Gemini 10° (May 31)

Today is Walt Whitman’s Birthday Walt Whitman is a Gemini. So is the circus peanut. If you want to grasp the duality of the sign ponder that. On Whitman’s birthday we are reminded of the divine glory in what we all too often consider mere existence, a perception made all the more difficult by a tangerine demon who seeks to destroy every moment of the daily love and celebration we should feel just being alive. We must take up the better angelic, swift sword of righteousness and disallow the diabolical creatures to drag us down any longer. We are not powerless. We are the majority and goodness shall prevail but not without a fight. Take a stand, make a move; don’t stew like a slowly boiled frog. Don’t kid yourself into complacency. Be vigilant and be kind and be strong. Start by ridding yourself of your own indecencies. Make amends to those you’ve wronged. Free yourself from the bonds of even a glint of darkness. Ready yourself for the moral, mortal battle of the ages being waged in the human heart.

Today’s Forecast is No You Better Didn’t with a 99% chance of Karma Goin’t Bite Yo Ass. That’s the way I’m looking at it anyway. I have cleared the path (I hope), swept my side of the street. Sometimes it takes clarifying something from the past that isn’t sitting right. Not always making amends but also giving others the opportunity to do likewise—whether or not they feel they owe it is on them—as I take a rather medieval approach to this sort of thing. (sitting on a horse in armor) “I hereby offer you this mercy to clear your conscience and in so doing receive my forgiveness in the name of all that is holy divine.” I just did that in case you were wondering. Otherwise forever hold your peace sort of thing. And I just get tired of letting things slide, if you know what I mean and why wouldn’t you?

We spent the afternoon strolling Provincetown as it just looked too dodgy and cold to go for our beach walk. And we ran into just about everyone we could synchronistically see. It was fairly life affirming and a good reminder that there are so many friendships and blendships there for us. We ended up walking about five miles which makes sense as Commercial Street is three miles long and we didn’t go quite to either end but just about. Grabbed a dozen shrimp and sort of wung it and they definitely came out delish—just some lime, chili flakes, fresh minced garlic, salt and pepper—and we served it on Caesar. Nothing wrong with that. We had a mocktail of watermelon juice to start. For the past couple nights someone (not me) has been falling asleep to Victor Victoria but never getting that much further along than, say, twenty minutes. Last night we did get to nearly three quarters the way through. I now have seen it six and a half times at least in the past several days. It’s faggy Friday when we always watch something super fagged out. Tomorrow, Saturday, is Subtitle Saturday when we watch foreign films or TV shows.

Okay I am forging ahead and going to do a little timed writing on the Aquarius experience:

Following Capricorn, the cardinal-earthsign, which correlates, among other things, to the old-guard and the edification of tradition, comes the eleventh sign of Aquarius, breaking through what has come before with explosive energy. Aquarius, fixed-air, is about the establishment of new orders, air signifying the world of ideas, sets of ideals, as well as social ideology. The signis associated with all things revolutionary and evolutionary, the sweeping in of new waves and epochs, new concepts, paradigms and constructs. The sign symbol depicts two waves, air-waves, new waves of frequency to which we are all are colletively attuning. The sign’s ruler, Uranus, is the deemed “the awakener,” and its cosmic force is sudden and sweeping. Named for the god of the universe it points to our collective consciousness and, well, univerality—the eleventh astrological house rules large groups and organizations such as would usher in sweeping new modes of thinking. This is also, among many other attriubtes, the astrological house of the future—all that is new to explore, and what uncharted territory, metaphysical or otherwise, into which one can boldly go forth. How better do we represent the future and that which is still left to explore by us but by the concept of infinite outer space, itself, that which the sky-god Uranus personifies in mythology. The fact that Aquarius people are known to be far out or freaky is more than pop-astrology, it speaks to the future energy of the sign.

Uranus signals divergence from the norm, in keeping with its revolutionary power. Now think of it biologically: What is a sudden mutation but an oddity in the present which nonetheless will become the mainstay of the future. It is a glimpse of what is to come. Diversity, all too often a dirty word to conventional thinking and society, is actually the most crucial aspect of the survival of any species. The mutation ultimately  becomes the mainstay. And so if you want to know what the general norm of the human personality will Look like down the line in our history, look to your Aquarian friends and family and they will give you some idea. Shocking isn’t it? Well, shockis that sudden sweepingness of the new. And who knew that Darwinism was thus encoded into this most ancient Zodiac—those crazy Chaldeans! Of course Chrlie himself was born under this most evolutionarily minded sign along with other light-bulb heads like Galileo, Thomas Edison, Copernicus and H.G. Wells who could never have predicted that his steam-punk sensibility might still be trendy into the twenty-first century. Or maybe he did. The male and female Aquarian chapters in our book Sextrologyare titled The Visitorand The Vision, respectively. Taken together they speak to the alien(ated) quality of the sign, as if they are visitors from outer time-space, and to the revelatory energy of the sign, both in their own epiphanous experience as well as that very same effect they can have on others.

