Libra 29° (October 22)

Woke up to knowledge of this New Yorker article on astrologers and we weren’t in it. It does bother me a bit only because they talk about how the industry changed beginning fifteen years ago which was when our book Sextrologywas first published. The whole theme of the article is how the field has altered, but nowhere are we credited for being the pioneers of changing the industry. I realize the theme of the piece was social media and apps because somehow those are markings of millenialism, but we changed the field without the use of any of that, by altering the zeitgeist, which allowed for these newer people to take hold. Nobody ever credits the originators only the imitators. I looked up the writer. She’s a Lena Dunham type. Probably has a hedgefund owning Dad who invested in one of the app companies. Anyway, I was also trying to deconstruct some design process with Jesse, but I don’t seem to be getting anywhere with him. His memory is even worse memory than mine. He made the covers with images from our book. I am just trying to see if I can get him to pull those out and send them to me; but he is being so thick about this. And now Jim is here hammering away, two weeks late, and I have to try and write while listen to this racket. I’m going to do the best I can not to let this get me down. But it isn’t easy. I feel like crying I really do. I never seem to catch much of a break these days. And it’s all because everyone else fucking procrastinates or doesn’t have a clue and I have to adjust myself when the thing is that I need to be the priority sometimes and have to make effing sure that my ass is covered before anyone elses. I don’t mean to sound negative but I just feel the weight of the world a bit today and it feels like total crap. And anyway I try to be so preventatie planning for needed peace and quiet.

I do manage to make some headway today although I’m not really sure how it happened. I’m not questioning it. All in a day’s work I suppose. I got through to about five pages, although I do keep combing back through to make sure things are short, sweet and comprehensible, in spite of the size of the thing. I’m looking forward to handing it off and going back to being an entrepreneur for a few weeks. Everything is happening all at once which isn’t a bad thing. Once the New Year arrives people will have bought a goodly number of books. I should do a press release for the Hautes and make sure that gets into the right hands as well. The tee-shirts can be now to Thanksgiving and then focus on books Thanksgiving through January. That will be that. Plus the announcement of our setting up the headquarters of our international consultancy. That is also quite a fun concept. I am going to figure out the voice recognition thing. I also had an idea about what to use as the opening bits for the 2021 books. It all needs to happen in some kind of a roll out. I suppose I should get 2021 underway in my spare time in any case and once the book deal comes in I will simply draft it within the course of two years. There should be precious few sidebars that’s for sure.

I think what I was trying to express to S. is that a few structural (managing editorial) truths are coming home to roost. That the main body language of the book should itself be Inspirational, Empowering, this should be the overall tone. Then we need to pinpoint where there are upshots where either, depending on how we did it, we would either imagine little Rx marks in the text where we can prescribe right there and then OR we can put Rx’s at the end of each sidebar, pairing each of the new/old sidebar ideas to an action item that fits the bill. I kind of thing we end up doing both. But with no literal Rx typed into the main text. Though it isn’t a terrible idea, I think it’s not a classy as we want. I want no shaded type in my book and I won’t delicious paper. I also want hardcover rights to Sextrology to be reverted or given over to another division of same publisher to make box set (if we end up doing that with Harper somewhere, which isn’t out of the realm of possibility. I want to live in the realm of possibility. It is quite possible I will come up short this week but the truth is that, if I can keep up to date here, at least for another day or two, then I may be able to take a few days off to finish what need’s finishing which becomes the fodder for this anyway, drafting into the rough document and posting over here before I refine it for sample purposes. It is a thought. I can leave it there, don’t you think? I’m ready to make some major hay!

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Libra 28° (October 21)

It’s one of those mornings where you realize that try as you might to clean as you go; the entire household morphs into a bordel when one is here alone. My bed will be this life raft of provisions—phones, remote, laptop, notebook, pen, one or to sets of eyeglasses, a bowl with spoon precariously placed. Coffee cups, wine and beer and still and fizzy water glasses, gummies and oils, more pens, bedside, tissues and socks stuffed into sheets or under-bed with shoes and slippers and such. The kitchen a disaster from making clam chowder and eating but not cleaning up a single bit after. The floor a minefield of puddles food and fluff from the dryer, clothes still in it needing folding, more to move through. Needing to vacuum under beds and all around and to mop; and fold and put everything away and separate the trash from the recycleables in their myriad categories.

