Pub of the Hurling Coyote Re-opens in Underworld!
August 23, 2010
6pm PDT, 9pm EDT
“Pilgrims Gather Around a Campfire ” (Saturn’s degree)
to celebrate.
Uuugh…the binding Spells have been strong – until now…
Let’s break them together.
Guided by Stella Coyote, we dig a beautiful triangular hole in the ground, into which we then hurl the toxins of the world,
and then with our long, elegant, pointed coyote noses, cover the hole back up, then dance on this burial mound.
Afterwords we celebrate at the pub with a drink from the waters of life.
Benefit of doubt clause (the “sanity clause”) – feel free to hurl risque’ things into the pit, for re-combobulation. Nothing is harmed, only metabolized….
all that is skookum will emerge cleansed, all not skookum becomes compost for the desirable.
This week: what we would like to hurl? Suggestions to prime the Saturn-Jupiter, constrict-expansion heaving:
the habitual use of the word “impact,”
” ” “empower”
the constraints of any organized religion,
any “story” that has become toxic (personal or collective),
shaman shadow syndrome,
specialness,
acronyms,
anything that serves colonialism,
cavalier use of plastic,
toxic mimics
human rudeness
dominion
dominance
despair
depression
abuses of power (by self or others, feel free to be specific and vast)
the habitual use of the phrases “global warming” or “climate change” (or any habitually used phrase that has lost its juju):
George Monbiot, about the recent UN Climate Change Conference in Copenhagen:
“…we have to stop calling it climate change. Using ‘climate change’ to describe events like this, with their devastating implications for global food security, water supplies and human settlements, is like describing a foreign invasion as an unexpected visit, or bombs as unwanted deliveries. It’s a ridiculously neutral term for the biggest potential catastrophe humankind has ever encountered. I think we should call it ‘climate breakdown.'”
Now, much of the above priming of purgative profferings is redundant…that’s OK, some poisons want to be thrown up in myriad forms and more than once…..
As we bid poignant farewell to Leo -Sun, we pack up the circus tents, re-convening in the Underworld,
entering the season of Virgo – Mercury Thoth-Hermes (now stationing retrograde until September 12th)
that we may Re-verse old spells.
The Full Moon lights the path of introspection, discernment, and the elegant art of language specificity.
After the fun of purging…The Hermit holds a lantern for us as to ascend, re-dedicated to our “Practiced Powers.”
All are encouraged to contribute, feeling free to purge – the personal, the collective…what would we like to hurl, purge into the redemptive pit?
What would we like to “re?”
Purging followed by toasting…
We like the contrast of crude expression “re-lief” followed by our elegant cahoots as “the pattern grows more intricate and subtle.” (Rilke)
all together now:
“Bluaagh…
followed by “Yip- Yip! Hurray”
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Hello All!
Cole here, Wilfrid’s mom. This was the first time he was able to join in.
I didn’t get to listen in as the conversation was taking place, as I was trying to get Wilfrid’s little brother to sleep — a seemingly impossible task, but maybe the full moon energy is playing in.
Anyway, I just now finished listening. What a great night! I am still laughing!
thanks, Caroline, for your very deep wisdom.
Blessings to all.
Wilfrid was a delight, Cole. Heartening to know that a mother supports, and a young person is interested in, Trickster work that encourages (Caroline’s words) “sane reverence and adorable and ingenious life, blooming in profusion.”