Remembering our Guiding Story
(Past the Disguises, historically assumed for Safety sake- Until Now!)
“After a long silence, Robert found strength to talk to his father. “So we’re not Christians, then, are we?”
“No.”
“Are we Jews then?”“No.”
“Is it Catholics we are?”
“No.”
“What are we then, Da?”
“We’re Irish, son,” he said quietly.”We’re Irish.”
(from the fantabulous novel, “Forever” by Pete Hamill)
“Cormac Samuel O”Connor learned that he and his father were not unique. Everywhere, men and women changed their names and embraced strange gods in order to live.”
Returning from exile, encouraged by
Whimsical Paradox
We discover the cellar in the attic, and other non-sense.
Metaphors Be With You!
The old ones, the spirits, are available to attend humble gatherings, without pretense.
I shall file a scouting report on an Ubanda, (Brazilian kin to Voudoun) gathering even , especially authentic in fluorescently lit church basement…
All wittily metaphoric, as in the Yucatan, at Solstice, where extravagant proclamations of human self-importance had less energy than nothing, while authenticity was disguised by the mundane, the village of Yaxchilan’s Children’s Play, for instance.
Gawdy Presumption has no energetic value, (huzzah!) humble authenticity, is a powerful no big deal…
We Sequester ourselves (ha-ha) by our hearth, an ancient blazing fire-place, around which we assemble this night, and through the remaining Winter (if you don’t have a fire-place, a candle will suffice.)
Energetic profound whimsy is one of our attitudinal Medicines:
Mars is the lead planet in Pisces at the wittily appropriate degree: “A purged clergy officiates anew…Clearing out blockages…” (Everyone blow your nose, to clear the collective head.) From the Vatican to the Nu-Age: “Spiritual reformation…Renewed perspectives redressing corrupt practices.”
Third Quarter Moon’s degree affirms the fun: “An Easter Sunrise Service – New Mornings. Renewal of Hope. Sharing a Dream. Dramatic come-backs: darkest hour before the dawn. Inner vitality winning out over outer circumstance.Unfolding glory of the cosmos.”
All planets are contained within an invitational crescent, whose defining rim is held by Saturn retrograde at Renaissance degree, on one side, and Ceres, Vesta, Jupiter holding the other: proffering deep jauntiness, for such is our Trickster Weird, to which we are dedicated.
Venus proclaims the race is on, Mercury provides our foxiness, the Sun provides the team, Jupiter provides a quiver filled with arrows, with compassion on their tip, and tyranny as their target.
