Friday 1 January 2010
~Lazing into a New Year~
We have escaped the |difficult third of the week|, but the moon is void of course until it enters Leo at 6:42p PT | 9:42p ET | 2:42a(Sa) UT. (It goes void of course at 7:44a PT | 10:44a ET | 3:44p UT.) Well that is okay for a holiday; laid back and Lebowski-ish (too many White Russians last night?). You might get a better grasp of your coming year after that evening time (or, if in the Eastern Hemisphere, earlier in the day while recovering from the hangover).
No, I do not assume all of you are lushes! Probably quite the contrary, a lot of teetotalers.
For some strange reason I watched Race to Witch Mountain Wednesday evening, a Disney concoction with too many silly special effects, including a terrible driving lesson for children, a cabdriver who miraculously can do everything a 16-year-old driver would be tempted to do, and gets away with it. Is the Disney team trying to kill our teenagers? I'm kidding but it almost looks that way. (But if that statement would give any credibility to film censorship, I take it back.) The notion of benign extra-terrestrials, or malign ones (there are both in this flick), strikes me as sillier and sillier the longer I live without meeting any. But who knows, there may be influences, probably telepathic, "on the inner planes" in occult or Theosophical lingo, from distant stars, and that may be why the populace gets all starry-eyed about space aliens. There are hints that we may be under some such benign influence right now, to counteract our human tendency to commit racial suicide. Let us hope. Actually I believe that the Avatars, Jesus and Sri Aurobindo, are the ones who continue to save us despite ourselves, but if they got help from extraterrestrial civilizations, I guess they would not turn it down.
Obviously we need something to counteract the decadent mindlessness of the Lebowski cult, but also something to counteract the fanatical militarism of Dr. Strangelove. (How come no anti-war movies from Hollywood lately? I have said before and shall say again, I hope you will get and watch Why We Fight.) Lock Lebowski and Strangelove in the same room, observe them carefully, and you might come up with a diagnosis of American cultural psychosis.
What exactly are you hiding? That sounds like a nasty accusation. I don't mean it that way; just, what is it about yourself or your habitual activities you do not like, and therefore tend to conceal from others, or cover over? It could be illumining, though not fun, to follow up that line of investigation. Something like what a Catholic parishioner is asked to do before Confession, but with a more psychological slant rather than merely looking for cut-and-dried "sins" as defined by a rulebook.
There are a lot of things outside you which you would like to investigate, also, such as nature, maybe chemistry, biology, astronomy, whatever catches your interest. Explanations on the scientific or mental level have their limits but prepare our minds for deeper insights.
Traditions can be pleasant and reassuring. We cling to past rituals or usages, quite rightly, upon entering a year of the unknown, in order to maintain our bearing and sanity. So the new mixes with the old.
You want to investigate (that word again) what you could use to nurture people or help them, or perhaps animals. Wise giving does not seem easy except for those who have a talent for it. I myself tend to pull back when it comes to charities until I feel really good about them. Ideally I would be able to visit them or their field work, observe it in process, and know in my bones what they are doing with the donations they get. So far I have not been able to do that much, which means perhaps I ought to look toward local charities such as those who deal with the homeless. Then I could get involved, or at least observe, more closely.
Making the pursuit of ideals adventurous might be what we need.
{Friday} ~Lazing into a New Year~
Cosmic Piper
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