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Gemini 9° (May 30)

Something I had to write today somewhat redacted:

Heavily
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Gemini 8° (May 29)

Wonderful day. Gummies in the wee hour when I awoke sent me into Nirvana sleep. I rose later in the morning in this sort of sleepy state I haven’t felt since I was in the summer of my fifth year when all I had to look forward to in the waxing morn was to going to day camp. I ran away from day camp often but I don’t think it was because I didn’t like it…?…necessarily. I also dreamed I wrote some text with multiple double negatives which were hard to follow and we laughed about that. Attemped a walk on the ocean side as it was so sunny at the house but as we drove to the beach it was all clouds and it was absolutely freezing and damp and people were leaving the beach like refugees. So we headed over to the bayside instead and had quite a lovely stroll and managed to do over three miles in the end, anyway. It’s a much easier walk so not as good for the glutes but…anyway…

The final Wednesday morning watching the previous evening’s Fosse Verdon which is probably the best mini series ever to be produced for television. Sam Rockwell is fantastic but can’t hold a candle to Michelle Williams which is kind of perfect given the theme of Fosse forever overshadowing Verdon. I read somewhere they might bring it back but that just seems impossible given the full circleness of the ending et al. It was a perfect gem as is anyway. The way Michelle/Gwen said Bob was the way every woman of that era seemed to say Bob, which was with a sort of jovial contempt. The character she put over seemed the 1970s Everywoman to the max. It was actually at times even a bit painful to watch because it so directly evolked long buried feelings associated with my early seventies childhood, mainly, of single-digit age.

I wonder how much of my pain is referred pain. I mean it literally but as I type this I see the metphor involved. I am on call today for clients and will speak with one in particular. It’s funny because when I do experience certain (real) it might be when I’ve taken some oils or something medicinal. It’s like the medicine reveals the something there, instead of dulling the pain more precisely pinpointing where it’s stemming from so in a sense making it worse and yet isolating it as if to point out to me the spot(s) where I should be focusing my breathing and meditation, creating that kind of pain that at least gives you the sense of potential healing, a subject, in astrology, expecially, that is always so paradoxical. And I do welcome the direction even pain might give me.

Besides writing some solo work; separate from acting in a play, I do think it could be interesting to study screenwriting. Something tells me it’s a skill set I could aim to secure. In thinking about WOW or any creative writing work, prose in particular, in can be to varying degrees helpful to consider the whole world of the thing. Something Leo’s are particularly good at I would also like to be a botanist “to co-create with god”…Harry Potter is a world as well as a single character. And we are once again back at the A of a Y. I really multi-dutying here but that’s okay too.

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Gemini 7° (May 28)

Watched a little Gentleman Jack then made our merry way in to Ptown for the usual post office, town hall, bank and shop and to meet with our new lawyers. Since we burnt the candle a bit this past weekend, working hard by day and also getting in some good exercise and then having a bit of a holiday weekend eating whatever we like and enjoying some good vino de vin, we took ourselves out for a relaxing lunch in the ‘fleet and the rest of the day off which was grand. Got my fish n’ chips checked off the list for the year and didn’t have to eat any dinner, either, as a result. Went to our favorite local, Mac’s Shack and practically everyone in there eating was British—have no idea why. Anyway, one must remind oneself that we are meant to enjoy this time of year (even if the weather seems to be continually crap).

Decided to dig into Chernobyl on HBO. In the spring of 1986 we were living in Paris and went for a walk in the rain one day only to realize later that the news reports said to stay inside as there was radiation in that particular rainfall. Maybe that’s why I’m psychic now. #xmen

My mind is a swirl of France and Maine, of the past, hoisted upon me from a giant shelf of books I haven’t read. I’m lost at sea in my sense of sanity, questionable, like everyone’s, due to consciousness. Still feeling so young and free and determined and impatient for the reality I’m not living and ever minding the gap. I could be less silently demanding and more at easy relationship; daily drama, a distraction from total backdrop of truth and inevitability.

I guess it was time to start a new poetry file. I was thinking about Gemini, being the bird, and how they like to sing. I wish I had a very good Gemini friend. I had two bad ones in my family growing up but I have encountered such good (women, mainly) Twinsies. Ah, I do have a friend called Damon* who’s a good one—I really need to make a point to see them. Segue. I’m kind of hungry. That’s what you get for waking at 4:43 AM and having breakfast half an hour later. Back to the Gemini thing: Expressing what feels like that crux of consciousness (different from Virgo conscience). I wonder how many times a day I hit delete. I’ve always liked the name Stuart, although I don’t think I could ever pull it off. Coming back does feel harder this time around. But I know I can do it. Vanity being such a good motivator.

It can be a gentle turning of the wheel, and it can include some significant moves. In just over a year’s time we will have something Boston environs. I wonder what would happen to Facebook if we all took just one day to block all our Facebook friends. There will be that investment. We will have the vertical existence. We will put those pieces into place. And all things Glow will be under a completely separate roof. We will be on our way to realizing a new era without having to change much from the existing one, which is great. It’s such a doable formula and includes such great press and promotional possibilities. It’s something I’ve always dreamed of honestly. And we will take the Fall and the Spring to delve the depths of possibility in terms of manufacturing in New England, which will dovetail with my non-profit work.

