To Bear the Fruits of the Planets, Horoscope for Sunday May 1st, 2011 to Saturday May 7th, 2011

Last week, as you have noticed, there was no horoscope to report – maybe it was a combination of the flux of the waxing Moon and its culmination in fullness, which without fail has its effect on me. Or maybe I could attribute it to the revolution of Spring, and the fresh and forgotten feeling of the Sun amidst the deep, damp penetration that the rain exacts on Eugene. Go even further and combine this with the celestial atmosphere of planetary imbalance in Pisces and a retrograde Mercury and Saturn – and yes, there are new movements now, new paths have emerged, new hopes and dreams and desires for us all to follow – surely this has been the case in my own sphere. Let us continue that momentum here, taking a break from the abstraction of previous horoscopes, and instead glean the fruits straight from the vine that the planets offer. For it is only logical that the planets bestow, in equal parts, the fruits of their passion on living creatures, as they themselves are living – where they orbit each other with precise attraction, where their very gravity emerges from fits of polar duality, where their mass and volume trump with ease all order of species on Earth – we can only assume that they bear an attraction and passion so great that it is only known to us in part.

There is a particular affinity that we all have for the first of May – May Day – whether it be for the unconscious instinct of new beginnings, to till the ground and sow our seed, to strive and aim for what is within ease and reach, to engage in the rites of fertility (from the Latin, fertilis, “formation”; and from the Greek, pherein, “to bear”; and the Sanskrit, bhara, “bearing, carrying, granting, bestowing, raising a great cry, a war or battle or contest”; this is, surely, the time to cherish and participate in our own creation, or align with the natural fertility that environs us, or to raise a cry to contest and sublimate the powers that inhibit this process). And following this last intimation, there is that other aspect of May Day, that is well known in the industrial world, to assert the power of the social over the barren terrain of Capital, to directly confront that elusive power that maintains the division between natural fertility and our desire to participate in it – so we see organized resistance in Germany, France, Greece, the US on May Day, which possibly seeks both consciously and unconsciously to create the space where the natural order can reign again.

Let us look at the dynamic of the planets for May Day. The Moon finds herself in the lunar mansion (in Sanskrit and Vedic astrology, nakshatra, the lunar zodiac composed of twenty seven equal parts, where the Moon travels through one by one daily) of Ashwini on Sunday – and this star holds manifold significances. It is by order of the lunar zodiac the first mansion of the Moon, as Aries is the first sign of the solar zodiac. Ashwini’s etymology from the Sanskrit begins with ashva, “of a horse” or even the “number seven”, as there are seven horses of the Sun – which has been supposed elsewhere to correlate with each of seven colors, the seven chakras, the seven physical planets – but further the etymology evolves into the two charioteers, the Ashvins, a pair of twins that traverse the skies appearing in the sky before dawn in a golden carriage drawn by horses or birds. The bear treasures, but more importantly they bring the knowledge of healing arts used to avoid sickness and misfortune. The power of the lunar mansion Ashwini is the power of healing. The Moon in Ashwini sets the mood or feeling for the day to achieve healing and catharsis. The power of the Moon to realize this energy is further enabled by the conjunction of the Moon in Aries with the Sun. Although this does mean that the Moon will be nearly devoid of her light, the exalted and vigorous position of the Sun in Aries will enable the dynamic of the soul and mind – the Sun and Moon, respectively – to further the ideals that we all strive for on the first of May, whether they be directly aimed at fertility, or inversely at resistance.

We then find ourselves in the midst of the new Moon on Monday, May 2. This is a particularly potent lunar event, as well. It is the Moon’s day – Monday – and the power of the new Moon is fueled by the lunar mansion it falls in, Bharani. Coming full circle from what has already been detailed above, Bharani’s etymology is, of course, tied to the Sanskrit, bhara and bharaNa, “bearing, maintaining, carrying in the womb, nourishing”. Bharani’s symbol is the womb, an inverted triangle, and its power is the domain of birth and death. There is an anomaly, however, in Bharani as the deity presiding over the star is known as Nirriti, the goddess of curses and calamity, of destruction, dwelling in the inauspicious southwest. So while Bharani is the power to bear through the creative soil of the womb, it is also the power to take that life away. This energy reveals the root nature that will still be playing itself out from May Day, blurring the lines of both creative and destructive acts, as we may find ourselves mired, but fully engaged, in our own manifesting and pillaging.

