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Weekend Tarot Reading — Sunday, Jan. 4, 2015

By Sarah Taylor

With The Fool (from the New Year reading last Thursday) comes a time of adjustment, seen in Justice — another of the 22 major arcana cards, which describe the larger themes of Soul-based evolution. The writing on the card fits with The Fool well:

completion,” “find one’s own light,” “fertility,” “wise leader,” “Balance.”

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Justice, Eight of Disks, Princess of Cups from the Röhrig Tarot deck, created by Carl-W. Röhrig. Click on the image for a larger version.

When you step out on your own, along your own path, creating it with every step that you take, you are, in essence, ‘finding your own light’. This light has come through a period of reckoning with outer and inner forces that have sought to redress what was out of integrity. It is a period of course correction — an auspicious card of self-empowerment and working with a greater order of things to assist you on your way forward.

Notice the blindfolded figure of Justice. The wisdom that she offers is one of inner equilibrium. It is not a card so much of doing-ness as of being-ness. Her left hand supports her right arm as she holds the scales of karma; and, in turn, her left hand is supported by the light-sabre that it rests on.

No fighting — no projecting conflict outside. The time for that particular engagement has passed. You now work with what is — it is the foundation for where you find yourself in the present.

Disks have come up frequently of late. The ‘densest’ of all of the suited cards in the tarot deck, Disks refer to what is tangible, manifest, physical. They are behind everything that you can see, feel, hear, smell, and taste. They refer to what accompanies you, whether material goods, financial assets, and relationships of every kind.

Here, in the central card which marks current experience, there is the unfolding and enlivening of something that is both beautiful and fragile because it is in its initial stages of growth. Look at the tree that makes up the centrepiece to the picture on the Eight of Disks. It is both organic and otherworldly. Its branches are like the fine skeletons that you find when you come upon the underlying structure of a leaf. Except here, this structure is having life breathed into it by the fiery trunk of the tree that feeds it. It is being fed by light — and this light is the energy of creativity that underpins all life (‘light’ coming from the first suit in the deck, the origin of all the others: Wands, being fire, the initiating force of living matter).

Creativity,” “Flow,” “Expansion.”

Each of these concepts takes physical shape with care, attention, nurturing, and feeding with energy that is drawn from a source that both sustains and is itself sustainable. It is drawn from Self — from the dedication to your art, which has its roots in a deep and abiding connection to your core. It relies on nothing and no-one outside itself, and yet, when it blooms, it has the ability to connect and reconnect you to your world. Collectively, yet as individuals, you can build a shared vision and bring it into form. What it asks for are patience, a light touch, and yet perseverance that is as robust as it is graceful (grace-full).

The result is a place where you are able to soar, while held by something that connects you. A paradox in motion, you become both open to what life brings you and bound to what you are constructing in a way that not only allows for your ability to soar, but actually assists it. Without what anchors you, you will not be able to let go into a heart-based experience that might also feel new to you.

That is because what you are working towards now is a rebirth of sorts. There is a part of you that longs to break free and sing its birdsong. That relies on the Eight of Disks that has as its genesis a period of adjustment. You may be able to see this adjustment more clearly, now that you are moving away from it and creating the kind of distance that offers perspective.

So if this reading is about anything, it is this: don’t rush ahead. Let the groundwork happen. It is worth devoting yourself to it. Give it time; give yourself time; give others time. Let it come to life at the pace it needs. Some of the process is in your hands, and much of it is not. You are one among others. There is an intricacy — a beauty — that holds its own wisdom and knows what to do.

 

Astrology/Elemental correspondences: Justice (Libra), Eight of Disks (Sun in Virgo), Princess of Cups (the earthy aspect of water)

If you want to experiment with tarot cards and don’t have any, we provide a free tarot spread generator using the Celtic Wings spread, which is based on the traditional Celtic Cross spread. This article explains how to use the spread.

Healing My Father Wound

By Christina Louise Dietrich

“If you ever meet someone brave and powerful enough to walk with you directly through your most uncomfortable wounds and shadow caves—someone with the stupefying courage to see through the chinks of your armor and then help you take it off—love them. Because they have done something for you which is impossible to do alone. They will show you the treasure you’ve been seeking all your life, and they can do this because they aren’t afraid of your fear.” -Jacob Nordby


Like many females raised under patriarchy, I received my first lesson in bodily sovereignty from my father, who told me with his actions that my body wasn’t for me; it was for him. I continued to learn that lesson in myriad other ways from family members, peers, and lovers; but never so powerfully as that first wounding. When he took advantage of my innocence and a grossly unbalanced power dynamic to seek relief from his own pain and suffering by making me partially responsible for and complicit in it.

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Christina Louise Dietrich

I’ve worked my entire life to recover from that seminal experience, never really believing I would arrive at healing. There are so many ways this culture insidiously and blatantly tells women that their bodies are for public consumption, for male appreciation and appropriation that it’s almost impossible to see any kind of light through such a dark tunnel. And even when I would see flashes of light, when I would think I had made progress—something would inevitably happen to re-trigger my shame and embarrassment.

My anxiety over knowing I would have to do something I didn’t want to would threaten to engulf me, and I would once again be reminded that I was never going to be anything more than a commodity. A balm for another man’s bruised ego, threatened vulnerability, or misplaced anger. Because once the stage is set; once the scenery is primed by lack of consent, misogyny, broken trust, shame, and coercion there’s no such thing as free will. Once a society’s propaganda about gender roles, sexual expectations, and dominance are ingested you can’t really see any other choices. Not really.

