Saturn, Uranus & Optimism in 'Worsening'
7.6.08
The pink elephant in the room is how tough times are getting…
… at least if you buy into the obvious economic indicators and the mainstream news reports we're receiving. (Can we not?)
In my capacity here, I'm in the business of consciousness, making me both responsible for communicating what I'm personally conscious of and not fueling the fires of fear or panic, instead offering a hopeful perspective.
Going for the 'A' in Accuracy
6.30.08
Time to put away the machetes, the flame-throwers, and the extra-wide Sharpie pens.
For the next spell, with Mars entering Virgo, our operations need be carried out with tiny scalpels, tweezers and a magnifying glass. Attention to detail will be crucial.
And painting with too wide a brush, collapsing important distinctions, or carelessly rushing in? These are recipes for major disappointment.
Enjoying Silence
6.23.08
By many reports (mine included), last week was an intense one.
Among the personal-planet influences were both (1) a super-verbose, quick-on-his-feet Mercury in Gemini, stationing direct, and (2) a hardly-timid, quite-proud-of-himself Mars in Leo. Gemini and Leo: Not exactly a combination that fosters quiet contemplation.
But in the midst of all that externalized hullabaloo, last week also brought the entry of both the Sun and Venus into the watery sign of Cancer…
Plutonic Full-Moon Opposition Station Solstice Fest
6.16.08
We'll be meeting up with a whole mess of astrological happenings this week, so I hope you're dressed for the occasion.
The full moon on Wednesday (Jun 18), for starters, is a doozy… conjunct, as it is, to Pluto and casting the usual 'full-moon crazies' in a noticeably edgier color scale.
Pluto does symbolize those uncomfortable urges and feelings we often prefer to keep hidden, to deny, to project onto others, or to otherwise reject as legitimate parts of ourselves.
No, Thank You
6.12.08
It certainly wasn't the first time I'd dealt with unpleasant people's intrusive energy… and not even the only time at this local watering-hole's Sunday afternoon gathering.
But it was the first time I used this particular technique to deflect an unwanted exchange… and, I must add, it worked like a charm.
Admittedly, I was taken aback to find myself on the receiving end of harassment against the unlikely backdrop of a San Francisco gay bar. Yet, shit happens wherever there are people.
There's Only So Much Room in this Parking Lot We Share
6.9.08
I was clenching my jaw, ready for all-out war with the gentleman in front of me in the Whole Foods parking lot, squeezing his massive pickup truck into the space labeled 'compact'.
He successfully backed into the spot, yet wore a quizzical look on his face as he pondered how he might or might not be able to slip his literal self out of the vehicle, since he was parked so close to the adjacent cars that opening his truck door didn't appear to be an actual option.
We caught each other's eyes… and right at that very moment, a car directly across the aisle from this man's current sardine-can began to pull out from a normal-sized (that is, not labeled 'compact') space.
