Firm Science, Horoscope for Sunday April 3, 2011 to Saturday April 8, 2011

Some tricky nights have passed us this week, and now the planets are at repose in their current transits. But the very ground and methods of present time are being reversed. Cutting sharp and deep into the layers of the spectacle, very little of what is apparent in present time will remain. Both Saturn, the warp and woof of the immediate, and Mercury, eternal messenger of dual form, have gone retrograde. Following the planets’ lead and the directives of celestial movement, we turn our gaze back into itself. However, directing consciousness backwards through time – a day, month, year, decade, century, millennium – while still locked in the surface sheen of history is ineffectual, and there you will only find specters and apparitions. Millions upon millions of images of falsity and unreality make up the social terrain of civilization. The totality of the spectacular mind in present time haunts itself perpetually and from all angles, placing unreal and false props and masks in lieu of the real. The root of this living-dead thousand headed hydra (Greek, hydor: water; further still, Sanskrit: udraH, “creature of the water“, Sanskrit, ud: to flow or issue out, related to Latin: unda, Old High German, waz-ar, Modern English, wat-er; a creature of the deep, forever issuing forth from an unknown and murky depth), cannot be simply cut and ended in a fell swing of sharp discerning consciousness. Somewhere in the depth of the hydra’s unreality there is a seed of immense weight and gravity, dragging us down into an ocean of the real that can be measured and charted in great detail.

Beginning in present time, becoming aware of the current state of perception is crucial – abandon immediately the whole flood of spectacular time (cf. Debord, Society of the Spectacle) no matter how personal it is. In fact, the more personal and meaningful and intrinsic to yourself these memories that flit about in the shadow of the spectacle are, crush them with even more zealous fervor. Sit quiet in repose, detached from the variegated flashes and beeps and hums of the multitudes of screens and detached from their message. Leading the will to move back into itself, and listening to voice of the planets within us, as Mercury and Saturn both traverse the skies in a backwards march, the foundational and experiential unreality fades. And it’s here that we will sow our seeds in the tender ground of the will.

There are, as the base of the relationship of the soul and the world, four essential elements that have been detailed in the Hermetic corpus – earth, water, fire, air -, and there is one additional element – aether – that retains a quality of immateriality and all-pervasiveness, in a sense nurturing the other four. While there are semblances of these elements reflected in their physical counterparts, they are not limited nor completely encapsulated by these physical characteristics. Rather, their role is directly correlated to the ground and function of reality itself. Where there is perception of weight and form, earth; flux and the dual, water; upheaval and ascension, fire; movement and incongruity, air. Devoting oneself to these ever present and pervasive powers in the elements, stripped bare and naked in the bright void of aether, shining radiant and clear, the totality of spectacular and false consciousness can be subverted and remade. It is not the objective to remake anything in one’s own image, but rather to encourage perpetual revolution (perpetual here from Latin, perpes: lasting; further, Latin, per: through, and petere: to go, to seek, to aim; further still, Sanskrit, patara: flying, fleeting; the airy act of remaking, flying through all impediments to make something continuous; and let us consider revolution, Latin, revolver: to turn back; deeper, Sanskrit, valitA: to turn around, bent, turned in to; deeper, Sanskrit, val: to be drawn to, attached; or vala: a pit, a cave, the womb; strangely, the perpetual revolution is a contradiction of opposing movements, forever moving forward only to turn back unto itself) – and, of course, let us disregard the perpetual revolution of Stalin and all that entails.

Armed with the magic and potency of the elements, let us move on to consider the events in the sky at present time. Our week begins where it left off at the tail of last week, with a serious flood of planetary forces in Pisces. Steady and feverish bouts of idealism and dreamy passion, and a fresh sense of creativity are for sure to be on the plate here. While there hasn’t been many changes in the position of the planets, the whole character of the current map must be interpreted in the light of the now waxing Moon. The first week of the waxing Moon, in a way, activates the already present planetary energy. So if last week held darker, crooked, and chaotic forms of creativity and passion, we will now see a general lightening of the ambiance take hold.

Along with basking under the waxing light of the Moon, we are now headed full force into the warmth and pleasure of Spring. As Mercury and Saturn remain retrograde, and the nurturing and benign forces of the lunar orb filter down to us, this week will be opportune for cultivating the sprouts of plans that are yet to come for this year. Seeking these plans out isn’t necessary, as the tumult of the planets should have shaken things up enough to make them readily apparent. Depending on where you are in the world, this is also a perfect time – both in the terrestrial and celestial spheres – to plant a garden that will provide abundance for the year. This week will remain relatively stable and without much change in terms of transiting planets, so whatever you do intend on doing, make space and time for it this whole week and ride the strange planetary winds that now blow.

Some independence will be achieved come Monday as the Moon moves into Aries and out of the crowded sign of Pisces. Look for strength and a rekindling of ambition. An elevation of overall gumption continues later into the week as the Moon transits into Taurus on Thursday. And finally the Moon lands in Gemini on Saturday, manifesting some duplicity of the mind. From the watery deep of Pisces, rising into the primary and headstrong fires of Aries, grounding in the strength and ground of Taurus, and flitting about in the airs of Gemini, the Moon – as the mind – travels with us through all the elements this week.