And, I didn’t see any other choice. Oh sure, I was sexually “liberated” in that I was actively bisexual and a practicing polyamorist, was fluent in kink and BDSM, and would try just about anything that didn’t involve shit or fire. I was Good, Giving and Game. But almost every time, I felt like a prostitute, and not in the liberated, empowered way. I could feel something inside me twist in fear; my gut would feel sick, nauseous; my anxiety would spike and sometimes I would want more than anything to disappear or run away. Like a scared rabbit.

Or a violated child. Someone with zero agency or power.

I didn’t even know how wounded I was until Brendan and I began to actively use Holistic Peer Counseling (HPC) in our sexual relationship—I’ve written about how our using HPC techniques helped me begin reclaiming my sexual identity. Which was back in April of this year. We have since then remained committed to transparency, talking through, and embracing The Awkward during sex, and it has continued to deepen our connection to both one another and to our separate grounds. By which I mean we have learned to trust ourselves and one another to create an authentic connection in the moment, as opposed to believing we have to show up already turned on. We have found it increasingly easy to be grounded around and loving toward one another, even when the world and its inhabitants are sending us the chaotic and hateful.

I trust Brendan like I have trusted no other human on this planet. Ever. And there were still parts of me that couldn’t meet him. Didn’t trust him. Couldn’t surrender to the experience of our bodies communicating. Because those parts KNEW they would ultimately have to do something they didn’t want to: they would have to sacrifice their version of desire for his and then fulfill his desire by surrendering our body.

And then something happened. I had an experience so powerful and consciousness changing that I will literally never be the same again.

In addition to HPC, Brendan and I use ecstasy about once a quarter as a therapeutic relationship aid, which is actually what it was designed for in the first place. The ravers just knew a good thing when they found it. Each time we take it, the overall intensity of the effect and what we “get” out of the experience has increased; primarily, I believe, due to how we are changing and growing together, how we are healing ourselves. Because the ecstasy we get is tested regularly and pretty homogenous, so dosage variations significant enough to muddy the water are relatively unlikely.

This last time we took it was different from the start. We elected to ingest it orally as opposed to snorting it (which makes the onset much faster and harder to balance); we wanted to be embodied and to feel the effects occur more slowly so that we could find balance of attention with the sensations. We consciously set an environmental and emotional container for healing, connectedness, and loving compassion. What we didn’t realize until the next day was the level of alchemy we were conjuring into being.

Now, ecstasy is a great drug for having deep connected sex fueled by serotonin and oxytocin; it’s positively orgasmic in that your entire body feels alive and engorged, full of light and love. Ecstasy is not, however, a great drug for having a climax; in fact, unless you have access to a powerful vibrator and can get off from using one, chances are you’re just going to have to wait until the drug leaves your system sufficiently before you can finally experience that particular release. This means I can have a climax while high on ecstasy, but it takes a LOT of focused attention and the aid of a Hitachi Magic Wand. A fact that will come into play very shortly.

So, Brendan and I were having sex on ecstasy and it was amazing. I mean, like seriously connected, attuned, hot, wet, in almost-total surrender and animal-like abandon. We reached the point where it seemed like he was going to be able to climax, or at least wanted to try, and in that moment what I wanted more than anything was to feed his energy; to stoke it and follow it and add all the hot energy I was building to his fire; I wanted to follow him up and through his climax while still remaining totally aroused, totally present, in total devotion to his pleasure.

I remained in that space for a long time because, as noted, ecstasy makes it super hard for anyone to climax who doesn’t have a vibrator. So Brendan and I chased his climax for 15, 20, 30 (?) solid minutes—I don’t really know because time stands still when you’re high and on the knife-edge of pleasure like that. All I know is that I surrendered completely and I held back my climax for longer than I had ever imagined possible. It was excruciating and awesome and more agonizingly pleasurable than anything I’d ever felt. I was terrified by the power I could feel building inside me; afraid it might engulf me or maybe kill me. I wasn’t sure I could hold out.

And then, when it seemed impossible to wait any longer, he said he wasn’t going to be able to climax, and that I should. That he wanted me to push through and take that pleasure for myself. I will never be able to adequately describe what happened to me over the next minute or two, but it felt like my entire body became a clitoris; I had my first whole-body climax. For one solid minute, I inhabited every single cell of my body. And I sobbed. With my whole body and soul and core I sobbed; without censure or shame I wailed as waves of golden light passed through me.

Brendan knew Something Important was happening; he could feel the hugeness of the moment and so all the while I was thrashing and sobbing I could hear him intoning “Your Body, Your Body, Your Body, Your Body” while cradling my lower body in his arms rather like a wounded child. Which, in that moment, I absolutely was. Because in that moment I was finally able to grieve what I lost when my father touched my clitoris for selfish reasons. In that moment I felt again what it was like to be in my entire alive body all at once. I felt All of Me for the first time since early childhood; I was sovereign once again.

Brendan has been helping me uncover and identify my shadows for six years, even when it’s been excruciating for his own wounds, even when he was terrified he might die or I might abandon him. He has walked with, loved, guided, and re-parented me, and he didn’t flinch when it came time to meet my maker. He walked with me to that darkest of places and then stood by me while I opened that smallest of doors, that 4-year-old–size door where Little Chrissy hid all her pain, fear, and shame. Where she buried that ugliest of wounds so no one could ever see it and shame her for having been so gullible, so trusting.

