November 23, 2007
Thanktifin' In a Time of War
Happy Sagittarius! May you prosper instead of glut, play instead of
attain, realize rather than hope. Full Moon arrives 11/24 at 6:30 am
PST. Earlier at 2:16 am PST, Uranus goes direct in Pisces. The
Thanksgiving hangover roils 11/24-25 when there's an ephemeral Mutable
Grand Cross: Uranus in Pisces opposed to Saturn in Virgo crossed to the
opposition of Sun in Sagittarius and Moon in Gemini. Feeling trapped
predominates, perhaps such as: too big for the clothes, too little
money and/or too much stuff from shopaholism, and the dear family, to
name a few popular ones. The trapped feeling is much more existential
than that however. With all the abundance, the suffering marches on.
With all the love, the suffering marches on. Suffering is your endless
search for yourself in the Dream. Love and stuff will never cut through
that. Claim your consciousness and clear your karma.
The Mars retrograde is acting a bit like Mercury retrograde. Doing
things can be a bit choppy/jerky. Mars is the active function of mind:
the doer rather than the knower. If you realize your own consciousness,
you realize things rather than know them; you intend and choose your
life rather than do it. Now that Mars is retrograde 'til the end of
January, you get to be conscious of how useless doing your life is. The
to and fro of the software becomes very apparent.... and frustrating.
Do let out your steam. Sagittarius ramps up the heat, the rage that is
still rather suppressed in Scorpio. There's going to be a very large
harvest of rage this holiday season; many seeds will be planted. It's a
hot time in the old town from here on. The have nots have had it. The
greed mongers are chronically unhappy and will have to get nastier. And
the Grinch didn't steal Christmas, he invented it to cover grinchiness.
This year grinchiness will be a coup running over. Things are going to
be upset! Be and you glide through. Identify in the mind, and the shred
of dread begins in earnest.
The lovely Grand Trine in Water Signs that we've had for a number of
weeks finally dissolves at month end. It's been a very emotional time;
a lot of old sludge has come up and I hope that you burned through it.
Unbaggage in every way from here on. Your trinkets of any sort
material/emotional/spiritual will sink you into the Dream and you'll be
awash Pisceanly in hope covered depression. That's the norm, but the
norm will be seen as a deep madness in the years ahead. The Herd only
hears unconsciously. Now that the entire unconscious is upwelling
personally and collectively here at the end of the Piscean Age, this is
not pretty at all. This unconsciousness has manifested the corporate
fascism that is taking the planet to its knees in many aspects. Human
versus human will be feral and ferocious. We don't see it so much in
our little worlds, but the grubbing and grabbing that happens in the
third world for our great benefit will now come to roost in the first
world too. Resources are becoming scarcer in many respects. Ratness
starts to gnaw on bones of contentions. The Herd hurts and goes mad.
Mel Gibson's Apocalypto revealed the collective insanity when resources
waned in that Mayan way. It'll rip your heart out, still beating.
War is the result of not facing the unconscious. We will or we won't.
You will or you won't. If we don't face it, we act it out. Our current
era carries a pattern that happens every 26,000 years wherein you can
see all of the unconscious. See it and be with it and don't make it
real. If you realize the mind, you realize the Dream. Now the Mare of
the Night rides up from the belly of the Dream. The Burden of the Beast
uproars. Face the shadow in your self and the shadow of the collective
will not deface you.
Peace be what you are,
Mark