Coming off the last point on the Virgo theme I think I wanted to say, oh yes, that we need to look at that other element of the spica, the gestation angle. But first we might get into Mercury on the earth plane. Grounded birds. Patsy Cline I fall to pieces. The M folding in is also niche. How they psychology and emotionally process experience (delusional). Embodying the slow unfolding, things that reflect that are great too tai chi yoga. Smoldering looks? There is more to say. There are many factors that can go into the seasoned humanistic astrologer’s ability to accurately guess a person’s sign. The metaphysical aspects of being a Virgo—or any sign—are often reflected in/by the physical appearance. In contrast you might say the physical traits of a person can symbolic of their cosmic nature. Body language is also tell-tale.

But I need to get some things off my chest. I like that expression especially now. And I might as well express it. I have a lot to be motivated by at this juncture and I’ve still a long way on the current project but I have got to start coming down off of stress and get back into my body and back into a city. This has been the longest summer ever here on the Cape, though I was away for a month of it. I have to be available to more now in my and that is going to require some hard work on my part. Look I have to buck up on some level and just get some things off my docket. I have to write things down as they happen or I never can recall the what what’s on my mind. I think the plan today is to regroup and put things in some sort of outline. Maybe I should read through the entire thing again and take a sort of inventory of what’s been said and where it’s going so that I can have an outline for finishing by Friday. That would be a sensible thing to do. I did get the last Dr. thing scheduled and ordered some new eyebobs. I also asked for a few more edits on that tee media kit—still waiting on the lawyer, the designers, and for this freaking outside deck to be finished. I was toying with the idea of touching base with Banane but it might be best to just leave it. I do need to let S. know that I’m in touch with JLB and we will be putting plans together in time for the New Year’s Eve party. So much to do between now and then. I plan to spend the next two weeks working back into monk mode, putting all the minutae aside for a hot minute. Then what I need do is write a comprehensive something that can go to corporations who are just chomping at the bit to give me dough.

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Libra 27° (October 20)

Went for a drive this morning to see what I can see in terms of whether my jacket might have been chucked outside somewhere but no luck there. Karma is a bitch and I am an agent thereof. I was focused on Virgo and so it was fitting I had a chat with D. Made myself a delicious chowder and continued bingeing on beer and Scott & Bailey. Not the most productive weekend perhaps but, oh I don’t know, it’s just a bit impossible to function on ones own. There is all the cooking and the errands and the cleaning and it’s just impossible to do any creative work under such conditions, really, but hey what are you going to do. I could have found the time if not the motivation. But I know it’s going to be full on in the coming days so I’m of the mind I should indulge. I put the branding in motion for the product, I put the media kit together for the tees. Nobody can say I’m not pulling my weight but I need now to be sharp as a tack. And so I shall be. The book work has been started and that is all that needs to happen at this particular juncture. If anything I had to step back and get some perspective—at least that’s the story I’m telling myself.

It is in many ways a no brainer to delve Virgo’s mind-body connection since the sign is hinged quite heavily on that theme. This is true, to some extent, of all three earth signs, while for Virgo woman the sign’s symbol alone gives us vivid entree to the subject. The Virgin Kore holds the spica(meaning “ear of grain”) from which we get the word spike. It would seem she is poised to put it somewhere, to ingest it or instigate gestation. The first scenario speaks to the sign of Virgo’s rule over the digestive system—Kore eats the seeds of pomegranate that seals her fate of doing time in the underworld—embodying the cycle of life and death. Digestion is a literal process of meting out life giving nutrient from waste (which nonetheless increases fertility, of which Demeter is goddess). Again, digestion is also a metaphor for the human conscience, from whence is determined the would-be increasingly divine nature of our being, whereby the duality of what is right or wrong for ourselves, our community and environment, and our (spiritual) world is determined by choices that determine our behavior (body) working in tandem with our beliefs (mind). The digestive system has an intelligence of its own—the stomach, in fact, is often referred to as the second brain. We would be hard-pressed to run the workings of this system with our minds. If anything tinkering with our bodies as might arise from hypoconstrial tendies, to which Virgo woman especially succombs, is more likely to make one sicker.