He walked with me to that door and once it was open, he invited me to step inside, alone; to take for myself all the power and pleasure everyone else in my life had taken for themselves. He has been a fierce advocate for my wholeness and sovereignty because, by his own words, “I could never have given you what you built yourself.”

That was eight days ago. And every day since then, I’ve noticed two awesome and previously nearly-inconceivable things: I feel grounded without consciously thinking about grounding, and the voices in my head have mostly gone away. Except for one: the voice of Intuition. There are actually times when Intuition is the only voice I can hear. Sometimes for a few hours at a time. I don’t know about you, but for me this is literally the best thing that’s ever happened.

For the first time in my memorable life I trust what Intuition says because I can feel Her in alignment with my body and chakras. When I had that minute-long whole-body climax, all my chakras opened simultaneously and I believe I channeled pure healing energy directly from the earth and cosmos. I can’t explain it or rationalize it, and I don’t feel the need to one little bit. I touched the divine in myself as it is mirrored in the universe, and because of that I am now a manifestation of Sovereign Feminine.

I have integrated most of the pain and resistance I’ve always felt around surrendering to those I love, which means I can now be authentically intimate and loving with them—because I know with certainty where I begin and end. I can feel my boundaries vividly, can hear my Intuition clearly—and that means I’m no longer afraid of being coerced into doing something I don’t want to do. It means I trust Brendan to comfort me. It means I can ask for what I need. It means I can take care of myself. It means I can give myself wholly and creatively to playing with Avery in the moment. It means I know what I want, and when I actually identify those wants, I’m pretty certain there’s no part of me needing to please you in them.

It also means I can fully embody my calling and devotion to the healing that continues to arise through intimately parenting my son, re-parenting Brendan, and the continued parenting of Little Chrissy. The experience of having healed my mother wound, and now healing my father wound means I can be strong, vulnerable, and fierce for all of them without reservation, without fear or anxiety.

I didn’t consciously know it at the time, but starting this blog helped me reclaim my Voice. Trusting myself and Brendan to have the deepest, most intimate and awake, loving sex that we could at any given moment helped me reclaim my Intuition. This is the treasure I’ve been searching for my whole life and right now I feel rich beyond measure.


“When we mother the child within ourselves, we are cultivating an inner environment of safety and unconditional love that we did not experience in our childhoods. This heals the frozen energy of early trauma and brings our inner child into the present moment where her purity, innocence, vitality and creativity can be brought into our daily lives. […]

To step into our mastery, we must be increasingly sovereign over ourselves and our own energy. This means fiercely protecting your inner child and thus, allowing your inner life to be your priority. Your sovereignty is what allows you to fully flower and emerge into your full potential.” –Mothering Yourself Into Mastery: The Sovereign Feminine and Your Inner Wealth

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Christina Louise Dietrich, a technical writer by trade, says of herself: “I write because I am claiming the voice my family and my society tried to silence, the voice that was my divine birthright. I am a woman, a mother, a feminist, a wife. I am compassionate, judgmental, loving, a bully, empathetic, obstinate, caring, rigid, and creative. I’m passionate about systems, beauty, process, experience, trees, interconnections, transitions, logistics, balance, and clarity. I manifest the Amazon, the Androgyne, and the Mother-to-be-Crone.”

You can read more at Christina’s blog.

Standing Still

 By Judith Gayle | Political Waves

“I’ve lived long enough to see the triumph of zealots and absolutists, to watch money swallow politics, to witness the rise of the corporate state. I didn’t drift. I moved left just by standing still.”
Bill Moyers, journalist, populist and Baptist minister

It’s interesting how many year-end articles pronounced 2014 a really really REALLY bad year, and on the face of it, it surely was. It felt pretty good to put it behind us, but when we examine the facts, it’s only a title that’s been retired, isn’t it? Twenty-four hours don’t shift a political bias or archive a meme. A calendar change does not a beginning make, unless we collectively decide that is so.

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So, here we are, just hours into a new year, and as always, launching something new requires a quick — or better, a close — look behind to see where we’re launching from. In last week’s column, I listed a number of the problems that challenged us last year, some becoming iconic like Flight 370, or historically defining, like Ferguson. Many simply fleshed out the list of outrages to which we’ve become lethargic, like school shootings, torture, political corruption, or made us weary like the wars that never seem to cease.

Still, it was the human cost that marked last year as frightful, and it was our lethargy that not only turned a blind eye but exacerbated the problems. If that is to change, it will be you and I who make that decision

Truly, 2014 was just one dreadful happening after another. Will Pitt wrote a piece enumerating the incidents, month by month, in which he declared that if there were awards for worst, 2014 would “have its very own wing” in the “Hall Of Fame Of Suck.” And yet, rarely reported, there was a lot of activity going on behind the media spin, creating waves that continue to turn this unwieldy ship of state, bit by bit, away from its deaf, dumb and highly remunerative love affair with oligarchy.

I’ll write about that in coming weeks, but how we got here, once again makes the process of discovery evident. That must not be missed, because we will see — we will need — more of the same in order to break the hold of our conditioned slumber. We have stragglers, my dears — oh yes, we do, still stuck in dogma and nationalism and paranoia, requiring more jolts to our shaky system, more sounding alarms.

