Jupiter is stationing
at 22+ Leo
“Bareback Rider Thrills Excited Crowds…”

oneness with one’s animal provides poise
as Venus is re-emerging on an Ancient Bridge;
Metaphor meaning “To carry across,” be one such bridge.
And, look! what parts of our Dream Team selves do we see with her on that bridge?
With what skills and Medicines? to guide us from this war on life to dynamic cahooting with life, woo-hoo:
After the talk: the replay will be available here:
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Poet-ally Cici Pennington, has vowed, “to not post anything that gives attention fear, anger, hatred, misconceptions, nor will i comment at all on anyone’s post that does perpetuate those things. giving those things any attention at all means that energy is kept alive. we all gotta concentrate on the good things, the positive things, the magical deeply unique and powerful light we all possess..”
Cici’s brilliant dark-light reminding words:”I’m just saying, as we enter this most sacred time of the year, do not forget what the true meaning of this darkness means…..we enter the darkest time of the year now as if thru an open door, we have more access to the magical deepest faith in ourselves, we also open our hearts wider and wider, our souls need this as we ARE creatures of light and love….. to connect with all of this earth, the rocks, trees, waters, animals, touch them, speak to them, bring the light of them into you. Do not be faithless from a distance!!!! Touch. Connect. Love is all and everything.
Neptune provides the sound-track of kinned reverie that supports, guides, and protects the parts of us that seek to support, guide and protect:
We’ll play this wonderful song tonight, and here be the words,
whereby to more fully enter into reverent reverie…
(thanks to Nicola Clay for guiding encouragement.)
“Walking in the Air”
“We’re walking in the air
We’re floating in the moonlit sky
The people far below are sleeping as we fly
I’m holding very tight
I’m riding in the midnight blue
I’m finding I can fly so high above with you
Far across the world
The villages go by like dreams
The rivers and the hills
The forests and the streams
Children gaze open mouth
Taken by surprise
Nobody down below believes their eyes
We’re surfing in the air
We’re swimming in the frozen sky
We’re drifting over icy
Mountain floating by
Suddenly swooping low on an ocean deep
Arousing of a mighty monster from its sleep
We’re walking in the air
We’re floating in the midnight sky
And everyone who sees us greets us as we fly.”
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and, comme d’habitude, we shall animate the generous profferings of the guiding sky-earth- myth narrative:
