Friday 16 January 2015
^Educational Convergence^
Moon in Sagittarius; Foci in 11, Friendship or Hope and 2, Allies or Possessions
|Karmically difficult or sobering third| of this week continues
Moon on course ***
I don't know if the * ratings help any of you. No one has said anything. So I dropped them for a few weeks. They have got to be rough estimates, of course, although I try to be as consistent as possible in accord with what I have observed. (Maximum is ***** although I have rarely given it.) Astrology to me is a phenomenological science based on personal observation. I don't believe in the |hard third of the week| because somebody told me about it but because I discovered it. Likewise with the Dark Hermetic Epoch. You may wonder, sometimes, with the /moon void-of-course, |difficult third|, and Via Combusta if there are any "good" days at all. Maybe in tomorrow's forecast I will try to list what I consider the "best" or most "quality" times for a week ahead, and see how that works. It might be helpful to have them ahead of time for scheduling events.
Friday looks easier than Thursday, and not just because of TGIF. Still, we remain in the |difficult third| so there is an undercurrent of seriousness and possibly dissatisfaction. I can say, rosily, that all that should get better in the evening, not just because it's Friday night but Luna moves toward a sextile with the Mercury-Venus conjunction (having squared Mars and Neptune, somewhat difficult, earlier in the day).
For some there has seemed a focus on money, for others on difficult communication. Friendship always has its issues but should improve in the evening.
Cars and people narrowly miss bumping into one another.
A would-be lecturer on a soapbox gains attention while
An innocent woman listening seems moved by his words
To something not as pure as her heart.
Two men pass by, trying to outrun each other. As the
Crowd watches, smoke wafts up from a nearby house and
Sirens scream. The wind arises and yachts anchored
Across the bay struggle toward stability.
The man who stayed home, sick in bed, hears the wind
And the sirens. He wishes he were on the mountain plateau
He visited last summer, to pray and meditate. Oh, he could
Do that now, while the ancient Mother observes her children.
{Friday} ^Educational Convergence^
Cosmic Piper
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