I have no doubt we’ll get our share of even more illustrative cultural and political outrages to bolster our intent to turn government leadership back toward public service this year and next. For example, even before the Republicans took the gavel as the new majority, their House majority whip Steve Scalise — the third-most-powerful man in the House of Representatives — has had to face his history of quietly overt racism, acceptable in his state and his party..

Early in his career, Scalise spoke at a “white pride” event sponsored by the Klu Klux Klan. On the defensive now, Boehner has defended him as a young, naïve state legislator who would talk to anyone who gave him the time, but digging deeper, we find that Scalise was not just friendly with former Klan leader David Duke and his organization, but in his own words, shares Duke’s values. The truth of that is evident in his voting record in the state of Louisiana.

Various articles have come out from the left-leaners, saying the rise of Scalise within the Republican party defines that party’s values, and I’m hard pressed to argue. Although it’s evident that most conservatives do not see themselves as racist, it’s also true that they do not argue for civil liberties except within their own self-serving framework. If there is a clear message to be gleaned from 2014, it is to take a moment to see not just what is being argued by whom, but what is NOT being argued, especially by those in authority.

In New York City, we’ve been given a very clear illustration of how authority protects its own and covers its ass, not just in public perception, but legally as well. We accept, lethargically, that kind of behavior from politicians, physicians, banksters and corporations, even though the first two are charged with pursuing the best interests of the public. Now, we’ve had a potent wake-up call, thanks to Ferguson, about authority gone jack-booted with the militarization of the police force, and we’re not all that comfortable with the concept.

The tragic assassination of two NYC police officers in these last few days — framed as revenge killing for dead black youth, but more accurately described as the final act of an African-American career criminal run amok — was met with an outpouring of grief and outrage from the public. It was politicized, however, by those who agreed with FOX-friendly Rudy Guiliani, who suggested that New York City’s progressive mayor, Bill de Blasio, should apologize to the police force for comments he made about the problem of targeting and excess force against people of color, shortly after the grand jury refused to indict in the death of Eric Garner.

This father of two bi-racial children would not have been true to his own had he not been candid when he said, “We all want to look up to figures of authority. And everyone knows the police protect us, but there’s that fear that there could be that one moment of misunderstanding with a young man of color and that young man may never come back.” Typical of those who can tolerate not one moment of criticism or introspection, the head of the police union came completely unglued and accused the mayor of throwing cops under the bus.

It was during this controversy that the two police officers were gunned down in their cruiser. The upshot was a moment in which many of us shook our heads in dismay, an us/them smack-down that served only to reinforce the chasm between those who take seriously their authority to “serve and protect” and those to whom such power seems absolute: the police turned their backs on de Blasio as he visited the hospital and again, as he delivered the eulogy for Officer Rafael Ramos. Amy Davidson, in her New Yorker article, argued that the first can be forgiven, due to emotion — but not the second, if we are to overcome our differences. Since then, planes have flown over the city with pointed messages to the mayor, reinforcing the notion that he has blood on his hands and is no friend to law enforcement. Anyone with an imagination should consider just how dangerous this situation could become.

Undaunted, de Blasio spells out the racial challenges very specifically in this clip, along with his desire to remedy the problem within his own city. Additionally, he defines the problem with a contentious police force in typically candid but even-handed terms, terms one cannot misunderstand — unless by intent. And that is where we find ourselves with so much of our political discourse, out-pictured by a similarly polarized government.

On the day of the funeral of Officer Rafael Ramos, the church was filled to capacity, the excess of police personnel standing in the streets, watching the events on giant screens. Hundreds of city cops greeted Bill de Blasio’s eulogy by turning their backs in protest. To some of us, looking on, I wondered if there were any of them — standing out in the cold, backs turned — who actually wanted to turn around, aware that life is nuanced, that there are bad cops out there just as there are bad citizens, that black and white describes a cop car and a nun’s habit, not a workable thought process. Which among them, I wondered, were gritting their teeth, afraid to turn around and support an empathetic and realistic assessment of our cultural problems with authority.

And again, we can clearly see what is NOT being said or supported in the inability of so many of our police organizations to ‘police’ within their own ranks, or to allow those of different mind — I’m thinking of the courageous black cop who wrote the op/ed saying he was afraid of the police when he was out of uniform — to take an ethical stand. We can’t have this both ways. Authority for authority’s sake is not democratic principle. Over at Hullabaloo, Digby posted this cartoon. As ever, a picture can save 10,000 words, and this one illustrates the problem with absolutes, the hypocrisy of those who either can’t see the forest for the trees or can, but continue to capitalize on the cheat for their own gain.

We can be assured that there are thousands of policeman around this country who take their oath seriously and work hard to remember that the public they serve isn’t a pool of potential criminals looking to do violence, but a group of people who look to them for protection. And I suspect there are many who find the daily grind of make-work in order to fill a city’s coffers distasteful activity, just as politicians must tire of spending half of their time shaking down contributors for money.