Anyway that is probably enough on that for now. I have to be carefully how it is I’m putting together this collage (an apt word) of Virgoness. Something still left to highlight: Getting out of her own way which marries to last bit of the last paragraph and speaks to that M folding in on itself while it should be an image of tuning in. I think we pretty much covered her disappearance acts to find a fresh audience. The broken record. Loss being something broken, loss of ability. Whether looking at the broken lame Hephaestus or Pandora breaking open her box (more accurately a jar), or the virgin Kore being raped we are dealing with the trauma of loss, whether it be ability or purity, either way, putting us on a road toward healing. Seeking acceptance (approval from outside sources) versus embodying acceptance of self and all the unpreventables that life throws ones way, living life on life’s terms, and also accepting the consequences of ones conscience as it determines our choices, habits, behaviors. The Virgo experience is all about letting the light (of personal revelation and healing) get in through the cracks of where we’ve been broken, like Hephaestus, letting disability and disenfrancise fuel our own sense of divinity in the crucible of our conscience, to alter our alchemy, to turn life’s lemons into lemonade. If Beyoncé only knew how astrological on point she was.

But where do we find you Virgo in this process? Would you not agree that these themes we’ve outlayed are the hingepins of your human existence?

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Libra 26° (October 19)

I basically just binged on television. Then fell asleep in the afternoon. Woke up and thought, okay, I can ride my bicycle into town and have a couple of beers for a laugh. It was like Spring Break. My idea of Oysterfest is older rather farty types, but this was a youthquake of sorts. And I cannot help but think that there were white supremacist overtones to the whole shindig. First of all, how do twenty year old men in 2019 know all the lyrics to songs by The Band and Creedence Clearwater Revival? That smacks of something very white. I don’t really recognize this culture as anything remotely resembling the youth of my generation. These people seem really rather mean underneath. Someone made off with my jacket (with my reading glasses in the pocket) and I had to freeze on the way back home. Back to writing this sample:

When one speaks of the so-called power signs, Leo and Scorpio, and sometimes Capricorn, are cited. And while all signs are embued with their own special brand of power, Virgo has the potential to most puissant of them all. The sign energy is all about potential, possibility and the fulfillment of functional happiness that results in, or is achieved by way of, certain alchemical change. For the Virgo this is an inside job, and a tough one at that. There is by rights some necessary navel-gazing that comes with being a native of this sign; and others bear witness to the real struggle, and the machinations thereof, which characterize Virgo woman’s experience. For her, more than anyone, life is literally what she makes of it—she is defined not by her thoughts or feelings but by her actions, and more accurately, by the contributions she makes in life, compelled by the urgings of her conscience. A signature paradox of the sign, however, is the seeming vagary of Virgo’s own internal messaging system, the meanings and motivations of her emotional and moral compass, which is thus designed to drive her deeper into searching her feelings, to embrace them completely, whereby said alchemical alteration should occur. To others in her life it appears that she is forever mulling over the same issues, often for years on end, often including others as sounding boards in the process. But her trademark litanies and laments are symptoms of her inherent process of personal evolution, not the cause of being emotionally stuck, as people might perceive it.

The sign of Virgo is all about what you make of your life. You are at a crossroads, metaphysically, so that you can beg all the important questions, not just for yourself, but for all of us. Virgo represents the human conscience, the sign’s rule over digestion extending to the metaphorical chomping on and processing of experience.

Well, it would have been fun today to have a friend to do Oysterfest with; but I haven’t even heard back from the boys of summer I once knew in my youth. I feel as if I have to close a door, now, on all of that which is somewhat sad. The best days in recent years are now some seven years ago when I would go to Paris and see Dave and I feel that things have gone so down hill since then despite the boons of the past several years. It now comes down to me I feel. I have a few pages now drafted but one of the things that happens as a result of writing is the knowledge that you can’t go down every rabbit hole and that some of what you’re writing is crap (and seeming off brand); and that you have to find a way to create markers (in this case upshots) so that the book fulfills what the proposal outlines. At the same time one will need to make a check list of things that need being said. There are the action items and there are the would be sidebars. But again things like that won’t be determined except by reading through as I go. I have to have five pages finished by Tuesday that is the goal. And this is where I give myself pep talks.

