Praising Our Demons!

February 6, 2012
6pm PST, 9pm EST

Mid-Winter Waxing Moon!
Saturn stationing!
We sing praises to “laziness!”
(“Mud, mud glorious mud, nothing quite like it for cooling the blood. So follow me, follow, down to the hollow, and there we shall wallow – in glorious mud.” Flanders and Swan)
for out of Languor comes Theatre….

House Boat Party (Full Moon’s Image) after bringing wild forces into accord (Sun’s image, Obama’s Ascendant)…
Neptune in Pisces declares:The Imagination of the Magi is wildly available for psychic down-load.

As part of our on-going expanding repertoire of agile metaphoric responses: Last week we provided the name “Nafs” whereby we may address such. Language not only grants us access to the realm it describes, also provides dynamic intimacy whereby change is available.
This week, we play with praising what we’ve been resisting, inwardly and outwardly.
Saturn is stationing in the last degree of Libra opposing Jupiter in the other Venusian realm of delicious Taurean yum. A Libran ally once said she became thin by praising her fat cells, “Oooh you fat cells are so round and glistening, well done.” Then coaxing, “I bet you’re so talented you could become more oval.”
Releasing Resistance…trining Neptune, just having entered its own realm of Pisces – Water. Water reflects a reverse image. Whatever’s not been working, try the opposite.

(Neptune sextiles) Jupiter trining Pluto, encourages praising the Lord of Death and Compost.
A traditional Tibetan exorcism sees demons harumphing on the other side of a locked door. Grrrrr. We are invited to feel/see a laser beam from our third eye, searing through the lock. As the door opens, we say, “come on out you demons, no one’s as ugly as Yaman Taka (Lord of Death). In fact you too, Yaman Taka, come on out.” And they all venture forth and everyone dances.

Let’s rub the belly of our demons, find the sweet spot, where the demon leg does a little pleasure jig.
Let’s step in and dance with whatever we’ve been disapproving in ourselves, others etc…(‘Cause disapproval just wasn’t moving anything. In fact of course, strengthening the resistance, dread etc.)

I have to say, despite all of my perversities, the universe is insisting on demonstrating its support.
And wonderfully perverse wit.
There is hardly anything of which I am more likely to disapprove than CPAC, the mega gathering of Conservatives (dementors) and Money in DC this week. And I’ve just been invited to be a guest. Hee-hee!
(but there is a lot of trippy channeling being proffered. I shall explain and report.)

I will have attended the first day on Thursday, with my radio guest Martin Prechtel’s book tucked under my arm.
Opening Martin’s latest book at divinatory random:
from “The Unlikely Peace at Cuchumaquic – The Parallel Lives of People as Plants: Keeping the Seeds Alive”:
“Of all the living God beings, the fire-flower tree…was considered the least incredible, the weakest, totally lazy, and as more of a comical weed by the uninitiated…” But for the initiated, “the most famous trait of fire-flower trees was their inability to be annihilated by any force, natural or man-made. They were the definition of unkillable. Not immortal for they could die, but they would always revive.”

Yea! weak, lazy, comical!
Let us, at this deep Winter time, dredge for that which we dread and disapprove, within and without. O you adorable sense of futilty, despair. Mwaaah! And (fill in the blank), and dance with it, as the song goes, “O when we’re dancing and we’re dangerously close – I get ideas! I get ideas!”

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