Voyage to the Bunny Planet
“Far Beyond the Earth and Stars,
20 light years south of Mars,
spins the gentle Bunny Planet
– and the Bunny Queen is Janet –
for here’s the day that should have been.”
(redemptive opportunity to either change past stories,
or glean supportive solace and guiding from the re-telling…)
Liberating Story!
We live in a story-telling, conversational creation
everything telling us its story,
by shape, color, rhythm, song-
and if we merely approached the world
with informed reverent curiosity-
and a dedicated availability
to participatory conversing….
we’d all be back in the dance,
the Choreography of Creation
Back in the embrace of Big Mama Moon,
rising in the East for our convening,
at that resonant degree,
“A person in deep gloom,
unnoticed a glowing circle of angels surrounds them.”
When we gather – we be the glowing circle of angels…
The More the Merrier the Monday Magnetizing Mojo
ma ma ma ma ma-mmmmm
Celebrating the letter M
(very comforting sound, kinned with “wuzza-wuzza….”)
&
What deep delving fun –
our guest Trickster co-cahooter tonight is Sophie Strand
(whom I radio hosted 2 Thursdays ago,
here be the link)
And our Rising 28+ Libra be,
“Men toiling in a Dark Pit –
a woman calmly lowers a rope.”
Regardless of temporary gender assignment –
Let’s all be that woman!
And the Moon and Ascendant trine Jupiter –
Intelligence of Story-telling, journeying, blessing.
Sun and Chiron quintile Pluto,
by crystal gazing, and giving fresh expression
to old stories, symbols, we are granted grace
to traverse the Underworld of soil,
converse with the mycelia…
Troubadour Mars, 15+ Gemini =
“Woman/Man gives rousing speech on behalf of the Earth.”
trining Saturn, so our devotion is effective dedication,
that will magnetize the Uranus in Taurus
conversing with Flora Fauna…
in accord with our “dreeing our weird,”
“Playing our role in destiny.”
Squares Mercury Neptune,
so our magic back-packs be full of metaphors
to magnetize into matter…
sextiles Ceres: Always crazy about Ceres’ degree:
“A woman calmly weaving a magical basket out of serpents.”
and the Sun, “ruler of a Nation,”
that Flora Fauna may inaugurate desirable,
collaborative leadership,
bestowing the art of the Unifying Story
on us befoibled humans…
(and much more)
We shall bring the guiding chart alive within us…
Not yet sure where our Story will take us tonight,
but here’s an example of Sophie’s prolific offerings:
Sophie Strand
Osiris: The Original Green Man
“The fields laugh…the God’s offering descends,” reads one of the earliest references to the god Osiris in the Old Kingdom Pyramid texts. The texts, carved into stone, date back to around 2,300 BCE, planting Osiris in a world so far removed from ours that any attempt to enter it resembles a dreamer trying to recount a dream. Thankfully the Egyptians were highly skilled artisans with a penchant for storytelling, monuments, and memorializing their rituals, thoughts, and funerary rites. Like a constellation draws the stars into a larger picture, we can use these material fragments to constellate an image – a dream – of the vegetal God of the Underworld. We have numerous images of Osiris, painted on scrolls, etched into limestone, molded from gold and grass and mud. In almost all of them he is depicted as Green, wearing the feathered Atef headdress that prefigures his feathered hawk son Horus. His legs are often bound with mummy wrapping, firmly attaching his lower half to the Underworld and the regenerative cycle of dirt and death. I also see this fusion of legs as an echo of older Paleolithic serpent gods and goddesses. His human form is emerging from the underworld and from the snakeskin of an older, less anthropocentric order of divinity. Osiris straddles elements and species. He is born of sky and dirt: his father the land god Geb and his mother the sky god Nut. His child will be a bird. He holds the crook and flail. The crook represents his ability to work with animals, specifically sheep. And the flail will thresh the wheat. His responsibility to both the world of plants and animals literally crosses his heart. He slips in and out of sober and systematic cultivation of fields and plants and the dreamier realm of ecstatic intoxication, introducing beer and fermentation to his people, traveling the world with his wife Isis to share his potent sacrament. His worship is associated with the ba, soul. The word ba was associated with the ram and worship of the horned animal. Clearly, we have arrived at a more ancient Green Man, wearing the horns and green skin that will later soften into the scenery and accomplices of more human gods like Dionysus and Cernunos and Pan.