On Tuesday May 3, there is yet an important planetary transit that will have a strong impact on the next couple weeks. Mars will be transiting from Pisces – leaving the crowded sign that still houses Mercury, Venus, and Jupiter – into a conjunction with the Sun and Moon in Aries. That this event happens on Tuesday, the day of Mars, and that the Sun is exalted in Aries, and that this will be the first day of the waxing Moon, all will augment the dynamic potential here. The Moon will now be in the lunar mansion Krittika. The etymology of Krittika is from the Sanskrit, kRtta, “cut or divided”, and the power of Krittika is tied directly to this definition,. The group of stars in this lunar mansion is symbolized by a razor or knife, or sometimes as a burning flame, as the deity presiding here is Agni, the god of fire. The six stars that compose the lunar mansion here at the end of Aries and first part of Taurus were in the oldest Vedic myths known as nymphs who became nurses attending to Mars, the god of war. The exertion of Mars asserting himself in his own fiery sign of Aries, along with the exalted Sun and a sharp Moon, will prove to be an opportune day to carve out your own destiny and path, free from the confines of past habits, assumptions, or disposition. There is a dangerous freshness here, in that what you desire you may just get.

Coming to the middle of the week, Wednesday May 4, we gain a much needed reprieve from the rollercoaster intensity of the week’s first days. The Moon takes leave from the transient madness building in Aries, and finds the soothing oasis of her own exalted sign, Taurus, and also the Moon’s most favored star, the lunar mansion Rohini. To say that Rohini is the most desirable of all the twenty seven lunar mansions is understating the significance it is given in the myth of the Moon. It is said that originally the Moon neither waxed nor waned, but rather moved freely and equally amongst each of the lunar mansions, which were each personified as wives of the male deity of the Moon. Each day, just as now, the Moon would visit one mansion, or wife, at a time, and spend that day and night there, and thus determine the nature of that particular day for life in his sphere of domain. This ensured the regular but predictable diversity of activity that living beings engaged in – some days, depending on the mansion the Moon inhabited, it was a day for construction, healing, and song; and on others, a day for battle, risk, and abandon. Without notice or consent, however, the cycle came to a halt as the Moon became entranced by the beauty of his wife Rohini, who dwelt in the sign of Taurus. Life came to a standstill, as there was no new day, no opportunity for revival or change, no chance to erase the past or move towards a future. There was just the Moon, shining bright and consorting solely with Rohini, lost in her gazelle eyes, immobilized in her mansion. Her name could be derived from the Sanskrit, ruh, “ruddy”, or, “to ascend, mount, attain”. She was the daughter of Daksha, the feared and strong magician. All of the living beings, tired of the Moon’s never ending consorting with Rohini, approached Brahma and pleaded for a remedy. Brahma in turn made the request to Daksha to end the amorous stalemate. And thus Daksha, who was adept in blessings and curses, warned the Moon of his impending doom. The Moon, filled with pride for his elevated position in the sky and power over living beings, ignored the threat. Immediately Daksha cursed him, and immediately the Moon began to lose his luster. Daily the once full and bright light of the Moon diminished, waning with each sunset and sunrise, until the Moon was completely empty, dark, unable to be seen. All living beings protested, for as much as they hated the Moon’s immobility and insistence on staying exclusively with Rohini, they longed even more for just a glimpse of the Moon’s cooling light. Rohini, too, lost interest in the Moon that now was devoid of his luster. Everybody went back to Daksha, and pleaded that the curse on the Moon be removed. Daksha advised that although he cannot remove the curse completely, that he would remove it partially if the Moon consents to resume again his daily movement through each mansion. The Moon, of course, agreed, and now we have the waxing and waning phases of the Moon, culminating in the full and new Moons. This was a long winded way to say that Wednesday holds a special light for us, a day of pleasure, of abandonment in desire, fulfillment in the other. Seek what you truly enjoy on Wednesday, and the Moon will smile gladly on you.

And to come back to normalcy and turn our gaze away from myth, we end our week with the Moon’s transit through Mrigashrisha, Ardra, and Punarvasu – which, although equally significant relative to other lunar mansions, do not carry the same weight as the others this week. In future horoscopes we will dive into their myths, symbols, and energies when appropriate or when they correlate with other relevant celestial events. Until then, it is meaningful to note that on Friday and Saturday the Moon will be conjunct with Ketu, that shadowy body of eclipse, and that extra precaution could be advised in our daily dealings. The continued conjunction in Pisces of Venus, Mercury, and Jupiter, will of course further the creative urge that many are currently enraptured by, and the new conjunction of Mars and Sun in Aries will add an interesting, if not slightly subversive or dangerous, element into the mix.

Ultimately, the week is filled with surprises, marked by revelations and raptures, not something borne in laborious or extraneous conditions, but rather manifested brightly in a state of enstasy, to be lost in the “stance within”. And yes, I admit, I am excited for what may come.


