Metaphysics of the Miraculous Mondane

 

After the talk: the replay will be available here:

I was  awakened this morning by a bird dropping a purple dragon on my head. Truly.

Somehow, the wind (or Stella Coyote!) had blown/kicked open the door (so the storm could come in. All night. Without my knowing. Recommend reading Terry Prachett’s “Wintersmith.”)

A bird had flown into the house and tipped a fabulous purple dragon from a shelf onto my head. Allowing me, as the first act of this snow holy day, to successfulyy guide the bird to freedom. Witty augury.

Meanwhile kitty Lyra Light Foot, now going by the moniker, Miracle Kitty, remains, against all odds, voraciously hungry and full of will to live. So I gaze at monstrosity (giant, amazing, omg tumor filling her mouth. Whoa, truly whoa, slow down there, fella, surely we can work out some deal?) within beauty. She is beautiful.

And we are all learning to gaze, with equanimity and compassion, at the truly monstrous, still contained and framed by beauty. Ahhh, amazing, all of it.

Rooting for beauty .”In All Things Great and Small – We See the Beauty of the Divine Expression,” (says statement 6, Tiphareth in The Pattern on the TrestleBoard.”

She devours food, canna-pet, and herbal tincture, wants the faucet on for her to both gaze at, toilette, and drink from moving water.  And when I hold my hands around her body, visualizing orange light all around her – she purrs.

Fluid re stories.

We are all in the fluid shape-shifting now. Let us all tend, with un-flinching gaze, urselves and the world with loving acceptance and Reciprocal Blessing.

 

The weather is snowing stories.

Everything will be more available to cahooting if we preface all by the framing as a dream or the beginning of a fairy tale.

Remember Gioia Timpanelli, keeper of story-telling lore, says as a traditional fairy tale opening: “There are five ways of traveling: walking, crawling, flying, swimming – and how we travel now! – woo-hoo”…

O, look-feel! Venus has returned to her Winter Solstice stationing degree of 28+ Capricorn “A Gypsy Reading Tea Leaves.” She is emerging from the retrograde shadow into full divinatory- pragmatic mysticism -Democratic Animism Now! – and we with her.

Mercury stationing – direct (aka “apparent forward motion”) – “Forest Fire (wow in Norway now- in Winter) finally subdued, Skill and Courage necessary to guide destructive potential to accord. Faith in self to collaborate with higher “Powers.” Whether, cancer cells or Russia invading Crimea, or massive life-threatening climate instability, set in motion by human heedlessness.

So let’s heed.

Mars stationing retrograde on Saturday past’s New Moon. The aggressor always loses. “Person in Deep Gloom, Glowing Circle of Angels Surrounds them.” We all be all, in gloom, and angels.

Jupiter stationing trine the New Moon, willing to unfurl into molecular reality (Thursday) the all inclusive life honoring guiding story of collaborative kinship.

Life is swooshing before us the beguiling opportunity,to conjure, animate, magnetize and spiral forth the Dream Medicine Mythos.

 

So much generous opportunity being proffered to us (into which we delve this night, power holding, may it be so!) “to keep our small boats afloat – when so many have gone down in the storm.

Meanwhile this New Moon has animated the Tibetan New Year of the Wood Horse. Our Story Horse awaits, snuffling its warm breath in anticipation of the adventure.