Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Forecast: Wednesday 25 and Thursday 26 December 2013

Wednesday 25 December 2013

Sun in Capricorn, Discrimination; Moon in Libra, Beauty; Foci in 10, Career and 3, Communication

Moon on course

}Essence Forced Outward{

It's a harsh day, with the moon joined to Mars, both opposing Uranus and all three square Pluto as well as the sun. We are finding our way through our personal necessities and the pressures of life into a bit of holiday celebration. We might do well to celebrate Christ Mas, that is the Mass of Christ, rather than the pagan rites of over-buying, over-eating and over-celebrating. Celebrating what? Without G*d, the festivity is hollow and pointless, leading to ennui and loss.

Some might take sober breaks from the festivities to focus on their careers, that is, their real service to G*d and humanity. That is paramount at this time and something in the solar system, G*d's appointed home for us who dwell on Terra, is forcing us to confront it honestly.

The Nativity is inseparable from the Crucifixion. That becomes apparent to me every year when I see people crucifying the Lord all over again by ignoring Him in favor of trinkets, favors to friends and relatives, enforced cheer coming from Nowhere and going Nowhere (the North Pole?!), rather than focusing on His message and His reality. That is what they need, and seemingly do their best to avoid at Christmas. The Nativity is also inseparable from the Resurrection, but it takes some doing to get there. This year, that doing includes organization in the home, office, work-space--yes, on Christmas. It includes facing the seeming harshness and selfishness of business and government. It's the world we have and so it is the world we have created. God is trying to give us something better, at Christmas and every day, but to receive that we have to face and perform the duties we have taken on. A lot of that seems required of us now. If we ignore it, there will be a rage burning within us, an incipient quarrel with G*d and humanity.

Something intelligent could unfold in the dark and the gloom.
It tries, every year. Flowers, decorations and holly 
Try to be it. Paintings on the wall try to be it. 
A man at a rostrum wearing laurels tries to be it.
A woman hiding in a room in a tower tries to
Be it. A boy telling his parents their faults 
Tries to be it. At the exodus all gather in a canoe
And travel through dangerous waters. A girl
Protects precious paintings from moisture. 
They stop for the evening and contemplate
Nature's dark secrets. The land of the free.
The land of those forced to be what they had 
Thought they could be. And so shall they be.

{Wednesday} {Essence Forced Outward}

Cosmic Piper


Thursday 26 December 2013

Sun in Capricorn, Discrimination; Moon in Libra, Beauty; Foci in 10, Honor and 3, Communication

Moon enters the Via Combusta or Burning Way at 2:37a PT | 5:37a ET | 10:37a UT
(until Saturday morning): Possible loss of morale or direction

\Adventure Beckoning/

The intensity of the Grand Square in cardinal signs keeps us busy. It is good not to resent what you have to do. It strengthens you to do it. The Via Combusta means you have doubts.

Social elements are not missing from the pattern but require hardihood, a refusal to be spooked by people's reactions or seeming indifference. They have their own seemingly very difficult problems to face and are not spurning you intentionally.

Growth continues no matter how dreary the landscape.
By a pond in the winter the depths of the soul are revealed.
The sky, covered with stars, seems almost blue, indigo.
We want to go somewhere. The stars will be there after all.
Whether through ice or in desert, by canoe, raft or aircraft,
We build our ambitions in every direction and ambiance. 
Some friend is so real that we marvel at kindness, at stalwart
Devotion. How could it be true? He clears doubts, takes charge,
Lights a path. Yet we doubt. Where the soul's charging fervor,
How can we sing the song we feel deep inside? 
The journey continues through dangers. Without them
Adventure is pallid. They touch us but still we survive,
And camp 'neath the stars by a lake in the landscape
Of nowhere but here. A new year casts blue shadows.

{Thursday} /Beckoning Adventure\

Cosmic Piper

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