Over at Rolling Stone, Matt Taibbi wrote an interesting piece on the cops staging a ‘slowdown,’ just as the New Year’s hoopla began. Stinging under not just one critical New York Times op/ed for their collective short-sightedness, but two — back to back — the force decided not to deal with any of the piddly little tickets and minor arrests considered revenue; “such arrests have dropped off a staggering 94 percent, with overall arrests plunging 66 percent.” Taibbi posits that this may be the first time in a very long time that the New York City police force is focused on actual criminality, rather than the for-profit harassment that has become a signature issue in cities across the nation. The reporter proposes that this IS their job, not the nit-picking and ticket-issuing, and it should take center stage in our conversation about police reform.

I read recently, in regard to President Obama’s growing willingness to use his authority — Pub whining be damned — that he does best when up against an enemy. The same has been said for this nation, any nation. This is supposedly the human nature we are heir to and have so much trouble rising above. Thick-headed humanity responds best to the carrot/stick, reward/punishment option, so they say, although we very seldom try any other policy, so it’s difficult to judge what we’d do in other circumstances. We have been schooled in these last decades to listen only to those voices that agree with us, to immediately take umbrage, throw retorts and insults (exacerbated when done anonymously, in cyberspace, early on).

It’s also safe to say that in the decades after the assassinations of JFK, MLK and RFK, the majority of us left protests behind, judging them activities hazardous to our health and not entirely successful. But this is another century, another decade, and a new year, and the protests of our hearts that we’ve internalized are now beginning to become externalized. In Florida, for instance, cops who were attempting to arrest a couple of otherwise peaceful (and merely suspected) weed smokers found themselves surrounded by as many as 75 citizens, preventing them from accomplishing their mission. Police seem newly aware that many of us are equipped with phones that can capture the moment on film, providing sharp contrast to their version of events. Cop-cams are coming at the insistence of the public. There is a collective consciousness at work that is — in a word — increasingly empathetic to those who have been treated unfairly and unjustly.

You remember the “empathy” dialogues, brought to light when Barack Obama was looking for a Supreme Court candidate and eventually chose Sonia Sotomayor? He wanted someone in place who could show compassion within the law, putting herself in someone else’s shoes. The debate was fast and furious, of course, with wee Senator Lindsay Graham declaring such a desire an “absurd, dangerous standard.” What to make of such a statement?

Does that mean that compassion and empathy are not fit emotions for this nation? Does it mean the Republicans want no part of such “soft-hearted” notions, even though it appears their own Supremes felt quite moved by the predicament of poor Hobby Lobby? On a larger level does that mean that all conservatives think the cops are the thin blue line between civil (white) behavior and the breakdown of American (non-white) culture? Does the defense of Steve Scalise in leading his party define Republicans as tolerant of racism in the defense of white power? While I will leave the answers to you, I refuse to be one of those defined by what I DON’T say when I’m staring it in the face.

Similar problems exist within the Dem party, of course, although their sins are less cultural than financial. Yes, Dems will gather where the lobbyists water, to get their share, but they seldom want for empathy. And in that regard, here’s a clip that speaks to empathy as the evolution of relationships leading to social change. Interesting think-piece to accompany a Saturday read, if you have the time.

We are defined, not just individually but collectively, by what we tolerate. While we must cast that as a huge net from the human standpoint — trying to regard differing heritage and culture with respect, and empathy for those who have chosen their own path, no matter how difficult — as a nation we must decide just how much fear-mongering, bullying and manipulation we will allow. With everything so evident, and a political year ahead that should leave no questions as to style, this is our opportunity to expand the bottom-up activism that’s changing the political topography.

Given the year just passed, it’s difficult to imagine that progress is actually happening, I know. Like now retired, and soon to be missed Bill Moyers, the political world shifted beneath my feet — and perhaps yours — even as I stood still. I haven’t changed my politics since I was a kid marching in the Berkeley streets for free speech, and yet my brand of populism is considered radical. And may I just say, in that regard — radical, my ASS! What George W. Bush did was radical, but we’d been so conditioned to think of ourselves in Ramboesque super-power terms, we didn’t even notice. Coming to awareness of that debilitating level of nationalism took a long while and a lot of failure in the eyes of the world, starting — didn’t it just!– with George W.

I remember during the Bush years when I ruefully considered myself a Chicken Little, peeping and squawking into cyberspace with little hope of changing barnyard dynamics, yet there were thousands just like me, and look where we are today.  If Cheney has devout followers, I suspect they keep their heads down. If Jeb runs in 2016, I anticipate a barrage of Bush-fatigue will hit the fan (to which I will happily contribute). And when the public becomes aware that the Republicans — now in charge of the whole enchilada — have neither the skill nor intention to make life better for We, the People, I have no doubt that the Warren wing of the Democratic party, populism, and support for civil rights and collective bargaining will begin a swift uptick in popularity.

Eric made the astrology evident in the subscription article this week: as the final Pluto/Uranus aspect finishes its run, the commotion it provoked will not fade away. The transit will have fallout that lasts for years, and with the taste of destruction and rebellion it provided filling our senses, ” … we get to ride the toboggan down the slippery slope.” Although the future comes with no guarantees, even the arbiter of liberal reality, Truth Out, has wondered, out loud, if this is the year that everything breaks differently, based on reports of local activism and successful cultural projects, not to mention enthusiastic contributions to the organizations that continue to fight for political, cultural and ecological progress.

I’m putting all my chips into the pot that 2014 was the year when we got a gut-full of inaction but blamed politics, rather than politicians. That lesson should be obvious quickly enough. I’m betting that those who are newly awake will join in to make changes closer to home, not just in terms of local authority but environmental integrity, food choice and consumption, the political use of our pocket books and the various ways we can protest, and that’s just the short list.

