“That is why, brother, I became a madcap Baul. No master I obey, nor injunctions, canons or custom. Now no men-made distinctions have any hold on me, And I revel only in the gladness of my own welling love. In love there’s no separation, but commingling always. So I rejoice in song and dance with each and all.”
Rabindra Nath Tagore
The Hibbert Lecture, Oxford, 1930

Rabindra summing it up – so the way to go….

So Let’s Play Baul!

July 18, 2011
6pm PDT, 9pm EDT

Active Metaphoric Conjuring Time.

I’m re-placing the toxic term “viral,” (as in “going…”) with the wittily juju effective “spiral.”

Yes the collapse of (Volde)Murdoch Empire is going spiral……with a giant sucking sound as it swirls into the vortex. And we’re happy to help.

So it’s time to further animate our metaphoric potencies…for Cultural High Jinx.
Aikido- the strategic tap that leads to torque…energetic leverage…furthers things along their necessary collapse, and the liberated energy being guided into the desirable.
Magnetizing Metaphor into Matter. That’s the ticket.
Especially in this current field, when small deft focused dedication can set things swirling.

So absolutely Wiccan Leaks – “Let all that which is not dedicated to the greatest fun good for all beings – be swept into Pluto’s cauldron to be cooked into compost nutrient for Culture of playful ingenuity!”

Woof-Woof Wanna Play?!

Because we are friends of all souls we are friends of accountability (Saturn) (Trining Vesta. Divestment time.) Because it’s not good for anyone to get away with tyranny – (missing the whole point of life.)

Saturn trining Vesta… at the Guard Dog degree (Ronald Reagan’s Sun degree… “Guard dog guarding Masters gold”…well by the powers of metaphoric cahooting, we divest those few who are not yet dedicated to collective well-being. And animate the dogs guarding the commonwealth.

Meanwhile late-breaking ancient news over the weekend:

“Dawn spacecraft keeps her date with asteroid Vesta 117m miles away

Measurements by Dawn of the asteroid Vesta will provide a window into the formation of the solar system on to Ceres… going back in time….”

“http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2011/jul/15/dawn-spacecraft-asteroid-vesta

Discovered: March 29, 1807 by Heinrich Wilhelm Olbers of Germany (fourth asteroid discovered)
–Rotation: Once every 5 hours, 20 minutes

About the length of Arizona, it appears to have a surface of basaltic rock — frozen lava — which oozed out of the asteroid’s presumably hot interior shortly after its formation 4.5 billion years ago, and has remained largely intact ever since. Telescopic observations reveal mineralogical variations across its surface.

Vesta has a unique surface feature which scientists look forward to peering into. At the asteroid’s south pole is a giant crater – 460 kilometers (285 miles) across and 13 kilometers (8 miles) deep. The massive collision that created this crater gouged out one percent of the asteroid’s volume, blasting over one-half million cubic miles of rock into space.

What happened to the one percent that was propelled from its Vesta home? The debris, ranging in size from sand and gravel to boulder and mountain, was ejected into space where it began its own journey through the solar system. Scientist believe that about 5 percent of all meteorites we find on Earth are a result of this single ancient crash in deep space. ”

So, Vesta has been raining/reigning down on us for aeons, and she joins our expanding repertoire of the Joyfully Noir goddesses, such as last week’s:

Akhilanda (Back to Julie JC Peters:) “But look, Akhilanda says, now you get to make a choice. In pieces, in a pile on the floor, with no idea how to go forward, your expectations of the future are meaningless. Your stories about the past do not apply. You are in flux, you are changing, you are flowing in a new way, and this is an incredibly powerful opportunity to become new again: to choose how you want to put yourself back together. Confusion can be an incredible teacher—how could you ever learn if you already had it all figured out?”

We draw upon Tagore’s “madcap Baul” along with with Vesta and Akhilanda’s.

When considering dire kerfuffles,(our own, others, the world) we narrate “As humans – we would say , o, that’s terrible. But as astrologers symbolists Agents of the Trickster Redeemer, we say, “right on schedule.” We’d be concerned if it wasn’t this dire.”

We practice holding the simultaneous narratives of collapse and Renaissance abounding.