Tele*Coyote (3.23.2020)

Dark o Moon
New Moon 4+ Aries early Tuesday morning…
Green Fire, animating,
quickening creative endeavour…

“woof woof,” say the tendrils,
“swoosha-swoosh,” say the critters

New Moon Image: “Triangle with Wings-
capacity for self-transcending”

The Sun and Moon are allied with Chiron- that we have Mentors in Nature, and the deal is eager to be struck that we are willing to be
agents of Nature’s guiding mentors…For
whomever gets in touch, in   waking or
dreaming… The aesclepion is convening.

Introversion is our friend.

Even my screen saver that wafts words concurs:

seclusion | səˈklo͞oZHən | 
noun
the state of being private and away from other people: they enjoyed ten days of peace and seclusion. 
• archaic a sheltered or private place. 

And the education of desire always
contains a proviso, that persona
desire be in accord with collective good.

And we waft these blessings into the memosphere

Neptune chimes in on everything
“Is this the thing?
or the symbol of the thing? or both?

We are encouraged
to cook anger into desire…
Neptune proffers a dream blue-print
to the Mars exalted dedicated
structural plan hero/heroine…

Moon now at the Equinox degree…
Woman emerging from the sea – a seal
is embracing her…. Emerging from vastness
into individual animation, but always
remembering our alliance with seal kin…
without which – we would be lonely nothing.

So beautiful – the Moon, having just entered
Aries (Right as we are convening!!!!)
 collaboratively setxtiles Saturn, having just
entered Aquarius…)

Saturn is carrying all the depth
of the alliance with Pluto-Jupiter

gleaned from the Cauldron of Death and re-birth
into the realm of Community….
and Community embracing all our relations.

“Shalak Nai!” say the Gwitch’en

The Jupiter Saturn conjunction will occur
on the Winter Solstice of 2020,
setting the template for the next twenty years.

What we do now, sets the template.
How shall we gather
How shall we be guided into Council…?
we wonder…

Wonder attracts the molecules of manifestation.

“If we don’t change our direction –
we’re likely to end up where we’re headed.”
Ruben Snake

An Imagined Letter from Covid-19 to Humans
Stop. Just stop.
It is no longer a request. It is a mandate.
We will help you.

We will bring the supersonic, high speed merry-go-round to a halt
We will stop
the planes
the trains
the schools
the malls
the meetings
the frenetic, furied rush of illusions and “obligations” that keep you from hearing our
single and shared beating heart,
the way we breathe together, in unison.
Our obligation is to each other,
As it has always been, even if, even though, you have forgotten.

We will interrupt this broadcast, the endless cacophonous broadcast of divisions and distractions,
to bring you this long-breaking news:
We are not well.
None of us; all of us are suffering.
Last year, the firestorms that scorched the lungs of the earth
did not give you pause.
Nor the typhoons in Africa,China, Japan.
Nor the fevered climates in Japan and India.
You have not been listening.
It is hard to listen when you are so busy all the time, hustling to uphold the comforts and conveniences that scaffold your lives.
But the foundation is giving way,
buckling under the weight of your needs and desires.
We will help you.
We will bring the firestorms to your body
We will bring the fever to your body
We will bring the burning, searing, and flooding to your lungs
that you might hear:
We are not well.

Despite what you might think or feel, we are not the enemy.
We are Messenger. We are Ally. We are a balancing force.
We are asking you:
To stop, to be still, to listen;
To move beyond your individual concerns and consider the concerns of all;
To be with your ignorance, to find your humility, to relinquish your thinking minds and travel deep into the mind of the heart;
To look up into the sky, streaked with fewer planes, and see it, to notice its condition: clear, smoky, smoggy, rainy? How much do you need it to be healthy so that you may also be healthy?
To look at a tree, and see it, to notice its condition: how does its health contribute to the health of the sky, to the air you need to be healthy?
To visit a river, and see it, to notice its condition: clear, clean, murky, polluted? How much do you need it to be healthy so that you may also be healthy? How does its health contribute to the health of the tree, who contributes to the health of the sky, so that you may also be healthy?

Many are afraid now.
Do not demonize your fear, and also, do not let it rule you. Instead, let it speak to you—in your stillness,
listen for its wisdom.
What might it be telling you about what is at work, at issue, at risk, beyond the threats of personal inconvenience and illness?
As the health of a tree, a river, the sky tells you about quality of your own health, what might the quality of your health tell you about the health of the rivers, the trees, the sky, and all of us who share this planet with you?

Stop.
Notice if you are resisting.
Notice what you are resisting.
Ask why.

Stop. Just stop.
Be still.
Listen.
Ask us what we might teach you about illness and healing, about what might be required so that all may be well.
We will help you, if you listen.

-Kristin Flyntz 3.12.2020