A Meeting of Fools by the River, Horoscope for Sunday March 27, 2011 to Saturday April 2, 2011

Imagine working backwards in time, in a way that all knowledge born in the process of experience, of seeing what is and what is not, was already present in you and the very act of our will moving forward in time, was in reality a movement in reverse. The perennial wish is to know today what will be in our future – to see what station we will occupy, the accouterments that will surround us, and the precise exacting paths that it took to get there. Seemingly, however, the gravity that attracts the will to action, to obtain and gather what it has yet to eclipse, is something that is found exclusively in forward movement. An anticipation lurks in the heart when a new tale is heard, opening fresh and budding pathways in the brain of the seeker, constructing dreamy layers of futures that may never be. The will seeks out these mirages (Latin, mirer: to be amazed, surprised, bewildered, wondered at; related to mirror, miracle; possibly a sense of incompleteness, fulfillment in an image instead of reality, or alternatively a fullness of reality spewing forth as image, enjoyment of self in other) with full force.

When chasing, with a mixture of pleasure and pain, the heady projections of an unrealized future, the will stumbles on new paths that were unanticipated. A laboring journey to the top of a mountain, executed with full preparation and abandonment, may reveal a sweet and flowering low lying valley that calls you down with its comforts. Choice is revealed here that will mark your future – do you continue on your envisioned journey to the top of the peak, savoring the accomplishments of dedication and the liberating views from on high, or do you lower yourself into the arms of the valley and its aura of contentment. Both the mountain peak and the sweet valley will always be there – but there is an empty space that fills the moment of decision. Projections of potentialities fill the brain – the mountain will have this, the valley will have that – and you place yourself in both the high and low, weighing their respective merits.

And that gaping space of indecision and conflict is closed when you decide to descend into the valley, leaving the lofty peaks behind you. All of the preparation for the ascent up the mountain is made worthless in the fleeting call of the valley’s spring. Whole new internal mirages bud instantly once in the valley’s low. Paths so incongruent and dissimilar to the mountain now are real and vibrant and within reach. On and on the will goes like this.

But, how to prepare the will for spontaneous revelations on the path? One must become nothing less than a fool (Latin, follis: bellows, leather bag, windbag, empty headed; further possibility Sanskrit, vAtula: a whirlwind, mad, crazy; to be carried by the winds, the subtlest of the four elements).

Looking to the ever changing celestial cartography, this following week provides several synchronicities that clear great spaces for the wandering fool. To go back to our original image – working backwards in time – in a real way, the destinies and fates of all things have already been mapped. The stable and harmonious revolution of the planets on the backdrop of distant stars tells stories that have only yet to be chosen. The more the will pushes forward in the accumulation of knowledge, of joy, of vigor, of possessions, the more awareness there is that in these movements there were really no choices at all. There are only great expanses of space to fill, foolishly or with dedication.

The week starts off with Sunday – the day of the Sun – and a confluence of planetary forces that are strongly shaping this week’s tide. The Sun, Mercury, Mars, and Jupiter find themselves together in Pisces, in what will seem to many to be a feeling of great release and liberation. The soul, represented by the Sun, and the discursive mind, represented by Mercury, join together in the free sign of Pisces, and this will give the feeling of contentment in our action, represented by Mars, and high quality of life, represented by Jupiter. Rahu, the shadowy eclipse maker, joins the Moon in Sagittarius, which may cloud and obscure the aforementioned beautiful planetary weather.

This is temporary, however, as going through the rest of the week the Moon finds its independence in Capricorn on Monday and Tuesday, and on Wednesday joins Venus in Aquarius. The dual-day conjunction of Venus and the Moon in Aquarius on Wednesday and Thursday is sure to provide ample beautification of the inner and outer environments. Spring cleaning, meditation, absorption into art, spontaneous road trip, sudden catharsis, are all signs of Venus conjunct Moon in airy Aquarius.

But we find the true meeting of the fools at the end of the week, April 1st, Friday – the day of Venus – as Mercury, which had previously and temporarily moved into Aries from Pisces, goes retrograde and joins the now Pisces stationed Moon, along with the Sun, Mars, and Jupiter. Mercury retrograde is known the world over to disrupt travel, communications, finances, and decision making processes – couple this with a conjunction with the strong and fiery will of the Sun and Mars, the expansive touch of Jupiter, and the personal and intimate movement of the Moon, along with a direct aspect from retrograde Saturn in Virgo, and we have ourselves a truly spectacular potential for April Fool’s day. Expect severe miscommunication, vigorous tomfoolery and shenanigans, strong prideful bursts of joy and confusion, and also the quiet contemplation that can only come when there is a new Moon. Yes, the Moon is empty on April Fool’s day – there will be no moonlight to steal from the stars. After a day of inchoate mayhem and bliss, surrender your madness to a night of complete contemplation. Work backwards in time, moving the mind retrograde through the ignorance of the past while carrying the absolute light of the future. How far back can you envision, and how far forward? Where do the lines of the body and will blur, and whence the ends of the rope of the eternal past and future? Foolishly swallow the tail of both, with full knowledge of both.