Sun in Taurus & Scorpio Lunar Eclipse- Grounding the Fire

cows-india-diwali_48268_990x742In my last post at the Aries New Moon, I relished the idea that I was creating my own world. Since then I have become a stunned spectator as I witness my intention cause a slipstream where universes collide. Soon after the New Moon, Pluto turned retrograde and I seemed to be internalising the activities of my outer environment. My mind would catch hold of someone else’s drama and have me play it over and over. This is an old sign that I have been externally focussed for too long and have become entangled in things that are not my concern. This is a valuable early warning signal. It is time to ground the fire or suffer burn out. My body responds to the intensity overload with nausea and I just have to sit quietly in the murkiness waiting for the invading parasite to recognise it no longer resides on fertile turf and allow it to dissipate.

Venus moved in to Taurus and allowed a peace to return. All the fun of Aries activity needs its balance in periods of Venusian ease. I recognised how long it was since I had had a break and how I didn’t want my passion to turn sour from being overdriven. I decided to distract myself with different activities and leave my astrology and work aside. ‘A change is as good as a holiday’ proved itself accurate and time and space became more expansive as my mind was relieved by the sensuosity of my body.

I’d wake with happiness and feel gratitude that there was no need for striving. Stretch and relax.  Autumn is well established here and as cold creeps over the windowsill, I linger a little longer in the warm comfort of my lover’s body before I am called to go out and seek the white egret that has appeared on my walks. In fine Taurean style, I milk it!

The Sun follows Venus into Taurus  and the diversionary rest has worked its magic. Mercury aligns with Uranus in Aries and new ideas and possibilities stimulate me now that Pluto has released some of the grit that was jamming the works. It has been intent  on allowing redundant concepts to leave, in order to keep that which truly serves me. There is now rich compost for the ideas of Aries to gain traction and grow.  A new world is being created with new physics. My mind is being blown in radical ways and I feel I am stepping off the reservation and rebuilding my perception of what is possible. My mind is undergoing a rewrite, a full operating system overhaul.

My body , rested and refreshed is exploding with energy. The desire to implement the revolutionary ideas of Mercury/Uranus is strong. I am keen to develop habits that support the manifestation and maintenance of this cutting edge consciousness. This doesn’t sound like Taurus’ unwillingness to change but it must be remembered that once committed, the bull takes the pioneering sensibility of Aries and then starts digging the foundations to ensure they have some substance that will last for the long haul.

I stumbled upon a quote from Buckminster Fuller that captured my imagination. ‘You never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change things you must build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.’  When something like this captures me I paste it in every page of my journal, in order for the thought to become a part of my daily rhythm. At first this expressed the desire of Aries but now that we are in Taurus it strikes me that it is the beast of burden that will be responsible for the building the new reality.

Aries has certainly planted seeds. I have been itching for a fresh start, a new way. I have been inexplicably excited. Mars joined the Sun in Taurus and I received a text saying another offer had been made on our property. I look up from the phone and see the white Goshawk is staring down at me from the telephone lines.  As reluctant as my Taurus Moon is to leave the wonders of its home, we know that Aries fiery inspiration is beginning to take root on the material plane. The cows and sheep in the surrounding meadows, the hawk and I know we are witnessing the old at the fulcrum point where it shape shifts into a new endeavour. This convergence in nature reassures the bull that this is a safe universe and we can solidly put our weight behind this new creation.

Today is the Scorpio Full Moon eclipse and I am fully engaged in evaluating what will be committed to the bonfire that Aries has started and what form the future phoenix my take.

Image: Cows, India by Mariajoseph Johnbasco These cows took refuge from the noise of crackers exploding during the Diwali festival. They found peace on the road.

Aries New Moon- Creating the New World

Minnie Dibdin Spooner - The Land of Counterpane - The Golden Staircase - 1906-1I wrote this about ten hours before the Aries New Moon was exact. This was several days ago. I usually wait for the experience and then report my findings and therefore left this post aside to see what else would unfurl. I should have realised that Aries, always impatient, would rush on to the next adventure, never to return. I post it now belated but intact, an ode to all that this cycle is launching.