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Libra 25° (October 18)

I’ve got to be in today. I’ll start by making some copies of important guidelines I created to hang on the wall to keep me on track. I also need to read some old book proposal stuff which I think is going to turn out to be very helpful. What I realize as I sit to write is that (I’m reminded) the writing process itself triggers other stuff. I can’t be friends with Kenny cuz he was mean to you but you can be friends with a whole host of unsavory characters. Take back the negative energy of your acts and deal with it yourself. I am forever removed from this thought form. Anyway eff all.

We talk about various planetary stuff but we highlight Chiron in this chapter. He is the only son born to Cronus (Roman: Saturn) out of wedlock with Rhea who bore him the six main, first-generation Olympian gods, Zeus chief among them. So Chiron is a kind of weird uncle, the black sheep, dark horse. He is a version of a centaur, although he has human (front) legs, a monster whose mother left him to die she was so abhorred, the elephant in the room, the Elephant Man, in effect. We will not wade into how the eastern elephant god Ganesh, whose festival falls at the start of Virgo, is a godly archetype associated with the sign.

Chiron has a funny path that crosses Saturn’s orbit, then elipses closer to Uranus. So it is proferred that Chiron combines Saturn’s strict overlord denergy with that of Uranus’s break-free spirit. And if we know anything we know that Virgo woman is all about finding middle ground. Mutable earth means Middle earth in this context. Bilbo and Frodo Baggins, meanwhile inhabit this archetypal landscape as they are the Everyman. Mutable earth is Middle Ground Surrender is Acceptance. Living Life on Life’s Terms

Demeter herself is the middle ground between her two sisters. Hera, queen of the gods, is the glamour puss; Hestia, goddess of the hearth, is the scabby queen of the pantheon, and her energy hovers over both signs of Leo and Virgo. In Virginia Woolf’s The Waves, she is Susan. (Go! Read a book!) Demeter means earth mother De signifying Earth and Meter meaning Mater. I’ll never use any of this. I didn’t like Naples all that much. But imagine becoming a hippy and living like a pauper off of the tiny money I do make. Ha ha ha. I’d be a flush homeless person. I don’t know why this strikes me as humurous.The thing is is: To make every word of every chapter make it clear that they are the best. Should we write this in the second-person?? It is a very good question. I am doing the best I can. I lowered my standards today a bit I think. Probably too much if you ask me. Well who asked ya. This is Friday night. We will have some lovely Bandol. I say I’m in but I’m not. And this weekend will be a wash because I will stay up all night(s) long watching Scott & Bailey.

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Libra 24° (October 17)

Ugh, I awoke to a pooping dream. “How common.” (Bubble from AbFab)I had to do it in a group toilet setting next to a girl I knew. The anxiety of the all-gender bathroom rearing it’s head? Perhaps. It was a rather fitful night in any case and I awoke, yet again, at two-thirty and rolled around and watched TV with no sound for another three hours. I feel okay considering but not top notch. The weather was absolutely crazy, raining and gusting, the house shaking like mad, branches down everywhere. And though no longer raining this morning it was blustery like fast moving clouds in a sky that recalls early eighteenth century English pastoral vases and paintings and miniatures. I know what I mean by that. I always maintained it wasn’t my favorite time to live. I did much prefer the early nineteenth century. It was a very wholesome and cozy and empowering time for me.

Anyway I need to put some thoughts and feels on paper for a project so I might as well do it here:

Aesthetics: Keywords: Essential, Elegant, Mystic, Metaphysical, Ethereal/Earthy, Old-World Modernist (modern from early 20th century view), Boston Brahmin, Transcendentalist, Cosmic (in Klint way), Simple Strong, Established, Old-Fashion-House-y, Powerful, Beautiful, Reassuring, Understanded Luxury.

Impressions + Narrative:

The Hilma af Klint was a big inspiration as it was an artistic communcation of a cosmic cionsciousness. She particularly stressed the essential power of the colors blue and yellow. Our existing AsterCast logo has been a sort of bluey grey and gold, which is vaguely on theme. We have explored varioations in our minds like midnight blue (sky) and palest yellow (star) to more greige and pale gold, being more neutral and seventies, stark, like a desert sand landscape under clouded sky.* We have also imagined the blue bordering on green, more sea foamy, paried with a gold. It’s a classic combination where the sea foam could take on a Tiffany blue kind of signature. It is the contrast in Klint’s conception of these essential colors that feels right and resonant, and we think that we might entertain any number of variations growing out of this basic pairing. Our ritual morning coffee turns out is had in one blue and one yellow cup. When we have a late morning coffee or tea we serve it in seafoamy cups, just a funny coincidental bit of self-reflection. (The tray on which we serve coffee and breakfast every day all these decades was purchased in a thrift shop in 1984 at the end of the school year in which we met France. It is made in Japan but looks Indian in design. Only recently did we realize that the now faded pattern depicts a circle with twelve dotted orbs, like stellar flowers, the Zodiac cosmic wheeel, set within an unfolding lotus, underscoring our thirty-six year relationship?).