Unlike the vegetal gods that follow him, connected no doubt by a lively mycelium below ground, Osiris is not in control of the elements. No. He is the elements, the Nile river itself. He doesn’t passively watch as the shores flood, nourishing the soil. His body is the river, swelled by monsoons in the highlands of current day Ethiopia. And withering into death and the underworld during seasons of drought. Modern day myth analysis tells us that Osiris is a dying, resurrecting god. But it is more accurate to say that he is a thinning and thickening river, a seasonal manifestation. A riverine process that is rightly honored as divine. And the Osirian river flows right into the fields, “making them laugh”. This short line, from over four thousand years ago, is the potent green dream Osiris still offers us. The river is a god. The fields are alive. The God is less being, and more relationship: water and soil mixing to make fertile loam. Yeasts and wheat and heat fermenting into sacrament. Sky and earth. Animal and plant. In a version of the Osirian myth homologous to the current day, the Green God arrives just at the moment when the sun God Ra has almost overheated the world to the point of death. But aided by the cunning of his powerful wife Isis, he manages to overcome the older god and offer his cooling waters to the baked land. We are living in a time of ecological entropy. The sun God Ra is our own addiction to progress. We need, more than ever, the cooling waters of different stories. To quote Einstein, “We cannot solve our problems with the same thinking we used when we created them”. Osiris teaches us how to think like a river, how to think like an ecosystem of interconnection. We need to make decisions from the standpoint of relationships, rather than the fictional idea of isolated species. As we think differently, pray differently, we might just be able to hear differently, too. Suddenly, one day, the river overflows, and the fields explode in laughter.
Further Reading: Living with the Gods by Neil MacGregor, The Tree of Meaning by Robert Bringhurst, Osiris: the God of Resurrection by E. A. Wallis.
Conversations abounding
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“The crows descended, cawing loudly, as soon as Buigues entered the backyard the next day. She began, she told me later, by offering soothing words, and sending the birds unspoken messages: that she came in peace, that she was there to help. They quieted almost immediately.”
The Crow Whisperer
By Lauren Markham | Harper’s Magazinehttps://harpers.org/archive/2021/04/the-crow-whisperer-animal-communicators/
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We shall honor Sunday’s Full Moon equinoctial tide…
whooweeee
Our Moon translates that light….
Full Moon Tide liberates Evergiven:
“From the outset, when winds of more than 70 miles per hour whipped up the sands surrounding the Suez Canal into a blinding storm and the Ever Given ran aground, the forces of nature have played an outsize role in the drama that has disrupted the free flow of goods and oil around the planet. Since the 1,300-foot cargo ship laden with nearly 20,000 containers found itself wedged in the single lane of the canal, salvage teams have had to calculate complicated questions regarding not just engineering and physics, but also meteorology and earth science. And no natural phenomenon has been as critical as the tides.”
Suez Canal Live Updates:
The Ever Given Is Free, Clearing Way for Traffic to Resume
The forces of nature, from the moon to the wind, played a key role in the crisis.
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Nutrient rich, resonant podcast…
maybe start at minute 30, or later…
or all the way to the very last story…
redemptive power of fantasy….
The Story of Your Life (Hidden Brain)
We can’t go back and change the past. We can’t erase trauma and hardship. But what if there was a way to regain control of our personal narratives? In the second part of our series on storytelling, we look at how interpreting the stories of our lives — and rewriting them — can change us forever.
Listen online: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/hidden-brain/id1028908750?i=1000513988116
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