Welcoming the Return of Mars and Venus to the World Stage:
Shadow and Light – the dance of Venus returning as Mars goes direct
opportunities abound for back-stage dosey-doe reversals!
March 8, 2010
6pm PT, 9pm ET
Now is the Darkening of the Moon conjoining Pluto on International Women’s Day
Woo-Hoo!
while Venus extends her vacation in the Underworld (at my latitude. Has any of our scouts seen her yet, just after sunset?)
preparing her world Medicine for the next stage of human culture:
May informed reverence for life, and a willingness to cooperate with everything assume cultural leadership.
She trines, is in harmonious accord with Mars stationing, emerging from the back-stage shadows, direct March 10th at 0 degrees Leo, desire and energy return to the realm of outward expression after long Winter (Mars retrograded one day before the Winter Solstice.) Mars’ degree = “bursting with energy, desire and creative passion. Spiritual fire re-ignited.”
The tryst of Venus and Mars give birth to their daughter Harmonia.
The Green Fire of spring’s vitality pushes up through the frozen crust of our own lassitude and no longer desirable melodramas, that we may participate in the grand theatre of democratic animism.
We are preparing to transform the poisoned cup of wine we’ve all been handed and toast the vitality of compassion with St. Patrick…that we may all be the anti-dote to tyrannical sociopathic illusory self-interest, which has been unduly prominent. Let’s reverse this, may the theatre of compassionate ingenuity, Trickster’s middle name, compost sociopathy (contempt for kinship.)
“The secret to directing is collaborating.” (Kathryn Bigelow and Saturn in Libra)
Saturn in Libra – “Let the beauty we love be the beauty we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the earth.” Rumi
Spring always invites us to re-dedicate to emergent life, but never more so than now, at this time of Dire Beauty.
“We are living in exceptional times. Scientists tell us that we have 10 years to change the way we live, avert the depletion of natural resources and the catastrophic evolution of the Earth’s climate.
The stakes are high for us and our children. Everyone should take part in the effort, and HOME has been conceived to take a message of mobilization out to every human being.”
YouTube Video – HOME
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Don’t Forget!
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LISTEN TO THE RECORDING
Tricksters Call 03_08_10
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My friend Carolyn Raffensperger says the following (and we will animate this possibility on this week’s Visinary Activist Show – Thursday March 11th 2 pm pst http://www.kpfa.org
“I dreamed last night that environmentalists found a warp in the space-time continuum and we moved our work up to the future to prepare the way. Only the enviros moved ahead, the rest of the world stayed in old time. We knew it was the only thing that would allow the world to have a sporting chance.”
Anyone whom is interested in astronomical view. Especially about our Moon and Sun and other Planets. Connection with different sites and time zones.
http://www.shadowandsubstance.com/
from our call, splendid contribution from our ally:
Suzanne Edminster –
Hi Caroline— Saints….St. Pat alternative…
I like Patrick, but there is a great girl saint, St. Brigid … she’s also a spring saint. As a young woman she heard Patrick preach so she’s in his lineage. She’s a patron of babies, cows, scholars, co-ed conjoined monasteries/nunneries, travelers, blacksmiths, beer. What’s not to like?
She wrote a great blessing… see below… read to end.
Love the last two lines.
BLESSING
from St. Bridey…
I would like the angels of Heaven to be among us. I would like an abundance of peace. I would like full vessels of charity. I would like rich treasures of mercy. I would like cheerfulness to preside over all. I would like Jesus to be present. I would like the three Marys of illustrious renown to be with us. I would like the friends of Heaven to be gathered around us from all parts. I would like myself to be a rent payer to the Lord; that I should suffer distress, that he would bestow a good blessing upon me. I would like a great lake of beer for the King of Kings. I would like to be watching Heaven’s family drinking it through all eternity.
– Saint Brigid
I thought it was wonderful how Venus and Mars became Brigid and Patrick, beer and wine, and harmoniously waltzed (trine) toward the Vernal Equinox together !
I highly recommend the website http://saints.sqpn.com .
It is literate and charming. They call it “Notes about your extended family in heaven,” and ask, “Who’s the patron of your state (political or spiritual)?” For example, if you need a cat blessing, you can cross-reference and find St. Gertrude, patron saint of cats… gold and silver mice milagros left at her shrine. Endless fun. And so this night my goat boat is moored on the lake of beer, in excellent company.
What a lovely blessing from St. Bridey and informative Web site from Suzanne E. Thanks for sharing those!
In response to Carolyn Raffensberger’s comment: I’ve just finished reading the 1991 book, “Mutant Message from Down Under”, about an American woman’s “fictional” (hm?) walkabout in Australia with a group of Aborigines. So much wisdom there!
In a chapter on social security, the author writes that the purpose of the plant kingdom is to feed animals and humans, to hold the soil together, to enhance beauty, to balance the atmosphere. The plants and trees sing to us humans silently, and all they ask in return is for us to sing to them.
(For 15 minutes each morning the group formed a close-knit semicircle facing east to chant, stomp, clap hands, beat on their thighs, etc.)
As spring arrives may we sing to the plants and trees in gratitude for their existence.
Carolyn R.’s dream has been tickling my brain. It is because of something I learned recently about how Christian Scientists heal themselves. Apparently, through the power of prayer they move over into a reality in which the illness does not exist! The possiblities are intriguing. Can we side step, or perhaps dos-i-doe, into a reality that is celebratory, regenerative and full of sizzle?
From the Portland Askelpian~
Caroline frequently seeds my dreams, but they have been dominated this winter with dreams of packing & moving, deciding on where I was moving to after graduate school, looking at maps of the USA and noting where glaciers will likely melt and the rivers they will feed–mostly throughout the Rocky Mtn range (my grad school tenure was in Missoula MT)–I didn’t realize maybe I was dreaming for Hal and the rest o’ the team~
Piscean future-scout dream report:
I went to visit a coastal water & garden healing center along the Oregon coast. Coastal towns that had died out under the traditional elder economy were now invested in by R&D corporations working with the gov’t to work with ocean-related agriculture, environmental preservation, transport, energy, animal husbandry for sea life and human healing. Built above the coastal tsunami limits, hospitals of (what we now call) alternative healing worked with the gardens supplied by the rich volcanic soil and other ocean-bound nutrient foods. Environmental advocates would be there to serve preservation of water, streams, rivers and toxins affecting mammals and humans; shipping lanes in relation to cetacean migration routes would be monitored and maintained, the pacific rim of fire (volacanoes and earthquakes) would be seen as an invaluable earth process to observe and monitor.
Out in the ocean on floating platforms specific research and healing temples were set, where humans were learning sonic-speak/toning/cetacean tribal languages and in turn, cetaceans would diagnose and treat those especially sensitive to this tribe of Beings. (The dolphins and deep sea creatures of jelly fish and squid volunteered to be healers as they entered the human temple water under the platform). Nuns & monks would spend extended time on the platform as they learned the oral song histories of different animal groups/cultures.
Other healing centers directly related to wildlife of coastal waters and rehabilitation (of both animals and humans) dotted the coast at appropriate land centers–at Astoria, OR there was a children’s rehab center where they worked with re-gaining physical play skills by working with sea otters and the salmon run there. Our alaskan friend David Grimes was there singing and playing with the kids on the riverbank as otters would slide up and down the muddy banks of the Columbia.
I was so happy in the dream that we humans had found our devotion to the source of life on this planet: water.