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by Mark Krueger

Archive 2005


December 16, 2005

It's Your Turn, So Choose

You are riding out an intense post Full Moon-Pluto thingy. Perhaps you are feeling ungrounded and throughly grinded. It's Pulp Friction. Needles of pain are unjamming from your heart. It still feels like pain. Have mercy on your soul proprietorship. Business is as unusual. Get used to it. 'Tis weird from here on out. Be present and choiceful and let go.

The Grand Cross burns like a matterfucker. The deepest layers of the physical mind are wretching and kvetching. Let 'em be. Take care of your dear self. Tender is the night. It's the Winter Solstice, Sun entering Capricorn, on the 21st at 1:35 pm EST. I'm working for three months in Australia where it's Summer Solstice. Peak experiences all around. (My apologies to my Down Under friends for my northern hemispheric centric orientation.) It's a most interesting question for this astrologer to grok the patterns playing out archetypally in astrology when the north and south have different climate/sunlight experiences and such. My sense so far in working in southern Africa and now Australia is that the same effects happen. That is, there is an energetic archetypal dip at the December Solstice even in the southern hemisphere. Down Under, where summer is stretching her legs right now, there's still a sense of pause and rest despite the buzz of nature (and flies). The northern/western hemispheres dominate in our current time so that commercial/media/sociologoical effects spread throughout the world. The southern hemisphere is counter to that dominance and it's noticeable in the way time is perceived, the pace of life and such. Whether the magnetic poles flip or not, the world is being pulled south and east archetypally. You can see how topsy turvied we all are as the Shifts hit the fan. More will be revealed. Suffice it to say that there is a deep psychic bass note at this December Solstice for everyone.

This is a more true New Year than that silly thing in January. The year ahead brings continual, deep karmic burning. Letting go is simply the way to be from here on out. You can prosper in all senses of that word if you are clearly intentional. This is always true but henceforth the razor's edginess will be providing abundant feedback. Be freely. Hanging on, controlling and making it all real will slam you hither and thither in dizzying dithers. Plant your seeds; tend them lightly; be flexibly. It's a good year for manifestation harvest. I can't emphasize enough to claim your own consciousness and clear your own karma. The delight and freedom and peace of your own being never comes and goes. All the rest in the Dream is going to surreally come and go.

The 17th at 12:15 AM EST brings Jupiter and Saturn exactly square. This is their first quarter moon like corner that they turn in. These cycles define the pulse of civilization as the collective experiences it. This magical, maddening twenty year run began in 2000 and ends in 2020. It's a humungous turning point time and as we turn on this first bend, even more so. These are momentous moments. Heads of state and states of head are going to roll. Power is collapsing upon itself.

We've got the whole world in our hands............ It really helps to clear your own crap. It's more effective than if you try to clear everybody else's crap. The planet and society are an outpicturing of our psyches. Ouch. Let the ouches out. No need to hide them and protect them. They are just old wheezy whackedness of hurts gone past that impinge every moment of your now unless you let them be. You weren't let be when the ouchies happened. So let their spinning noise be. Don't make them real but don't deny them either. You are fine and you were not at all feeling fine when the eddying ouchies happened long ago. They get onion layers of karmic residue as they spin your life in manifestation for you. Let the dammed things melt! Howl all you want. Be aware of others and let them know what's going on with you so that they don't make it all real either. Let the crud unreel.

Peace be what you are,
Mark