In that regard, I’ve decided to post some kind of activist opportunity each week so that we have positive options at our fingertips. If you have favorite organizations you support and want them included, please send info to me at moderator@planetwaves.net. There are old standbys and new groups birthing themselves daily; help me keep up!

I’m betting that 2014 was the messenger rather than the message, that everything shifting beneath our feet allowed hidden, unexamined information to rise to the surface for further scrutiny. This is shaping up to be the year when we’ll finally be able to see what we’re looking at. I trust that it will be new awareness, fresh experience, and a newly energized human response that will create 2015 as the year when hope, clearly defined by evidence, finally arrives.

Group Activity – Venus, Mercury, and the Cancer Full Moon

Heading into the weekend following a long holiday season, you might be thinking “down time.” The sky, however seems to have another theme for you — perhaps: “group activity.” Indeed, that’s just one phrase through which to interpret a rapid and complex series of events beginning with Venus entering Aquarius at 9:48 am EST (14:48 UT) tomorrow.

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Less than 36 hours after Venus makes its Aquarian ingress, Mercury will do the same — at 8:08 pm EST Sunday (1:08 am UT Monday), bringing the number of sign-ruling planets moving through Aquarius (including Mars) to three. That’s a lot of activity.

Given how Aquarius correlates with groups that distinguish themselves by how they differ from other groups as much as by what their members have in common, tripling the number of major planets in Aquarius implies a lot of group activity.

Yet, the rapid and complex series of significant astrological events over the next three days will not end with Mercury’s Aquarian ingress. More is in store to fill out and define how the theme of group activity applies to you.

Less than four hours following Mercury’s Aquarian entrance, a Cancer Full Moon (at 11:53 pm EST Sunday / 4:53 UT Monday) will reach exact opposition from the Sun at mid-Capricorn.

Spotlighted by this particular Cancer Full Moon is the potential for further realization of how the established order’s infrastructure (one of many Capricorn correlations), is not holding up its end of the bargain with you.

In return for participation with groups you somehow default into through no choice of your own, the default group (nations are just one example) may not sufficiently honor your values (Venus) or respect your thinking (Mercury) in return for your participation and/or supporting contributions.

With this Full Moon, it may well become even more clear how the intimate and personal issues (corresponding to the sign Cancer and its ruler, the Moon) that make group activity attractive to you in the first place will ultimately be addressed only by collective efforts you consciously find and/or co-create for yourself.

Some of you may already have elected to participate with others somehow this weekend. If so, you are ahead of the game, and should make note to stick around with that group and give it a chance for at least a few months.

If, on the other hand, you are not among those who have group activity planned for the next two or three days, don’t worry. You will almost certainly get another chance over the next few months as indicated by one more significant astrological event in store before Monday is behind you.

In both cases, whether you are or are not set up for group activity this weekend, the astrology has you covered. That’s because Mercury will enter the echo (or “shadow”) phase of its next retrograde shortly after 4:30 pm EST (21:30 UT) on Monday.

That means Mercury on Monday will pass the degree of Aquarius where its next period of apparent retrograde motion (beginning Jan. 21) will end with a resumption of direct motion again on Feb. 11.

The beginning of its first echo phase also means Mercury will be sticking around in Aquarius for awhile (until March 12), implying the same protocol for those of you who already have a new year’s group activity in motion.

For those of you not yet “grouped” (or “re-grouped,” as the case may be), Mercury has good news for you on Monday as well.

That’s because Mercury will appear to be going back and forth three times over the first half of Aquarius until March 3 (when the second echo phase ends), implying at least three chances to group-up and move on with your group of choice after all is said and done. Also indicated is that you need not miss the bus even if you do devote this weekend to solitary down time and holiday recovery.

Nonetheless, don’t be surprised if even your best laid plans for down time this weekend are at least interrupted for a little while by earthly manifestations of astrology’s impending rapid series of significant events.

You might be spirited out of isolation by hearing a flock of birds overhead. Perhaps it’s the sight of busy ants underfoot that will bring you back down to Earth. Maybe even the smells of a potluck get-together will get you to thinking about abundance and the surest way to bring it about — group activity.

So think about it for now, if that’s what works for you. Take care of your needs as the Cancer Full Moon would support you doing, but also consider how none of us can always care for our needs alone.

Each of us belongs here, and you find that out best by finding out for yourself who you belong with. It’s a great way to begin a year. 

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Len is available for astrology readings. You can contact him at lenwallick [at] gmail [dot] com.

A New Year, A New Look At the Uranus-Pluto Square

Welcome to 2015! Now what? Could be you’re forging ahead with your resolutions, propelled by a dynamic year of successes and growth; maybe you’re breathing a sigh of relief that you’ve made it this far. You might be one who’s just crossing your fingers in hopes that something — anything — goes your way this year.

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Photo by Amanda Painter

Wherever you’re at, the astrology accompanying us right now is bold.

Specifically, the Capricorn Sun is throwing its light onto the planetary aspect of our current era: the square between Uranus in Aries and Pluto in Capricorn. At 3:40 am EST Saturday, the Sun moves into an exact square with Uranus in Aries; it conjoins Pluto in Capricorn at 6:34 pm EST the same day.