*As I write this on the posting (if not the actual entry) date, having just wrote this morning about Damian, wouldn’t you know it!: Damian and wife got in touch with us this morning after months “out of the blue”. So guess what folks. we captured a little of that kind of magic I had originally hoped would make it into most of these entries, in one way or another, over the course of time. Sometimes by theme, but today, by way of a little synchronicity.

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Gemini 6° (May 27)

A reminder. I don’t know what it is I’m holding onto. I don’t to want to have to make sense. I have the festival cast and can generate contracts now. I also need to get my pleas out to the usual suspects and get that particular party started. I also need to finalize my hotel stays and get all that into works. In these final days of May I don’t mind moving a few mountains. I wrote a bunch more but my computer froze and I lost some of this so I am in reconstruction mode. And you know what that’s fine. Sometimes there is nothing like a little set-back to get the blood pumping. I have a couple of weeks to chill my snoots (as we say around here) and just keep my head down and work some proverbial doubles as I get my brain around the big project(s) I have set up for myself in the first fortnight of June. That really will be a crucial time and I have to make sure that I hit my mark. That said, if I’m not ready to go out with stuff I’m not ready. All I know is that this summer I will have planned yet another successful festival, will have drafted all our twelve horoscope books for 2020, and will have put out another book proposal (finally) and into capable hands.

So that is quite a feat given the emotional rollercoaster of the last few years. I was thinking how success is no recipe for eradicating dysfunction. I had suspected we were being lied to about certain things by someone in particular, but having no proof, it was a non-issue. And said person is wonderful and people do lie for good reasons (we’ve all been there!). It is always a non-issue anyway because that stuff is never about you it’s about them. Still people do have a way of overpromising and getting ones hope up. But one can never assume, for instance, that someone is lying without full knowledge so one banishes such thoughts from ones mind. But then you might find that those same parties, over time, might ask you to do some lying on their behalf which is never fun or good and always backfires. So you have to politely take a stand and make it clear you don’t play like that. I don’t play like that.

I do have some generalized anxiety I am working through which entails putting my head down and powering through. Right now I have several documents open. One being a To-do list which grows and I have likely switched to that document several times already during the course of this sentence to jot down what needs doing. I always come up against the same thing (wearing so many hats as I do) and it isn’t procrastination—that would be too easy a word to employ here—it’s rather this feeling of perpetually trying to catch up to myself. For instance this daily Blague. Why do I do it I have to ask myself. Originally it was meant to capture the jokes the universe plays on us and (now I’m answering my own question) then it turned into a sort of chore and then a therapy and then a repository and then an inner dialogue in print and then a staging platform for launching anything else I had to write in a given day and then a way of tapping into certain stream of consciousness, a place to vent, a confessional, a way to keep juicy and practice my writing skills, without looking back in judgment and then….I could go on and on.But I have this self-imposed rule/caveat where if I write three chunky paragraphs that can constitute enough in a given day.

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Gemini 5° (May 26)

I was up for a bit of the night—watched The Kids Are Alrightwith the sound off. I need to perfect my gummy game to get the right amount of sleep moving forward. I’m a bit haunted by two things: 1) a tad too much overspending as of late (going to put the brakes on there) and 2) the speaking of my mind (to a fault) for which I can’t do anything but forgive myself. If push comes to shove I will shove back. And I have to be okay with that. If I can’t handle the aftermath of speaking my mind then I shouldn’t do so. But I feel a bit better about it than I did and you know what, too bad if people can’t handle my speaking up and out against their bad behavior. I see so many sychophants getting away with murder in the form of character assasination that it irks me to no end. I see the victims of this and feel they share one thing: a certain human frailty that largely goes unforgiven. There is little compassion in this slice of American life—I don’t know what happened to people on the whole, but I shudder to think that it has to do with the present administration as that would mean that the meanness hasn’t caused the required pushback but has been normalized and absorbed even by we the supposed caring crowd.

Anyway today is about meditating on new Capricorn ideas.

The Capricorn motto is I use which is to day I don’t waste, neither time nor energy, or fritter away that which is worth preserving on that which on that which is not sustainable. The goat is built for the ascent but here’s the rub: Capricorn is the Sea Goat, and it has this fishy bit, which carries paradoxical meaning. Water sybmolizes intuition something Capricorns have in abundance, it also signifies emotion which we hope will fuel the Capricorn, not drag them down. The amphibious Sea Goat is also the perfect being to inhabit a metaphorical moutain-lake environment, the reservoir formed by restrictive power. Shan-gri-la is like golden-age Arcadia, where nobody ages. Just as the cardinal-water sign of Cancer, the so-called opposite of Capricorn, is the source, Capricorn is the resource; and just as Cancer is associated with the archetype of Cinderella, so is Capricorn personified as the fairy god mother, a female personification of one’s higher power. Capricorns, whose birthright energy is faith, tend more than others to be one and the same with their higher power. And on the male side, we associate going to the mountain with, among other archetypes, old Moses, who let’s himself go grey via the experience, just as baby Moses, going from mother to mother along the (cardinal-water) river, is associated with Cancer, ruled by the Moon, the mother principle in astrology. Just as the fairy godmother comes with strict instructions (the sign of Capricorn at the very top of the Zodiacal wheel, at twelve o’clock, the stroke of midnight) so too does Moses receive and thus deliver a list of rules and regulations, restrictions—shalt nots!—to lay on us, ten to be exact, the number associated with Capricorn. God also told Moses to build his tabernacle out of goat hair, one might guess, because of it’s enduring, eternal qualities.