* Woody Allen’s “Interiors” (1978) with its spare seventies American vision (with stark Swedish/Bergman overlay), is nonetheless powerfully loaded, and psycholoically so. The air is heavy with anticipation—in this way it’s a horror film. The nothingness makes the underlying something that much stronger. And, stylistically, we see a mix of old (painted walls and moldings and antiques) paired with more modern and contemporary elements (the dining set, the minimalism, the “plain-ness” of her hair and clothes, almost like devotional vestments, nearly expressing a Shaker sense of spirituality and life style). Ascetism despite the fact these northeast intelligentia Americans are sufficiently monied. A sense of unadorned adornment. All is visible and yet it communicates on the feeling level. There is mysticism.The final scene of the film is an outdoor shot, ironically, contrasting pale cream sand and grey sky, the same color scheme in the shot of woman in camel jumper on in greige interior. Gold and Silver.

Companies with Inspirational Brand Identies: Alaia, Frederique Malle
Images: Coffee Cups, Tea Cups

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Libra 23° (October 16)

I had a dream I was flying a plane. Apparently this is a generally good sign of taking control. Although the details of the dream made for a sometimes fearful, fretful ride, where I would keep having to pull up. I do remember trying to keep myself at a certain height where I wouldn’t hit (any more) trees (than I already had) but where it still felt comfortable, like, if I had to put it down, it wouldn’t be too hard or fateful. Anyway, I was sometimes flying it and sometimes not. But I think it puts me in solid stead in starting what I need to start for the next fortnight. Today my goals are simple. I’m going to re-read everything and make necessary notes for myself in the process. I have to remind myself of what we have already said anew (meaning what will be rehash) and how to otherwise break down the sections.

So far, I’m finding that there is a bit of the Metaphysical Musing bit that could work for the snapshot. S. had flagged it for section two which is also correct. Actually makes me realize that the snapshot rather connects to section two. I want to print-out the bits on the sections and hang it over my desk. I say something in this bit about the three p’s (but that’s not right since I define them as people places and things. I think I either had it written differently or never fixed it before it was edited. something.) Must definitely address that. But what I am seeing emerge from going through this first document anyway is some kind of understanding on how to group these bits into collage which is something I’m going to do as I go. I made the type of the Experience bits green so to differentiate from the Musings. Don’t worry, you’re not suppose to know what I’m talking about. Today is really for me. To talk myself through this process which isn’t all that easy, though I am trying to keep it simple. Most of the green stuff (because most of the Experience bits) are male centric and don’t apply, really, to this particular chapter. It feels so good today not to have anything in my system. The plan tomorrow is to get the snapshot drafted and work into the sign and significance section. That would be a very profitable Thursday indeed. Friday, then, can focus on the second chunk, which will largely have to be written from scratch, and that shouldn’t be too too hard either. And then I have the weekend to write the last bit. With that we should have the makings of something great.

Oops just led myself up the garden path called memory lane where I fell down a rabbit hole. This needn’t be so hard. All I have to do now is read for another two hours. Surely I can do that. Then I need to look at both bios; and that should be that. I am going to see what loss of lbs can be achieved as well during this two-week creative retreat slash clear out. I did work those two hours and have made all my notes on the sample chapter starter kit so I actually start writing a new book, the way I see it, on the morrow so that’s exciting. And it’s not the only exciting news really. But I’m trying to stay very much on an even keel. Trying to fly not to high or too low as per my dream. Anything can happen and I’m not getting carried away carrying chickens. Speaking of which I roasted one tonight and served with bok choy. Had just a thimble of Bandol and then watched Scott + Bailey, which is my new binge. So happy to have one! I could stop there but I’m going to voice some thingss here that I will feel later. I am of the mind that nomatter how undistracted you think you are or will be things have a way of slicing into your experience. The trick is to still do the one thing you need to do immediately before other things. I may have to learn that lesson, one more time, the hard way. I have given myself a fortnight with a certain project and I do need to stick to that goal. There will be other projects sliding in tomorrow over my main goal. I will need to work a very long day. I look forward to returning this Cosmic Blague to a more purisst form.