Uranus-Pluto stretches across seven exact contacts between 2012 and 2015 (the sixth exact contact was just on Dec. 15; the last is March 16). Its effects were noticeable a few years before the first contact and will unfold for years to come.

We see this astrology in the news: revolutionary upheavals, old systems collapsing (or imploding). Its shadow manifestation is visible in the whiplash-inducing reactions of those who stand to lose something (especially power) if progress is allowed.

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The New Year Tarot Reading — Thursday, Jan. 1, 2015

By Sarah Taylor

What a perfect first card to bring in the New Year, and a perfect lead-on from the third card in the previous reading. The Fool — card 0 of the tarot’s Major Arcana, the beginning of all things — picks up, at left, where The World — card 21 of the tarot’s Major Arcana, the closing of one door and the opening of another — concluded last week.

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The Fool, Ace of Swords, Six of Disks from the Röhrig Tarot deck, created by Carl-W. Röhrig. Click on the image for a larger version.

One way to look at the tarot is from a wider perspective that views it as a reflection and relating of the process of individuation (of becoming whole, individual beings in a shared experience). From that perspective, the Major Arcana is concerned with the broader and deeper themes of the soul and the parts of it that are currently expressing themselves through us.

As such, The World brought something full-circle, and The Fool is a new start, a striking out on the road of inner and outer experience. A new circle is being formed as we look at the three cards in front of us.

These are the words I can decipher on The Fool:

Courage to stand by oneself,” “independence,” “Creativity,” “Great potential,” “possibility,” “willingness to risk,” “freedom,” “Possibility for quantum leaps,” “frankness,” “following one’s own feeling.”

Perhaps it is that The Fool offers “the pathless land” that Jiddu Krishnamurti spoke of on the dissolution of the Order of the Star. It is ‘no-path’; it is in the stepping out that The Fool creates his/her own. This is individuation, expressed. The Fool is for no-one but him/herself. S/he is unique, s/he knows it, and his/her movement through life defines, and is defined, by this.

It is also true that when we strike out into uncharted waters, we will frequently be called fools by those who watch from the sidelines and express their opinions, whether they are based on concern, fear or jealousy. Really, it always comes down to fear in one form or another.

You might be told that you don’t know what you’re doing. That might be true. But when The Fool appears, ignorance is no excuse for not taking that first step. And — most important — it is yours alone to take, alone.

The Fool is an interesting card to me today in one particular respect: the line drawings sketched out in the bottom-left corner of the torn-out note-paper. There is a butterfly, a dove perched in front of a heart, a crocodile, the head of a large cat, a naked couple (fucking), and a snake. All of these appear or are alluded to in the larger image of The Fool: the two sides of the butterfly reflected in the two faces of The Fool; the dove is now feathers; the heart on left cheek; a tiger in the jaws of the crocodile in the upper left quadrant; the merging of both genders into a gender-melange that defies categorisation; the quickening of the ‘snake’, or erotic energy, that enlivens and is created through that merging.

The Fool, like us, brings in a complexity that is both paradoxical for a ‘new start’ and also reflects the human condition. We are a mix of expressions, of complexes, of contradictions held beautifully and haphazardly; we are a blank slate upon which are writ our experiences in invisible ink — not even known to ourselves as we strike out in the direction of our soul’s calling. If we knew, we would never move in the first place.

As it is, it is our very ignorance — and the way we masquerade with ourselves — that allows us to get creative and to get moving.

But what is the flavour of this next step? Or what is it that is the driving force behind it? This is the card to the right of The Fool — the Ace of Swords.

Similarly to the Major Arcana, the Aces are pure-form cards, except in this case they are the as-yet-untapped, available quality of their suit. The Ace of Swords can be described as insight, or wisdom. Like the razor-sharp blade that reflects a ray of light, it is the mind when it is in full alignment with the Self, as it forms a bridge between you and a higher consciousness. When you draw upon the gift of the Ace of Swords, you draw on that light. But the operative phrase here is ‘draw upon’: it is available, yes, and it also asks for your involvement — your commitment to attuning to and working with it.

As The Fool seeking to express yourself in a way that is uniquely your own, you have on your path the gift of insight — a means of seeing that looks both into and beyond your immediate circumstances. You can access what might seem hidden to others; you can act clearly, cleanly, swiftly, economically, powerfully. The clouds of doubt part in the presence of this gift. The route reveals itself to you.

What it leads to will differ, given all paths are unique. But to you, in some key way, it will feel like the Success that is described in the final card — and it will be tangible, grounded in the physical world. Look at this card carefully — perhaps with that inner sight and a sense of adventure — and hear it calling to you. Where is it taking you? What is it that you look out at from your vantage point? That remains to be seen.

First, though: that first step.

 

Astrology/Elemental correspondences: The Fool (Uranus), Ace of Swords (the pure potential of air), Six of Disks (Moon in Taurus)

If you want to experiment with tarot cards and don’t have any, we provide a free tarot spread generator using the Celtic Wings spread, which is based on the traditional Celtic Cross spread. This article explains how to use the spread.

The Astrology of New Year’s Eve 2014

Most of us use the civil calendar on which tomorrow is the final day of 2014 and the eve of 2015. Because that calendar does not turn over in strict synchrony with the renewal of any particular celestial cycle, the astrology of every civil new year’s eve is by definition different from any other.