That fishy bit of the Sea Goat, on the flipside of symbolizing feeling and intuition, also amounts to a bit of emotional baggage. Again, the sign’s motto should be triggered here, and the Capricorn individual should use it as fuel to further their ascent in life. The body parts ruled by the sign include the knees, the skeleton and the skin, which, taken metaphorically, points to pray or certain supplication, structure (and a love thereof), and that notion, again, of containment. The scapegoat derives from the worship of the goat-god Baal and worshippers would heap their own baggage and troubles and sins upon the back of said goat and send it off away, thus ritualizing their atonement. The signature melancholy that can be associated with Capricorn people speaks to this serious sense of renunciation and retibution inherent in the sign. There is an aspect to their life where they are forever doing penance. And ask any Capricorn if they feel scapegoated in general in their lives. Like many things astrological we can’t fully explain, most Capricorn people are left holding the bag as early as childhood, burdened with the care of fellow siblings or even their parents, having to be the grown-up in the room well before a normally appointed time. And, as we’ve seen, and not without fault or reason, the Capricorn man, especially, might suffer some pretty public displays of being scapegoated. Richard Nixon; Mel Gibson; Phil Spector, et al. Incarceration is, after all, a vivid manifestation of containment. Such drastic examples aside, the Capricorn experienced is hinged on the sign’s most potent superpower, that of Faith, the shadow-side of which is Fear. The word panic comes from that goat-god Pan. The word tragedy comes from the Greek tragodiameaning goat song. The color ruled by the sign is black, a color typically worn by priests and nuns, as it is meant to absorb negativity, to take on that responsibility, as to save the rest of us, much the way they pray, on their Cap-ruled kneecaps, for the good of all humanity. We’ve said it before but: Capricorns by nature put the nun in renunciation.

In our book Sextrology, the Capricorn male and female chapters are titled The Stickler and The Sleeper, respectively, pointing to the hard-line traditionalist energy, as well as the subtle but enduring, slow-burn success associated with the sign. Capricorn rules the ages of 62-69, the usual age of retirement falling into that span. Their love of loafters, ascots, caftans, sandals and other such leisure wear not withstanding, people of the sign embody the mindset of having already achieved their desired life goals. There is something of a self-help lesson in that as the Capricorn naturally acts as if; and though natives of the sign are no strangers to steep climbs, uphill battles and other such tests of endurance they are paradoxically the most accepting, least rushed and, sometimes seemingly unambitious of folks as their life journeys are taken up gradually with constant opportunites for stopping to smell the roses and enjoy the view, all the while being steady as she goes. Because they more readily accept the difficulties of life, they tend to process them more thoroughly, if not readily; and as a rule life becomes easier, and the Capricorn character more light-hearted over time. Of all the signs, they are the hands-down late bloomers. To boot, they don’t suffer burnout the way the rest of us can, as they allow even the harder knocks in life to toughen them up, conditioning their body, minds and spirits, so they become increasingly able to not only withstand but transcend what might trip up others. They are especially impervious to the opinions of others, exuding what might considered a natural superiority—the tenth house is that of status as well as public life—presenting as unflappable and insouciant and forever going higher, lest we forget Michelle Obama is born under this sign, as are other people, women especially, whom we might ultimately label iconic (never lightweight) including Betty White, Patti Smith, Maggie Smith, Annie Lennox, Dolly Parton, Julia Louis-Dreyfus, Mary J. Blige, Marelene Dietrich, Diane Keaton, Katy Sagal, Sissy Spacek, Annie Lennox, not to mention some supermodels called Kate, Christy and Helena all of whom seem to improve with age, none of whom are swayed by outside opinion.

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Gemini 4° (May 25)

While S. was at her class today I took a little drive. Was beautiful weather and got to sit outside and do some writing by hand. I didn’t buy tickets in time to see show at Provincetown theater which is just as well. I need to reach out to Lea Delaria and see if we can maybe stage our festival at her establishment next season. I had a nice exchange with JVB about gigging and travel and the like; and I’m just happy we are in touch. Otherwise it was pretty damned uneventful. I had a long nap. Then made what was meant to be a chicken dinner which turned into a salmon dinner, switching out the main, but keeping the vegetables for which I was responsible. Zucchini sliced thin in the oven just with thyme, s., p., and greenbeans in the pan with oregano, s., p.. Anyway I won’t bore you with my food intake, although it occurs to me that maybe I should make that more a part of this daily Blague since cooking is up there in my top five joys of living. Anyway on to writing some new thoughts on the Sagittarius experience:

Dionysus represents nature asmale, he is god of ritual madness and religious ecstacy, a liberator and rule breaker and the only Olympian god to have a mortal parent. He isn’t pre-civilization wild, but rather embodies liberation from the restraints of existing society, the returnto a natural state. Thus his rites entailed the drinking of his wine and frenzied dancing, opening up the consciousness to altered, arguably higher states of mind while recapturing the wild animal level of being, all in all, a return to primordial nature. Though it mightn’t have appeased Hera, Dionysian cults and rites were mainly associated with, and driven by women, along with slaves, outlaws, foreigners and the otherwise marginalized. The rites included dancing to rhythmic beats, flinging ones head back, so to break on through to the other side. Sagittarius is the energy of lightning flashess of genius, where it borders on madness, blowing ones own noggin. We still see this same triggering of ecstaticism in evangelical churches, in voodoo practice, and in native american rituals. Sagittarius is the sign of the jazz, rock ‘n roll and the Beats (itself a combined duality of being beaten down and also beatific, raised high, all at the same time).

Dionysus carries a fennel staff topped with a pinecone, called the thyrsus, which, (somehow the ancients knew?), realtes to the pineal gland, where the two halves of the brain meet, the proverbial third eye. Like the opposite sign of Gemini, the Twins being one mortal one divine, pointing to that duality, Sagittarius, here, sees the half-mortal-half-divine Dionysus nonetheless coming together to enter the kingdom of heaven and take a coveted throne. Like the namesake Mercury, which rules Gemini, that messenger god is the psychopomp who can travel from the underworld of Hades to Olympus; and the late arriving Dionysus is likewise the communicant between the living and the dead; and like the androgynous adolsescent Mercury, Dionysus is described as man-womanish, bridging another duality. Juno is famed for blinding wise Tieresias (Dionysus’ high priest) who lived for times as both man and woman, for siding with Zeus as to which gender has more pleasure in sex (ironically, Zeus said women do). Tieresias was given second-sight in recompense—how Sagittarian. In our book Sextrology, the Sagittarius male and female chapters are titled The Maverick and The Maven, respectively, pointing to the wild, outside-the-box element as well as that of the doyenne enthusiast. In the Dionysian rites, the mainly women celebrants (maenads) tore apart live animals and ate raw flesh, reinacting Dionysus’ bloody beginnings of would-be death and rebirth. The word enthusiasm, literally meaning: letting the god enter (oneself), derives from this practice, in keeping with the exuberant energy of Sagittarius. The connection, marriage, of one’s mortal self with the divine is seen too in the notion of genius and lower-case juno, words that originally expressed the notion of an indwellling personal god. The concept of the male genie (god within the male) still exists in our collective imagination while its counterpart juno (the indwelling goddess in women) has been all been eradicated. The Sagittarian mottos I see and I understand both point to a certain divine gift of said genius which happens in lightning flashes. The arrow glyph of the sign suggests an ability to reach further than our human vision can take us—all fire signs are associated with weaponry: Aries (the warrior spear) and Leo (the sword as determines rightful kingship) and the expansive bow and arrow, here, which requires a certain leap of faith in hitting a desired mark. You might say this is one aspect of the Sagittarius superpower, the shadow side of which would be, among other things, blind risk-taking.

In the bliblical line, following wise Proverbs, associated with Scorpio, we come to the most ecstatic book of them all Ecclesiates, which matches the Sagittarian estate. It is the most life-affirming and yet fatalistic of books where we find the phrase “eat, drink and be merry,” so akin to Auntie Mame exclaiming that “life is a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death. Taking huge bites out of life is what Sagittarius is all about. The age group associated with the sign is 56-62, when one is at the height of their worldly power (the realm of goddess Juno), the pinnacle of their professional career, at their most expert with fullest knowledge, preparing as big a golden parachute as they can. The eleventh house is that of omniscience as it relates to learning, travel, experience and all forms of expansion that may nurture one’s most compassionate and visionary nature.

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.

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Gemini 3° (May 24)

An epic walk today on the beach with painful sand-storm effect. I was talking about whether or not we should be more proactive in our summer plans when lo and behold an email arrived doing all that work for us. It turns out that we will be flying through London this summer making our way down south from there. This is great news because we can touch base on the design process and see what’s what on that score. Anyway the chips are falling where they may. And I am going to let them. I have enough to do without adding to the list and I am letting thoughts sit before making too many requisite moves to affect outcomes. They will happen nearly of their own volition I believe. And it’s still Friday in May and in a certain light I am indeed way ahead of the proverbial game. I will regale you now with some added thoughts on the Scorpio experience.

Scorpio rules the genitals and reproductive system, which we conceal, and, though it is the seat of certain desire, it also carries the metaphoric shadow aspects of shame and repression. Desire is something deeper than want, working through us rather then deriving from us. Sexual desire, or our brands thereof, isn’t something that we can alter, despite what Mike Pence might think; we can repress it, giving rise to emotional or psychological problems in so doing, or we can honor it as some inherent bit of cosmic real estate within over which our conscious mind has no sovereignty. It is desire that brings obtainment—again the so-called opposite signs of Taurus and Scorpio being hinged on having or possesion—only here, unlike Taurus which is about material possession, we are dealing with energetic, indeed psychic possession in the sign of Scorpio, the centerpiece of the third quadrant, that of the metaphysical mental plane.