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Libra 22° (October 15)

Here we go. Libratime is flying fast and I’m playing chicken with my deadlines and own creativity. So I have about a half an hour to say what I want to say. Then I will make myself some sardines and red onion and capers on toast as my lunch. Only I’ll skip the toast. I was up again for hours and hours last night, and though I tried for a nap it was thwarted by Farmer Jim who is here working on the property. With astro new year, read ten Blagues dating back to the beginning. Which means when the Experience Intros are over, go into Calypso first. (You can tell us what you’re doing.) Also slowly go through Sextrology for areas of elaboration, for exploring side-bars as main text, etc for Nextrology. “Stationers” store with a used bookstore annex. I want to do something extraordinary and different. Lecture/workshop.Keep it simple talk in mantras and action items, addressing the physical self and body parts exploring myth and archetype. What to do for your body? This might be something to add to the situation. Virgos need to leave more time. They are the most likely to show up with wet hair. I am really pushing here. Was just thinking I would hijack this entire post and talk about how I was terrorized by my sister, a malignant narcissist, born on June 14, surely, for the first eighteen years of my life, and, arguably, until the second death of a parent whereupon I’ve never had to set eyes on her again. Now, for more than the past three years, I have been terrorized by yet another malignant narcissist, also born on June 14, in the form of this (I will not call him) president. If you don’t think that astrology is real—don’t get me wrong not everyone born on June 14 is a non-empath antichrist—but if you know me, or we collaborate, and you have this same birthday, please know that I have given our relationship extra thought and I have found: Many of you are paler, less dangerous versions of the two who shall not be named. While more of you have detected a certain aspect of self that can “go there” and you have gone the extra mile to be that much more good and better than you might have been without your negative propensities. This is Gemini duality: The ability to go higher than the rest of us because you can also go lower. The sign is ruled by Mercury the psychopomp who can solely travel from deepest Hades to the heavenly heights.

Hunter Biden has a very good tan. And though he doesn’t quite send me he does look rather healthy and vital—whitest teeth, nut brown skin, ruby red lips, cristal blue eyes set in shining whites therof. A friend posted a TedTalk by RL and was raving about it. To me it sounded overwritten, underrehearsed and slurring (he seemed drunk). I’m becoming more and more psychic. I dreamed about E. drinking. And then found out this morning it was the anniversary of his sobreity. I’m glad I mentioned the dream to S. who was like: um he just posted this anniversary. In the dream he was so far gone, talking jibberish. And we had driven far to this event and felt a bit put out. Literally there were no hotel rooms and we were on beds in the lobby. I am losing the plot. I have lost the plot. I got a good deal accomplished and there is still a fortnight left before being deposed and I have to use my time very wisely as there are also appointments during that spate and chores and all the rest of it. So tomorrow I have to fully map out everything. Then give Tim’s bio a peek. It looks like I’ll have to work this weekend instead of doing the Oysterfest thing. No company coming although I was very much looking forward to a guys’ weekend, it didn’t pan out and that’s okay. I’m still finding ways to procrastinate and can ill afford it. I will move the needle tomorrow if it’s the last thing I do. And it just might be. I cannot afford another day of faffing about. Everyone was delayed, now I am. And I am not now going to move on some dime for others. I have to prioritize myself and my own projects. Much, as I often say, can happen in a fortnight. In fact most things can. I have to remove disdain from my body.

Things a Virgo need rid herself of. Disdain and Doubt. She is not by nature trusting. Think of Amy and of Heather today. Make an offering to Demeter. Loss and grief are the themes of the Demeter myth. She has only one child. The pig is sacred to her. Goddess of Sacred Law and the Cycles of life. The Eleusian mysteries center on Demeter and Kore and pre-date the Olympian pantheon of gods. Her flower is the Poppy that grows among the barley. Being an earth goddess does have its underworld tones. Demeter is assigned the zodiac constellation Virgo the Virgin by Marcus Manilius in his 1st century Roman work Astronomicon. In art, constellation Virgo holds Spica, a sheaf of wheat in her hand and sits beside constellation Leo the Lion. Underground ceramic jars to store corn, grain. They are silos. When the corn of the old crop is laid on the fields, this is seen as the reunitiging of Demeter and Persephone.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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Libra 21° (October 14)