On the Passionate Arrangement of the Planets, Horoscope for Sunday April 17th, 2011 to Saturday April 23th, 2011

It is simple and direct to observe a social consensus that, tainting the vital and potent veins of our destiny as free beings, has arisen out of pure error, and that through the application of a simple but cutting logic can be made sparse and ineffectual in our daily lives. The consensual error is seemingly enmeshed and embedded in all the categories, occupations, and pursuits of social life, to the extent that even those that have through chance or determination tasted the sweet morsels of a liberated state still fall impotently to the course of collective bondage. And further still, those that concretely situate themselves above the low lying mists of civilization, find that they perch in relative solitude, without the possibility of elevating their former companions to their state.

The error that has been swallowed, without reservation or embarrassment, was grown and nurtured in the detrimental environment of civilization, which at the present time offers no recourse or resistance to its near complete domination. To demonstrate the full extent that civilization has harmed the constitution and faculties of the human race would be too difficult a task – all that need be mentioned is that if a modern man or woman would gaze for a moment onto the felicity and joy of a society that has progressed beyond the stage of civilization, they would either have a surge of disgust for their current civilized state, or an immediate confusion for lack of experience in the context of such a social arrangement. Either way, their motivations would instantly refine themselves, and they would totally abandon the day to day tasks that civilization has offered them.

If the attributes of a society that has stepped past the error and restrictions of civilization are unknown to our experience, then we are only left with speculation. But we can, I believe, calculate our speculation sufficiently enough to sculpt visions and dreams of what this society could be. The variables in our calculation could include the planets, as they have narrated a great deal of civilization’s social relations and categories – and although they seemingly are the foundation of time, hierarchy, and social stratification, they are equally elusive in their definition and roles. They could, potentially, provide a working model for the liberation of desire, and the realization of the passions that find themselves in suppressed in civilization.

Again it is simple to observe the general discord and disharmonious manner that our current society functions by. The hardest working in our world are often allotted the least in riches and comforts, and are forced to be content with their material and spiritual lot. Their labor, and hence their passion, is usurped by the more cunning and vicious, and those fruits are passed on to those that have clawed their way up the chaotic social ladder, not by merit but by exploit. Those that engage in the arts – music, letters, canvas, sculpture, dance – are told repeatedly, both overtly and with subtlety, that their passions will bring nothing to them, unless they are struck by the invisible hand of luck. Thus, thousands upon thousands of creative and fluid souls are rendered worthless and dried up on the vast desert of civilization, for lack of acknowledgement of their pursuits. Our rulers, the embodied dull and impotent fabrications of the passions, carry no purpose other than to coax the social order into further and deeper darkness.

Nothing in civilization moves in harmony. There is no consensual orbit that our bodies and minds and souls follow. But, if we were to look closely in our very own solar system, we find that our planets move in such an exacting harmony in their orbit, speed, and direction, and that if their harmony could be applied and emulated in the social circles of our world, a permanent revolution on our globe could result. What would this application look like?

What if we chose by consensus the most brilliant, energetic, life-giving, warm and generous to guide the affairs of our communities. To give them rule not out of lack of our own autonomy, but so they could serve to enable and cultivate the natural autonomy that can be found in any individual, community, or society – to manage the affairs of trade, infrastructure, and other practical matters of a cooperative and passionate order. And what if the most receptive, intuitive, understanding, nurturing, sensitive, and shining were rewarded for their hidden subtleties and faculties, and they were given full attention when a matter of commotion or discord would arise, so that balance could be achieved – so that instead of the most aggressive winning by default, the best result could be actualized in the soft light of truth. And ask yourself if civilization’s channeling of the world’s brightest and potent minds into occupations that enable the most horrendous and efficient exploitation and destruction, is superior to a harmonious society that allows the brightest and most creative to cultivate and inspire consensual pleasure and joy. This is only a rough sketch, of course, of what we could look like once we abandon civilization and its suffocating grasp on our lives. In a way, we only have to choose to step into this harmony that is mirrored in the planets.

And what better time to do just that? Sunday finds us full and replete in the glow of a full Moon, with a full aspect from the Sun in its exalted Aries. The collective energy of the past week will bubble over on Sunday as a spicy and potent mix of ambition, passion and a dash of disaster as the full Moon is conjunct a retrograde Saturn. Do not let this seemingly ominous conjunction inhibit the full blossom of the Moon’s light, but instead embrace the difficulties and recognize them as your own. Retrograde Saturn will continue on for some time, and the very palatable impediments that have flavored the air lately should have been by now digested. Expect only a little bout of indigestion as a full Moon cannot help but increase the latent power in Saturn. Surely a conscious abandonment of duty and obligation in favor of the distant call of the night’s passions would lend to a harmonious syncing with these two planets.

