no tele*coyote tonight! (9.07.2015)

 

Yo Team,
at beach, declaring Labor Day a Holy Day for all Tricksters
Caroline at Beach
Caroline sending greetings- even me at buddy’s 8 am yoga class.
so no literal tele*coyote tonight
 
but virtual telepathic communion wildly available,
Let’s toast each other with plucky Trickster grace at 9 pm edt
 
and I am aspiring to rise before dawn tomorrow, to see Venus fully emerging from the Atlantic Ocean, dancing stationing at the Mardi Gras degree. (Remember in New Orleans the musicians emerge from the funeral homes to begin the parade. Venus re-enters the world on her “changing hearts global tour.” She is accompanied by initiated Mars (19+ Leo “Zuni Indians perform majestic ritual to the Sun!”) trining Uranus (19+ Aries – “girl feedimg swans – mythic-fairy tale-is the reality.”)…With exact wooza-wooza to Chiron at 19+ Pisces (table set for evening meal,” of sumptuous metaphors…”
 
So it’s not “what’s gonna happen” – but  “how are we gonna dance?”
and with Venus also wooza-wooza-ing Pluto, and the imminent Saturday eclipse:”What would be the most surprising, desirable, playful, liberating, hearts boundaried and in full wide-open blooming, Medicine to be ladled out of the kerfufle cauldron?” we wonder.
(Oppressor seeking the medicine of what he oppresses, so let’s provide the tonic.)
 
We are artists of atmosphere, conjuring the empathic swirling swoosh where the desirable can happen…So now – by just loving everyone, we are danced into place. We are all unique experiments,willing to be agents of synchronicity with which creation speaks with itself.
 
 
Also, cannot recommend highly enough Terry Pratchett’s latest and last, he’las book : “The Shepherd’s Crown.”
So fantabulously profoundly pertinent witty deep trust-worthy narrative.
 
Today: “It was one of those days that you put away and remember.”
“A shamble is a witch’s aid to inner concentration, and always has to be made right there and then, when needed to catch the moment.”
 
“Witches don’t have leaders, of course, but everyone  knew that Granny Weatherwax had been the best leader they didn’t have.”
 
re self-doubt:”But her Second Thoughts then leaped up in her head, challenging her. Why? Why not do things differently? Why should we do things how they have always been done before? And something inside her thrilled to the challenge.”
 
With Venus, we are preparing ourselves for this time of Big Transistion, where we stand guard at the thresholds, dissolving the up-to-no-good, while inviting the good to enter the world at this time of Dire Beauty
 

Venus arriving to help celebrate Marie Laveau’s Birthday, on Thursday!
Dark of Moon Solar Eclipse 20 + Virgo

Venus invites everyone to slip inside her house:

 13th floor elevator:

“Bedoin tribes ascending
From the egg into the flower,
Alpha information sending
State within the heaven shower
From disciples the unending
Subtleties of river power
They slip inside this house as they pass by

If your limbs begin dissolving
In the water that you tread
All surroundings are evolving
In the stream that clears your head
Find yourself a caravan
Like Noah must have led
And slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

True conception, knowing why
Brings even more than meets the eye
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

In this dark we call creation
We can be and feel and know
From an effort, comfort station
That’s surviving on the go
There’s infinite survival in
The high baptismal glow.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you’ve sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Live where your heart can be given
And your life starts to unfold
In the forms you envision
In this dream that’s ages old
On the river layer is the only sayer
You receive all you can hold
Like you’ve been told.

Every day’s another dawning
Give the morning winds a chance
Always catch your thunder yawning
Lift your mind into the dance
Sweep the shadows from your awning
Shrink the fourfold circumstance
That lies outside this house don’t pass it by.

Higher worlds that you uncover
Light the path you want to roam
You compare there and discover
You won’t need a shell of foam
Twice born gypsies care and keep
The nowhere of their former home
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

You think you can’t, you wish you could
I know you can, I wish you would
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

Four and twenty birds of Maya
Baked into an atom you
Polarized into existence
Magnet heart from red to blue
To such extent the realm of dark
Within the picture it seems true
But slip inside this house and then decide.

All your lightning waits inside you
Travel it along your spine
Seven stars receive your visit
Seven seals remain divine
Seven churches filled with spirit,
Treasure from the angels’ mine
Slip inside this house as you pass by.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

The space you make has your own laws
No longer human gods are cause
The center of this house will never die.

There is no season when you are grown
You are always risen from the seeds you’ve sown
There is no reason to rise alone
Other stories given have sages of their own.

Draw from the well of unchanging
Its union nourishes on
In the right re-arranging
Till the last confusion is gone
Water-brothers trust in the ultimust
Of the always singing song they pass along.

One-eyed men aren’t really reigning
They just march in place until
Two-eyed men with mystery training
Finally feel the power fill
Three-eyed men are not complaining.
They can yo-yo where they will
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Don’t pass it by.”

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