Okay so this is the last of the metaphysical mohegans day, and that seems fitting as it is indigenous peoples day. This is a reinvetion I can definitely get with. I am trying very hard to have a genuine experience (did you see the irony there?) but I’m not convinced it’s going to happen. The trick is to be okay when it doesn’t and to stay vigilant in some ultimate expectation of fruition and not giving up the ghost which will only cause myriad problems. The Glow Plan is simple: Drawing on the ten years of experience doing the festival and five years of the series, where we bottled the festival philosophy, the aim would be to raise money to create a “moveable festival” whereby we would partner with dozens of venues in small cities and towns, ultimately, throughout New England, enriching the cultural landscape while providing work for progressive, non-commercial artists. In effect Glow would institute a neo-vaudeville circuit of sorts in New England, all powered, non-profit through private and corporate sponsorship donations and grants. That really is the long and the short of it. I would thus like to find twenty companies who could give me fifty thousand each, as one million dollars would be needed to fund artists moving, in rotation, from one venue to the next along said circuit. I really think this doable. I am wondering if I shouldn’t … I never finished that sentence. So we have taken a little trip to the stores and bought some lovely things, sweetie. I really want to have stuffed clams on Friday with salad. Tonight is pizza night with salad. Tomorrow will be Salmon with tarragon and epinards. Wednesday and Thursday will be chicken based. I will have soup and such on Saturday and Sunday. I need to get the festival calendar. If I decide to show up with a check (to this party on the twenty-sixth) that will just be what happened. We chatted in the car about the Paris scenario. It seems so many renovations on apartments everywhere, and it’s also happened to Paris, is away from bath tubs. I don’t know girl. I think I might just decide to rent an apartment year-round there and make it work. I don’t need something this fancy. I need bold moves based on some solid intel.

Tomorrow our Haute Astrology books will go on sale and I will look for that promotion. I don’t know what to do regarding the tee shirts. I have put together the seeds of a press kit but there is no real follow through; I don’t think he understands that I am asking him to do work on it. Deliverables is something that not everyone is good at executing. I will do my two doctors calls today as well. The guys that work in the field for news agencies are always English and sort of clean-cut rugged. It’s such a type. I always feel so happy, say, on trips when we meet new people. And the bonding always happens so completely. And then it dissolves just as readily. It’s the way it goes I realize. We will stay up for a bit and play by the fire with our salad and pizza. I am coming out of whatever fog seems to have descended on me these last weeks, a result of feeling like everyone I’m dealing with it set on some lower speed than I am. I just want to get all the motors running, especially those that are creative and remuneative. It has been some time since I’ve worked with other people and I’m not that used to it I suppose. I really have no time for people’s laziness, bullshit or excuses. It’s just not something I can do. I have to be the bad cop too it seems in this equation. I got rid of that disease whose initials just happen to be V.D.. I will tomorrow change the narrative and get out of this personal ranting head and start talking about the various signs again. I’m actually thinking about all the books I want and need to write. But it really does hinge on hitting this new one out of the park. I feel a lot of pressure. Still I am up to the challenge I believe. I just need to get over this particular hump. I have to get over feelings of dread. That is probably my biggest demon to vanquish. I suppose it is a form of fear. I feel it as part of social anxiety. But mainly I feel as if I’m going to fail at things at which I previously succeed. I need to ritualize this I think in order to make a real difference. A fake it till you make it moment of sorts, but even more than that, really. Just choosing certain alchemy changing the physical landscape. This is always really important for anyone with any Virgo in them. I really am dealing with the Undeliverables on every level. But it will do me no good to be the voice of censure; I always get shot when I do that. The messenger once again putting his position out there. And so I will rise above and focus on my own happiness for the coming weeks. It can be an empowering time if I allow it. So Mote It Be.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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Libra 20° (October 13)