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This year, the astrology for the end of 2014 and the beginning of 2015 features implications of both blatant and subtle events combining to guide your life, providing you can both heed the subtle and handle the blatant in proportion.

Yesterday, Amanda held forth on a developing aspect that is anything but subtle. Mars moving forward through Aquarius to oppose Jupiter’s retreat in Leo on the first day of 2015 is in fact functional now. 

That’s because Mars has a tendency to jump the gun on aspects in which it is involved. Hence, be aware. Look for indications of any strident energetics popping up, because such phenomena would probably correspond to Mars.

Once you have discovered manifestations of Mars, keep an eye on them. Look for Martian expressions to ramp up and build until after Thursday, but don’t let Mars take over your life if you can help it.  

By the same token, where you find what appear to be polarizations of potential in your life, you will more than likely have found an expression of the opposition. Even though Mars and Jupiter are not the only objects opposing in the sky and on the zodiac right now, they do likely represent what is most obvious.

It would then be both reasonable and unsurprising to find Jupiter where either abundance or excess are — most likely in a complementary orientation to desire.

Once you have identified Mars, Jupiter, and the indications of opposition in your life, locate yourself in relation to all three. For example, if increasing stimulation makes lack of gratification an issue, you might be living predominantly through Mars. In such a case, your task would entail deciding where to put your energy so as to yield productive (rather than destructive) results.

After getting some clarity on where you are in relation to manifestations (or even personifications) of Mars and Jupiter, and their applying opposition, the idea is leave room in your life for more.

That’s because the developing opposition from Mars to Jupiter is, if nothing else, representative of all that is obtrusive. So, as one civil year transitions to the next, address the loudest and most blatant issues as you must without letting them take over as the sole focus of your reality.

Remember that even as you find it necessary to put out proverbial (and even literal) fires, there are subtleties to be aware of on less immediately pressing (but nonetheless important) levels.

For example, Mercury is chasing Venus through Capricorn even as Mars and Jupiter are moving towards opposing each other. However, Mercury and Venus are going in the same direction, in contrast to the rapid closure toward climax Mars and Jupiter are now engaged in.

Additionally, the Capricorn Sun is literally just a few days away from a precise engagement with the continuously functional square from Uranus in Aries to Pluto in Capricorn that defines our era. No small deal that, but not particularly flashy either.

Finally, now that Saturn is solidly in Sagittarius for a while, it is consequently well within range of an historic and rare separation of 90 degrees from Neptune in Pisces (a square aspect between mutable signs).

Yet, neither Mercury nor Venus (even when racing each other through the same sign) ever get in your face the way Mars and Jupiter on a symbolic collision course do.

By the same token, even as monumental and lasting as aspects of Saturn to Neptune frequently are, levels of expression at any given moment are more likely to be sublime than obvious.

So if there is something to make of the astrology of New Year’s Eve 2014, it would be to make sure you see it all. Address what clamors for your attention only to the extent that you must. But as you do, sustain an understanding that much of what now appears urgent will in fact also pass more quickly than you might think.

Besides, even while Mars and Jupiter are at their most insistent, other things of import (albeit less dramatic) will also be going on. These other things deserve your attention as well, and you deserve the chance to take them in. Only you, however, can provide that chance.

You will know the chance when you see it because it will not express as something either hot or big. Instead, listen for the breath of a sleeping child, feel the wind’s direction, sniff for a changing tide, and look for what would never have presented itself to you just a few years back. In these subtle things, as much or more as in the blatant urgencies, a new year is offering itself up for your taking. Take your time. Take it all. 

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Len is available for astrology readings. You can contact him at lenwallick [at] gmail [dot] com.

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Success or Excess? Mars Opposite Jupiter

The week between Christmas and New Year’s can be a kind of ‘no man’s land’ until the next year’s resolutions are tangibly invoked. If you’ve been overindulging in food and drink, it may seem pointless to rein that in when there’s a fridge full of leftovers, cookies from the neighbors, and a big, boozy celebration on the horizon (should that kind of gathering be on your agenda). The post-Christmas sales don’t exactly encourage retail austerity, either.

Photo by Amanda Painter

Photo by Amanda Painter

Mars in Aquarius and Jupiter in Leo are basically poster boys for that description, as they move toward an opposition exact at 2:49 pm EST (19:49 UT) Jan. 1. The aspect has its positive side, too, but let’s face it: this can be a tough week to get motivated on ‘the hard stuff’ of setting goals and readying the mind for change that will stick.

Add in that it’s been a tough news year (when has it not, in recent memory?) what with the Uranus-Pluto square still in full effect. It’s normal to want a little psychic or sensory vacation, even if you don’t get the week off from work.

Thing is, Mars opposite Jupiter is not known for moderation — especially where pleasure, alcohol and food are concerned. The aspect can also lack good financial judgment; and according to Isabel Hickey, in fixed signs (which Aquarius and Leo are, as are Taurus and Scorpio, “fixing” the middle of each season), one can be especially biased by one’s strong opinions.

I’m not wagging a finger at you to diet, or to avoid a truly great deal. You don’t need to side-step conversations about war or religion (related to Mars and Jupiter, respectively) any more than usual. (Although the NYPD demonstrated how to take ideology too far at a fallen officer’s funeral Saturday.) The idea is simply to keep some self-awareness about you as you make your decisions, since the line between ‘just enough’ and ‘too much’ might be a little fuzzy coming off of last week’s excesses.

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