\Love Me, Love Me Not/
Moon in Taurus ***
New Moon of Taurus occurs at 5:17a PT | 8:17a ET | 12:17a UT
I can only speak for myself, but Tuesday has been a day of lassitude--I hinted at it in the poem for the day in the final couplet, "All are relaxing into something higher then their work." I hope that in my case it was really "higher" rather than "lower." At any rate, the word for it is "lassitude." It was easy to lie down and meditate or dream. Actually there is a distinct difference between positive meditation and mere drifting dreaming, but at this point I fear there was a vacillating line between the two. If you had a lot of work to do, you may have been struggling to keep your motivation going. "What's the point?" can be the feeling when we are in the final days of an Old Moon and Mercury is retrograde. Now, for Wednesday, the New Moon may revitalize us a little, though often it takes a day or two for the more vital trend to set in.
At the emotional level, we veer between the Venus square Saturn aspect (who cares? who loves? what friendship? how boring!) and the Venus sextile Mars aspect (oh, someone does care, at least one or a few; people are basically good; somehow it will get better and more interesting). The hard side of the Venus-Saturn blues can be breaking up with someone, as a friend did the other day; but also finding someone else either new or old to fill the gap, because of the Venus-Mars positive aspect. So it can be a teeter-totter of ambiguity in the affections.
I watched the final episode of "Thirteen Reasons Why," the Netflix series. I found it rewarding to watch, though depressing. It is also illumining, at the psychological level. I do not buy into what seems a thesis of the writers and directors, that young people are nasty and mean to one another to the point of precipitating suicides, and that adults are clueless about the whole thing. Nor did I really understand the attitudes of the two protagonists, girl and boy, who seemed to be so utterly passive and rudderless that I could only think they needed some kind of religious or spiritual orientation to rescue themselves from the suicidal malaise. Actually one of the more positive and helpful individuals in the series, Tony, was presented as Catholic. And, as often happens among the irreligious, when things got specially crucial people would utter the word "Jesus!" It is interesting that though they do not, supposedly, believe in him, they pray to him in this offhand yet telltale manner. Even Jewish businessmen in New York City do it; I have heard them.
I am not saying that if only Hannah Baker, the fictional suicide girl, had gone to Sunday School she would have avoided killing herself. And yet at some level I believe that that is true, because a big part of her problem was expecting too much from the people around her, namely, her fellow high-school students. She was looking for love and acceptance from them and did not have a clue that she might find those things from Someone larger, transcending the daily human scene. That is a sign of the times, unfortunately. When we lose touch with the Transcendent and rely totally upon other individuals, we are bound to be disappointed.
Nevertheless, I look forward to the second season of this interesting series, whenever it comes, to see how these agnostic humanistic individuals (or rather the agnostic humanistic writers and directors) work out these questions at their own level. Yet I believe they are missing key factors they need. "Life is a paradox with God for key." --Sri Aurobindo
{Wednesday} /Love Me, Love Me Not\
Cosmic Piper
P. S. Utterly depressed and alone, G*d asked, "Does anybody love me?"
A little bird sang out: "Tweet-tweet-eroo, twit-twit-twitter, toodle-oo!"
G*d exulted. "Oh, somebody does!"
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