no tele*coyote tonight: Empire Salon | Max Blumenthal | Monday, December 2 | National Press Club

 

Old Story to New Story: “De’re Was Times. when all da creatures used to gather to segachuate, just like there ain’t been no fallin’ out, like there ain’t been no hard times, like they all remembered they were all kin,” (“Bre’r Rabbit”)

 

So yes, upon Grand Wazir Counsel, I will attend this (below) event on Israel and Palestine tonight as crucial field reporting, “dreeing my weird”…Will file scouting reports…and may (or may not) file live tweets (follow me on Twitter @Standupcoyote)….

So let us telepathically convene in our varied assignments tonight. All of us be reporters and story-tellers.

And wherever each of us be assigned to delve, please do file stories, Haiku, blessings in any Saturnine form that best serves your customized Mercury communication (poems, altars, journalling, field reporting. Imaginary desirable News Headlines etc.)

Here follows the chart for the New Moon tonight, from the White House (Press Club, where I’ll be, right next door)…We honor bringing into public awareness the complexity of the Middle East, Israel and Palestine. Let diagnosis be Dia-Gnosis, an engaging of all healing wisdom through critique.

A good New Moon vow:

May our critique always be dedicated to healing.

 

This New Moon’s “ruler” Jupiter, be in Cancer , history as the womb of time… journeying way back to re-solve old stories.

Tonight we begin our journey towards the combo Full Moon in Gemini – Uranus the Trickster stationing on December 16th. (Will be convening embodied council in San Rafael California that night at Open Secret Cultural Center. Stay tuned for Carolingian Solstice schedule as it glides into place. May it be so!)

 

Wherever we be, on whatever we be ruminating tonight, represents a realm of insight and opportunity for each of us to be agents of the Trickster Redeemer.
Re-search, report, bless and spiral forth. Let us lay the imagined pathway for our arrows to spirally whoosha-whoosha-whoosha!, tipped with compassion, with tyranny as its target, from which unfurls the liberating guiding global story of kinship and Reverent Renaissance Rising from the Rubble – all humans unified in desire to engage in democratic animism (humbly willing to be guided by Nature’s ingenuity to resolve our species’ rudeness, and align with Intelligence.)

 

 

Stationing Uranus provides the metaphor of  “Two Hands Conjuring Over a Crystal Ball.”  If you have a crystal ball, you might dust it off, bathe it, and gaze.  And if you don’t have a crystal ball, you might imagine you do.
Imagine gazing into a crystal ball in which you see yourself gazing into a crystal ball in which you see yourself……and so on.  like two mirrors facing each there, infinite corridors of time.