It was wonderful for me to create this space as a womb for my re-entry into the world. Now the baby has been born and the cycle resumes, life starts again.
In a past cycle I had my daughter in a local birthing centre, a water birth. As I went through the 17 hours of labour, I felt solid and grounded. Outside a huge storm was raging and the trees were bent over in wild winds as if echoing my every contraction. I was oblivious to the Earth’s echo of my process; in the calm centre of the storm all was quiet. Finally, I emerged out of my Pisces pool and as I stood on land, my daughter was born. In our open arms she screamed her victory cry.
We returned home the next day, the storm had passed and the landscape was altered. Trees were down and a local shop was burnt out. We came to our house and the big metal gate had been torn off its hinges and blown down the road. Our daughter was now born and our world had changed; we had expanded and were now exposed to a new life.
I was amazed how we were initiated into a world I had never seen. Neighbours we had hardly acknowledged, paraded in over the ensuing days with presents, welcoming; knowing far more than us about the continuous marathon of child rearing we were embarking on. Food was left on our doorstep to see us through.
And so it is with Aries. The birthing of Self or any creation takes an initial passage through the unknown, the transition from nothing to the all consuming effort of nurture and growth. You re-enter the normal world that you know and then some.
This is why Aries is associated with courage and the heroic quest. Aries just knows it needs to begin. It is driven to move from the comfort of the womb by a desire, an impulse, a knowing that without its movement all life will cease, there will be no incarnation and no creation. Aries doesn’t know of the terrain he will have to pass through or what that creation will cost. He just knows that it is important to embark on the journey because the future of the kingdom rests with him.
As the Moon and Sun move on, my own established life has recommenced along with the fresh beginning. I have had constant dealings with many new people and an expansion of my work. The people I am meeting are young and full of energy, mustering the courage and hope for the journey before them.
As the expedition begins the Collective rearranges to accommodate our quest and to realise our dream of fully becoming. There is also another cry we hear from the dying past. The fear of the furies pull at the coat tails trying to hold the hero in check. They know the knight’s success means the death of the old comfort even though it has already grown too tight. The old and established may be maintained as their final days are near but there is no sure survival for the young in that stagnant pond. The “one per cent” of the old order know the hero’s quest will alter all they have established. In one final fling, they throw up all the boogeyman stories that have kept the gates of the kingdom safely closed. When the hero closes his ears to their messages, they heap abuse as he pulls away. The old king is hoping our questing knight will become the outcast that will perish on dangerous ground rather than the saviour of the collective. However, there is always help available when assistance is required, his tentative steps to survive outside the womb will lead to success.
A seed grows, nourished in the soil formed from the decay of the old. Now, full of invincible energy, nothing can hold the fresh growth back.
Over the period since the New Moon what impulse have you been feeling? What is your birthing story? How have you felt the urge to move on with your quest? Where have you felt the raging of the furies? Remember in Aries, the fears are the ephemera that evaporate as you continue forward.
Image: I have found this delightful image for Aries that has been widely used on the internet but I have been unable to find the artist’s information. If anyone know who the creator is, I would love to credit them here.