Okay so here I am. It took me until three today to sit down to write today’s entry. It was a quiet day. I got a goodly amount accomplished, not nearly as much as I would have liked, however surely enough. There is time in case I need to run out and get something else from the shops, meanwhile I think I can just let go and enjoy this tiny bit of buzz I’ve created. I don’t need things to make logical sense right now. It is strange that I don’t speak to my own best man. He never liked me and I never liked him. This is something I realized only yesterday. I always had placeholder people in my life when I was young. I was more aspirational about people in my soul; but I never always managed to attract them, though there were certain times when I did so. Every day must be a process of letting go. I don’t write parodies or plays or poems or even prose. I write this and non-fiction. That’s the truth of the matter. I can feel my muscles seizing up as I write this the relaxant backfiring as it can at first often do. I’m physically full I know that but it’s okay. I could quickly drive to the store and they would never know would they? Or would they? I think I hurt my knuckles without knowing it, probably in the fall. Either that or I have a sudden auto-immune disorder. What if I just stopped. Everything. Right now. What if this is the worst it will be? Tired of tension and of twitching. Tired of watching past roll by on a two dimensional screen. This is all part of it so stay vigilant. I am talking to me and not you so don’t sweat it. I need to come down off my thrown and leave myself alone. This errant overseer won’t show up. He never finishes anything he starts. He was already in the process of suring up the deck, now it is demolished, and the back door blocked, which I’m going to consider something of a fire hazard. It has been this way for too too long. I have been overly kind and patient. But I must be cautious not to use this as an excuse either. There is always the library which can be very quiet. Or some cafe that doesn’t exist. I will not only get through this I will hit it out of the park. That is waht I have to do. I will phone about my shoulder or they will phone me. Four months ago I said this: Starting July 1 you will be writing a Blague entry a day about a place you frequent.Winter is the time for doing such things. I will make last minute apologies for Halloween. I have to be deposed and I have to focus on health and healing. This is how I’m feeling. Finally. Wonderful Full Moon tonight to mark the occasion.

I just learned (nearly two months later) that a local guy I became friendly with these last couple of years died in his sleep of natural causes. He was only forty two and had a young son. The randomness of this is really too much to bear. We never know what’s going on in people’s lives but there you have it. I must pause and I must go on. I didn’t know you well, but I will nonetheless carry a little bit of you forward. It is very sad. But I cannot save or change the world. And as always the only way forward is with greatest focus on self. I’m doing it again. I’m becoming distracted for no good reason. I will simply try to work my own magic. I have closed yet another local door. That is a pattern. I don’t need to be this sad anymore. I must get on my proper footing as someone who is meant to send something to me today most recently said. I do not like being made to feel like I’m high maintenance because I have high expectations. I only want people to do what they want to do—I don’t want to make people comply. That is not my responsibility. But then I certainly don’t want to be made to feel like I’m somehow uptight because people supposedly interested in working with us don’t contact us for six months. That is the problem. Not my reaction to the problem. It’s not the problem for me to say we have to move on because we have a deadline. I mean, seriously? What I’ve noticed with people as they get older is that they become very much interested in self preservation, which has its good aspects. But one of the negatives ones becomes a sort of superiority that stems from the narcissism around self care. Like I’m thin and I jog a lot so I don’t really need the  approval of other people. Well maybe none of us need the approval of any of the rest of us. Or perhaps we all do. All I know is that self-reliance is where it has always been at. Even at high levels, or even in my personal life where I had never had any kind of assist but for in this past year, nothing works unless you personally work it. And I for one am truly excited about the prospect of making something major happen today. I must say I feel a bit on edge. Where is that script for stuff, anyway? I found a letter from my primary care and I opened it only to realize it was the script he forgot to send me home with; and then somehow I lost that. I have no idea where it went. I wouldn’t have thrown it away and anyway I’ve looked through the trash and don’t see it. So very odd.

Anyway we spent last night eating lightly and having some good fun in regard to reading new thought leaders that are floating our boat these days. Beginning to feel more like myself after a good deal of time not. I’m going to spend a couple of hours creating a little narrative about where I am in my current pforcess. I have some notebooks I can work from and I’m ready to hit the ground running on Wednesday, really, if I’m being honest, working on three pages a day those three days. Meaning the snapshot should really happen by the end of the day tomorrow. You have no idea what I’m talking about and frankly I don’t give much of a damn. A little but not much. In other words, it is, as they say, all good I just need to average a page a day and I’ll be in groovy shape. Enough of this as I now hae a soul to bare for the next forty minutes. I’ll post that experience next.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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