I awoke on the morning of the  New Moon and thought, ‘It is all me! This world I am participating in is all generated by me.’ Lying in the dark as the dawn light started to recreate the world around me, I pondered my recent experiences and felt sure I had put this world together piece by piece.

Every thought I have, every little desire  generated by my wondering, wandering imagination appears throughout my day in every form. Poof! A new acquaintance appears that I am sure I have known for eons, an old friend will provide me with manifestations of my perceptions, and a found object will lead me into a fresh chapter. This is my kind of life, I am a mere child, living and unravelling a world of treasure everyday.

There are so many theories of realities out there and I like to keep across them and play with the ideas and not worry too much about what is true. I am a Gemini, a scientist exploring, a journalist reporting and happy with the plethora of phenomena that I can wonder about without the need to pin down reality into a single truth. It is fun to tackle the part of the puzzle before me and allow another bit to come randomly when it will. This is  what keeps it play.

I report my experiences, filling my journals with vignettes. The more I engage and imagine, the more I find my medium doesn’t lie in hieroglyphs on the page but manifests like magic all around me. The stories are played out through people I meet by chance and dramas find their resolution and explode into original dioramas.

Observing all these idle musings coming to pass, I realise that somehow I do create my reality and I am loving how creative I am getting. From the matrix of my mind I am populating my Earth with flora, fauna, people and treasures. I set up grooves with problems I feel I must resolve and total surprises have me racing home to report the miracles I have stumbled across today.

Where do I reside outside of the fantasy that I live within? I am not sure that I really care. I am happy here in the world of my illusion. As a child I was fascinated with Robert Louis Stevenson’s poem ‘The Land of Counterpane’. He was a sickly child and bed bound he built a world from his imagination on the quilt that kept him warm. This idea has become the way I live, redrawing my world, happy living my fantasy. I love living on this cutting edge as I allow my ideas to flow out of the ribbon of my imagination.

This year I have been playing with manifesting from my heart. Living with more love and joy, seeking a deeper intimacy that allows me to find that my centre can always get deeper and yet connect to the variety of magical creatures I meet in daily life. I am becoming tuned into this open vulnerable state and getting better at allowing myself to stay and trust in the present moment. I am recognising quicker when I have wandered off into anxiety and dis-ease. It is the mind which attempts to rush forward and see if the path ahead is safe, without realising that it alone is responsible for manifesting the possibility of failure and ruin at every turn. I reallocate the worrisome one to stand guard in case I slip into an old feeling state that forgets who is creating the delusion. In this faithful servant I have an early warning system of uneasiness before it creates serious damage. I can then wrap this runaway child in love and gentleness and find a new expression that allows us both to love the adventure of quelling the doubt. This universe is safe and perfect for us all to be who we are.

This is the new part that I am bringing in to play at the beginning of this zodiac year. The courage to trust in my perceptions, to claim my own authority, to recognise this world that I am living in is of my own creation and therefore I am the emperor here. There are no wild things that are not my wild things. The only punishing rulers who have power over me are my fears. Everything, the good, the bad and the ugly, is of my invention. Here I can discover quests and expeditions, enjoying that I sometimes forget  what I have orchestrated. I may stumble into a jungle filled with awesome beasts and appreciate the tremulous interactions with these renegade parts of my soul, as I rediscover how much fun it is to have daring adventures. My Aries Knight loves being ready, saddled up with courage to head in once more on his quest to find the holy grail.

And so as I woke on this Aries New Moon I knew I was heading out again on a journey of discovery into strange, as yet undiscovered lands of my imagination. I have a longing in my heart to establish a new kingdom where old and young are following their passions, revealing their talents and wowing me with possibilities. I have created this world and populated it with every thought and whim. With every passing revery when I have thought, ‘Wouldn’t it be cool?’ and ‘What if’, something has burst into being to surprise me when least expected, each individual whim has bought into being a possibility that never existed before. Now this is paradise to me. I am a tourist in my own land, learning that nothing is quite as it seems. Whatever dimension I have woken into and what pain and pleasure may befall me, I am thrilled once more to lift up my lance and rush forth into unfamiliar enchantments.

Image: Minnie Dibbin Spooner, ‘The Land of Counterpane’