Pluto stationing: our teal -violet-indigo roots dive deeply into the nourishing dark, as the green fire of our nascent shoots aspire upwards.
Slow down to speed up, go down to rise up. Inward dedication magnetizes outward serendipity (Saturn, way inward, 150 degrees to Uranus, way outward.)
Saturn at 9+ Scorpio is rising at the “fellowship supper reunites old comrades” degree, while 11+ Scorpio – the Renaissance degree is rising as we convene.
Venus, having just entered her own Taurean realm of sensual strength is setting in the West, soon rendezvousing in opposition to Saturn, reminding us that:
embodied creativity, dedication to Beauty, serves as an invitation for powerful good to enter the world.
We are all invited to re-turn to some essential source, remembering something forgotten, that reminds us of our mission, whereby to “dree our weird.”
I find myself returning to my old buddy Carl Jung, and his team, as the nature of Jung’s contribution was guiding us to return- to fairy tales, alchemical texts, divinatory arts, all the treasures of human wisdom exiled from conventional discourse.
Marie-Louise von Franz’s “The Feminine in Fairy Tales,” says that fairy tales are compensatory, giving expression to that which has been exiled from orthodox narrative “fairy tales give expression to the neglected Feminine, and lost goddesses make their appearance.”
“Dreams and Fantasies tend to bring forth the ego maturity the child should have.” Intriguing topsy-turveying of grumpy admonitions that have defined maturity as a casting away of fantasy, when the reverse is true.
Our Fairy Tale Fancy is a current in full flow:
Grand trine in Water (Saturn trine Neptune trine Ceres.)
Persephone, and other Vernal Vixens are presiding over this season, even unto:
“Sleeping Beauty”, the girl disappearing from surface reality, into a 100 year sleep, dream, underworld, then awakening… returning, rising.
Mars serves to awaken her, exactly conjoining the Sun at 26+ Aries: “Through Imagination a Lost opportunity is Regained.”
We are desiring to invite all that is Beautiful – that’s been sleeping, dreaming, latent, absent to return inwardly and outwardly…
Outwardly by our inward Cultivation, Animation…and then Spiralling forth…as a diaspora of cultural pollen.
Time for the Mistresses of Peace to Arise within us all to send the Masters of War to the underworld where they learn knitting and weaving, that humility and manners may bloom in our species.
p.s. It delights me so, to see the birds taking the offering of Stella Coyote’s shed Winter coat fluff, for their nests. The fur of the predator keeps the babies warm.
At Spring twilight the bird-song of call and response assumes narrative lead, their serenade transcends the industrial hum, encouraging us to do so as well. Still time.
from ally Linda Weston: On Blessing soul light, beauty, inspiration, work, soul and prayer
By John O’Donohue
May the light of your soul guide you,
May the light of your soul bless the work you do with the secret
Love and warmth of your heart.
May you see in what you do the beauty of your own soul.
May the sacredness of your work bring healing, light and renewal
To those who work with you and to those who see and receive
Your work.
May your work never weary you.
May it release within you wellsprings of refreshments, inspiration
And excitement.
May you be present in what you do.
May you never become lost in the bland absences.
May the day never burden.
May dawn find you awake and alert, approaching your new day
With dreams, possibilities and promises.
May evening find you gracious and fulfilled.
May you go into the night blessed, sheltered and protected.
May your soul calm, console and renew you.
useful Mars article:http://mountainastrologer.com/tma/meeting-mars-inside-and-out