay focused on your chosen path, and keep the energy directed inward, you await massive benefits come August.
Remove your mind, study, meditate, and trust. Force nothing and no one into being. Only go with the effortless choices that fill you with happiness, peace, and grace. A thousand times, go within. It is very important to keep your energy contained. If you can go without sex, do it. On the other hand, the Venus/Vesta conjunction suggests some kind of sexual liberation, whether it be through union with another or a transpersonal relationship to the divine. When Mercury exits his shadow period in August, expect the fruits of the love you have given yourself to manifest in ways beyond your imagination.
The planets have not been this kind, lately. Though life may seem muddled and confusing, there is a hidden recipe here for you to take complete creative control of your life, and to have fun doing it. There is no other; only you.
Mars in Gemini squares Chiron in Pisces, as wounds from the past are the only encumbrance against the initiate. However, this is yet another opportunity to get to know your karmic processes and make peace with them. Mars is fickle in Gemini, but he's good at isolating friendships and parts of the mind that assist intention.
Mars is conjunct Pallas, a goddess of wisdom. The intellectual may be asked to pay mediator with our friends. Pallas grants sharp guidance to the warrior's sword, granting knowledge of weak points and the aim of surgical dexterity. Use this precision to remove mental distractions.
Jupiter is also still in Gemini. Blessings are added to discernment and clarity of the mind. Get all of your thinking done now, before being immersed in all of this water. Post questions, live curiously, make new friends, and tickle your brain with humor.
Finally, the Moon stands as the centerpiece in Capricorn, sextiling Saturn and Neptune in the grand trine. Luna keeps the energy heavily grounded in the reflection of the self, and your objective life. Whatever that reflection is, when it hits, it's going to hit hard. Be ready to accept the structure of your life at face value. The architecture, wiring, and intricate plumbing system is revealed. Have you been keeping a good home, practicing the old axiom, "the body is a temple?" If not, now's the time to start giving tithes.
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