In our book Sextrology the male and female chapters are titled The Strangerand The Specimen, respectively, speaking to the secret, stealthy, if not estranged, nature of the sign along with its focus on being an exemplary, essential and distilled creature who seeks to remain uncorrupted by external influences or forces. That Scorpio sting is really a strident refusal to people-please in any way. For all their secrecy, Scorpio people do not, as a rule, hide anything about their true natures; they are completely up front about who they are and what they believe, if not, again, experiencing their opinions as facts, being doggedly dogmatic. They simply feel no compulsion to share the details of their lives, even, or especially, with their closest friends or family. They hold themselves in extremely high esteem and though they are the most seductive of signs the never chase opportunities or people. Like a spider or a dragon or a snake in the grass, the silently lie in wait for others to enter into their experience—that said they tend to be worshipful of wealthy people, equating Pluto riches with personal power. Still, of all the signs they are most likely to take others hostage, emotionally or otherwise—they don’t put themselves out or change a thing about their own routine to accommodate others. When you’re with them it is on their terms; and even when they are invited guests, they will impose their strong influence on the proceedings, if only through the bringing along of games, side dishes, or gifts that one must play, sample or use straight away. There is a sense of their replecating themselves through others. And, among the most judgmental of individuals, if you don’t comply enough with their way (or the highway) you may be frozen out.

The sign of Scorpio rules the human ages of 49-56 which is associated with menopause or a supposed loss of power, which isn’t exactly the case. Like in the Scorpion months of October and November, when the outward appearance of life, leaves and all such foliage, falls away, reverting energy to the unseen root level, a point in the cycle of regeneration, such is the metaphoric snapshot of this age for the sign of Scorpio and its people who find the world of appearances to be fatuous on the whole. Not only is the (sexual) root chakra linked to Scorpio but one might say it is the proverbial place that people of the sign are coming from. Scientifically, even, menopause is said to be for women something of a renaissance of their mental life, long associated, mythically and throughout literature with the onset of increased wisdom. In the biblical line, Libra’s poetically lyrical Psalms are followed by Scorpio’s profoundly wise Proverbs. And though the Scorpio may appear icy on the outside, s/he is fairly smoldering within. We think of Persephone entranced (frozen) and silent on her throne, communicating telepathically to each departed soul, deciding their ultimate fate, and sending their souls in the direction of her choosing. She is herself a frozen asset, the barren queen of the underworld, who returns to the world of the living each year to resume her formal role as the goddess of springtime, Kore (the maiden of Virgo). Maid and crone but never mother (except that she is the maiden form of her own earth mother, Demeter), she is nonetheless a goddess of cycles and regeneration, life (springtime) and death (that maker we all meet).

Meaning is Scorpio’s life goal, thus they don’t seem designed for fun or even a simple happiness. They present as serious and superior, loath to suffer fools, even when wrestling with their own inner demons of self-doubt, insecurity and self-destructive tendencies. On that score they seem to withstand overindulgences in earthly delight better than most, often reveling in subversive actions, if not a certain decadent chic that can go along with it. It’s one of the ways they keep us guessing; and yet, if pressed, they are first to wear their insidious lifestly on their sleeve. They despise dishonesty in any form, and they get a secret thrill in flirting, if just a bit, with what might smack of a darker side of life. It fits their default rather pessimistic view. And even if living the most shiny, wholesome lifestyle, they will always find something to be self-loathing about. They can be seditious in relationships, talking behind the backs of even those who might consider them the closest friends. It’s just part and parcel of their love of intrigue and a cloak-and-dagger view of social interaction, but they risk taking gaslighting, especially, a bit too far. We say Scorpio doesn’t text as much as s/he subtexts, their words never intended just for face value. There is always something of a sting, a backhanded compliment, or a tiny twist of the knife. They take Taurus’ need to be liked to a new level, seeking to possess others, as if embodying an addictive substance to which others might become hooked. Scorpios make you feel you need them while all the while testing your mettle in putting up with (read: loving) them. They get into your head, like the cute but rather terrifying Lucy, in the Peanuts, ever playing the psychiatrist, scanning your psyche for root intent.

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.

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Gemini 2° (May 23)

It was a mellow morning marked by not much happening. S. had some errands to run and I slowly packed and caught up on some news of the day. We have mapped out the next several weeks. And by Memorial Day I will have all next year’s horoscope books drafted. Hopefully with our new investment in social media functionality this year we will see a marked rise in circulation on that score. Then my focus will turn almost exclusively to the new book proposal. I may take up to a month to get that done but at the same time I will have pretty much put together the entire festival. While I’m away on the boat I will promote, promote, promote. And we will be sending people to the TimScapes website, too, to get the teeshirts moving. I am in a perpetual state of creation and I feel like I’ve been on deadline since college or even before. I obviously have to change my behavior if I’m going to change the dynamic of life on this score. The fact is I have many ideas swirling and I suppose it would be good (and healthy) to get them all down on paper and just keep going little by little every day on that score. I’ve waited this long for certain eventualities to come into play so it really shouldn’t matter if a little bit more time passes on that score. However, as ever, I am moving the spoon. Here some additional thoughts on the Libra experience:

In the history of the pantheon, Apollo is not an early arrival. Scholars note that much of his artsy estate originally belonged to Aphrodite/Venus, namesake of the sign’s planetary ruler. The second half of the Zodiac begins rather ironically: The so-called opposite sign of Aries (self) to Libra (other), Aries is a masculine sign fittingly ruled by Mars, followed by feminine Taurus ruled by female Venus. The second half of the Zodiac begins with Libra a masculine sign ruled by Venus, followed by Scorpio, a feminine sign ruled by Mars and Pluto. And so these feminine attributes of beauty, grace, love are conceptualized via the masculine, mental air sign of Libra into sexless, starry notions. Apollo is not a warm and cozy deity, and, despite his gleaming perfections, he is not his father Zeus’ inheritor—in fact Zeus fears Apollo will overthrow him. Thus Apollo is akin to another light-bringer, Lucifer and ultimately Luke Skywalker (a rather parapetic interpretation of the cardinal-air insignation of the sign!). Apollo’s introduction to the pantheon coincided, too, with the ideal (a very Libran word) of the love between males being a higher form than that of the heterosexual variety—in keeping with a cultural shift that newly favored the patriarchy, particularly in Athens (as opposed to feminist Sparta) where women had far fewer rights. Libra women might have metaphysically inherited an axe to grind on that score. They are as reclaimers and proponents of latent female power. Female archetypes of the sign include Astraea and Dike, both goddesses of justice, the former representing innocence on that score, the latter moral order and convention—they are associated and often interchangeable in mythology. Both goddesses, especially Astraea, are said to be the last to have lived among humans before abandoning earth for the sky, where these goddesses watch mankind in anticipation of the return of a Golden Age—indeed Astraea’s return to Earth would usher in a new era of enlightenment. (The Golden Age is associated with the rule of the deposed Titan-king, Saturn, whose namesake planet is exalted in the sign of Libra.)

Consciousness raising is the primary keynote of the sign of Libra. With the seventh astrological house being that of relationships, partnerships, contracts, the focus is on the social aspect of these assignations. Libra energy is duty bound to uplift others in the process of raising one’s own consciousness and spirit—this is the cosmic energy of Apollo and Astraea (Venus on the astral plane) and Dike who, like Apollo, carries a lyre and is laurel wreathed. It is for the love of humanity as a whole (in contrast to finding ones own humanity within via the previous sign of Virgo) that we hope to achieve this elevation. The biblical association with Libra are the Psalms which is the most lyric portion of the bible; it is made up of poems, songs, spells, really (complete with stage directions on lighting candles and like-actions to ritualize these magic words). In our book Sextrology, the male and female chapters are titled The Characterand The Charmrespectively, and the speak to the development of ones abstract element of self, our character, and the power we have to positively charge and charm others and the world around us (among other interpretations of these titles). Libra energy is about relationships and our social conscience as an evolution from the Virgo focus on the personal variety. It speaks to the invisible link between us all and the notion that none of us is free until all of us are. Whether from the pulpit or podium or soapbox or high priest/ess pedestal, the messages of equality and unity are clear—Venus energy is about union and, on the earthly Taurus level, it speaks to personal beauty, allure and attraction of the individual; here the energy is hinged on the beauty of high ideals and principles that unify us all, still, one relationship at a time, the seventh house ruling  one-on-one relationships which, if you think about it, all our relationships are. The Venus symbol has been called the mirror of Aphrodite, and where it speaks to the physical beauty, attraction but also vanity and envy associated with Taurus, here, in Libra, being “the fairest of them all” is purely conception. The mirror is now purely metaphorical, designed for the searching of our own conscience and, indeed, our soul. In Libra, every other person is our mirror in whom we want to see reflected our our most ideal character and uplifted spirit.

The (male and female) Apollonian archetypes which most prominently reside in Libran people emphasize an intellectual experience of life over an emotional. Libra people, inhabiting the world of “light”, that of appearances and a higher, idealized consciousness, have difficulty digging below the surface of both their own psychology and more animal-instincets, as well as making deep connections with others. They can overemphasize a need for external order as a substitute for feeling internally sorted.

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.

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Gemini 1° (May 22)

Here we are in the tricky sign of Gemini and let the games begin. This time of year coincides with my having to deal with a surplus of personalities. Which can itself be, well, tricky. We took a long beautiful walk to the South End and had a little brekkie at The Buttery. It amazes me how clueless staff at places like that are (during the days). It is like that in London too. I find, however, that in places like France and Italy there is more pride and professionalism in the work of someone, even as such, working a little breakfast counter somewhere. The French and Italians make that shit chic. They don’t phone it in the way we do, especially. It does drive me a bit bonkers. Stopped off at the bank and then another big stroll up the avenue. I had a giant breakfast burrito so I won’t eat again. After our client this afternoon, we walk all the way to Harvard Square. Tried to eat at Longfellow where we made a rezzie but the ladies next to us were so loud (bursts of faux laughter) and wait staff walked behind my chair which was just behind a column and bumped me every time and there was a private party taking over the whole upstairs and they had a lousy wine and food selection so really the place is only good for people who like to cocktail. So we high-tailed it downstairs to Alden & Harlow where we had the best meal we’ve had there in a real long while. Andrew was working and he is adorable and always has the best wine recommendations and we had a blast, then headed over to the American Repertory Theater to see We Live in Cairo, which was quite expert.

The sign of Virgo rules the digestion which also serves as a metaphor for our conscience—munching on experience it metes out the nutrients in our life from the detritus. In the sculpting of Pandora, Hepaestus utilizes the best features of each of the goddesses, making her a composite of these. Pandora means “all given.” We see the archetypal roots here of the Virgo male character which can lean toward the Svengali, being (a sometime male-chauvinist) Pygmalion, the Henry Higgins molding his Eliza Doolittle; and we see, too, the roots of the Virgo woman being something of a borrower herself—of all the women in the Zodiac she is most likely to cherry pick elements of style and even personality from other women she admires. It can come as a shock to her friends to see her morphing into them before their eyes. Slowly though she will morph out of being a collection of traits into a unique composition of influences, which is true of all of us to some extent. She will also let herself beSvengali’d (if we can make that a verb) doing little to stop it. The possessive implication of My Fair Ladyobjectifies the female; but we know, from both that musical or the original myth, that Eliza, the modern Galatea, being thus objectified, to use the vernacular, gave her life, literally in Galatea’s case, Pygmalion’s love being a most animating force that turned her from ivory to flesh. Galatea means “milk-white” a nod to the purity element inheritant in the Virgin sign.

The Virgo virgin depicted in the Zodiac, however, is not that Pandora or Galatea but rather the goddess Kore (who becomes Persephone, the Scorpio woman archetype, once Hades-Pluto abducts and drags her into his underworld). Kore is the “daughter,” or more accurately the maiden-form of Demeter, earth goddess of the harvest, correlating to Virgo’s August- September time frame, ending the first half of the astrological year, at Autumnual Equinox, the start of the next sign of LIbra. Demeter is also called Pandora, but in her case the name translates to “all giving.” She giveth and she taketh away. Demeter brings forth the bounties of the Earth when she is reunited with Kore half the year, then plunges us into winter forcing us to grieve along with her, the other half of the year, when Persephone takes her underworld throne. That is the power of the Virgo woman, in particular, who makes herself useful in the lives of others but, if unappreciated, recuses herself, leaving those who’ve come to rely on her at a loss. In our book Sextrologythe Virgo male and female chapters are called The Vehicleand The Vessel, respectively, both of which speak to being a catalyst and a crucible for substantive change, that either emanates from or is filtered through (or both) the human conscience.

In astrology, Chiron represents “the wounded healer” which is spot on Virgo theme. Long before Brené Brown made it her eternal watchword, we assigned the (positive) energy of  “vulnerability” to the Virgo experience, in so far as it relates to humility, which translates to the acceptance of ones own human frailty. Virgo is not, as a rule, the competitive type. The energy of Virgo demures. We see this reflected in the sign’s symbol: The Mother-Earth (Mater/matter) M-shaped symbol with a final flourish that loops back, inward, onto  and crossing itself, creating a hymen effect as befits astrology’s Virgin. This stands in contrast to the near-exact M-shaped symbol of Scorpio whose final flourish instead projects outward in a stinging arrow. We here see, in glyph-y form, the connection between the virgin Kore (Virgo experience) who becomes Persephone, the maker we all meet, in her Chotonian, underworld (Scorpio experience) aspect. Virgo is about purity lost, loss in general, as it relates to disability. Vulnerability, or as we prefer, humility, is an important aspect of the human condition, probably the most human among them. And Virgo people are, by all accounts, the most seemingly hurt of individuals, that being part of their superpower. It all depends on the nature of the Virgo individual—whether or not s/he is capable of taking some licks and being all the better for it; or if it, instead, creates a chip on the old shoulder, where a defense of victimhood, blaming others. instead defines the personality. There is little room to go there. Whereas, when one embraces ones vulnerability one can overcome it and empathize with others and allow it to positively change you on that alchemical level.

For Virgo, change is slow, despite the fact they may seem to suddenly disappear, ditching friends and whole social circles without notice. By paying closer attention you might have seen the Virgo straddling a new enclave, while still drawing benefits from an existing one. The sign rules the ages of 35-42, what has traditionally constituted middle-age (despite sweeping arrested development in our culture) and its namesake crisis; and Virgo people act-out from that perspective all their life, metaphorically getting facelifts or hairplugs or buying a red porsche, that is to say altering the shape and path of their own existence out of a sort of fear of mortality. Virgo people thus mold themselves to fit new situations and social groups. They will ingratiate themselves, serving purposes and working angles they deem necessary to gain acceptance. It’s like they take loss into their own hands, deciding what to lose, themselves, before it is taken away by external forces.

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.

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