There is quick relief from the overflowing potency of Sunday’s full Moon, as we head into further into the week. The Moon transits into a stable, solitary, and balanced Libra on Monday and stays there through Tuesday. With the direct gaze of the Sun exalted in Aries, the Moon in Libra will afford ample opportunity to rectify imbalances that are surely due to the constraints of our civilized mode – pursue the rhythm of a natural setting, wander free by the foot of a mountain or a river’s stream. Engage in your friendships with an even and steady demeanor, and approach your tasks with similar exactness. Set a positive, balanced tone to the week as the Moon transits through Libra.

We cannot forget about the intensity in Pisces, however, as this whole week continues to see the conjunction of Venus, Mars, Jupiter, and a retrograde Mercury. If you stay conscious of this potent mix, you definitely can enjoy the ripe and liberal fruits of their harvest – and even more so at the end of the week as retrograde Mercury goes direct. Saturday will be the perfect day for trade, communication, travel, and other matters of exchange – whether they be of idea, labor, or passion. Without much effort, but with much awareness, we continue to harmonize ourselves with the planetary sphere.

Caught Up in the Four Winds, Horoscope for Sunday April 10th, 2011 to Saturday April 16th, 2011

Beginning with your pinkie, count from the outside of your hand – pinkie finger, one; ring finger, two; middle finger, three; index finger, four – and stop precisely there at your pointer digit, holding the four stretched and enumerated digits out and open and exposed, contemplating them in the earthy light. A rustling dawn of hidden correspondences can be revealed within these four fingers – not with any direct physiological implications of the human body’s occult significance, but rather our four fingers – and, in a way, our opposable thumb – are ripe symbolic outgrowths of the very architecture of the body of the universe itself. Riding the winds of last week’s esoteric derive, let us wander aimlessly further down the path of four, that overlooked but power pregnant digit.

We find ourselves enraptured and entrapped in a terrain of civilization that spews itself without restraint in the wind’s four directions. Nothing, in itself, can contain the monstrous outpouring of control and systemization that has swallowed nearly every crevice of space and time, suffocating the the globe’s resources and bodies and minds. To encounter free space, untainted by the tendril feelers of State or Capital, that work to rout out any trace of land that cannot be marked with their signs, is impossible; and to abide in free time, untouched by the regimentation and numerical codification of Calendar, has been forgotten in the mists of history’s ascent.

But our task of freeing up space and time, to reveal the potentials of what could be, rather than swallow the meat of what is, is not one devoid of hope. The complete, and seemingly final, domination of the Control virus has at its root very simple and readily comprehensible elements. The original two culprits in the spread of this disease, name and number, carry with them the weight of defining the total landscape of civilization, and this is apparent by the appropriation of language to stratify the social, and the appropriation of numbers to regulate time. The past fifty years have been replete with arguments and methods for the deterritorialization of language and the realm of the social – to negate the whole castle of concrete alienation, built by the bricks of our own making. These methods are unnecessary to repeat here. Let us instead come back to the pleasure of our hand, with its four digits, and follow a line of playful thinking that could reveal a new strategy.

Relevant strategies come in many packages, sometimes overlooked for their obvious or seeming inconsequential natures. To prove this, we can look at something as simple as a deck of cards. Nothing much there – four suits, a king, queen, jack, ace, and a series of numeral cards. However a very casual reading and tracing of the evolution of the modern deck of playing cards reveals a plethora of detailed and forgotten symbols that can be used in our project. The modern deck is, of course, linked directly to the long winding history of theTarot, and carries with it emblems of the Tarot in its veiled nature. The four fold arrangement of the suits within the deck point to useful and egalitarian potencies found in both the individual and social territories.

On face value, the spontaneous appearance of the Tarot can be correlated with the late medieval and early Renaissance culture of royal and court power, and the figures on the cards are the players in that social realm. Even so, the artists and seers that crafted the Tarot worked with symbols that traveled deeper than the faces of the forces of power. The suits compose the hidden narrative of the cards and can be understood when exposed to a Hermetic light. We can begin with the suit of swords, the dynamic and piercing set, clearing a path in the dense and overgrown land of the civilized. It is the destructive power, clean, singular, spontaneous, the will that is realized and submitted to action – of the alchemical elements, it is air. What follows is the suit of wands, the ascensional and dreamy set, intent on the commencement of construction and knowledge. It is the will power, soothing, enchanting, variegated, independent, and necessary for rebirth and magic – of the alchemical elements, it is fire. Continuing this logic, we have the suit of cups, the receptive and nurturing set, holding the totality within itself, embracing the contradictions of imposed striations. It is the power of consent, the agreement and harmony of the multitudes in relation to each other, the centrifugal dispersal and dissolution of control – of the alchemical elements, it is water. Finally, we land on the suit of coins, the stabilizing and foundational set, crafted and borne from the body itself. It is the power of the real, the space without word and time without number, a glimmer of truth as it is in the great desert of illusion – of the alchemical elements, it is earth.

The appropriation of the suits throughout history to signify warfare, production, or other symbols of control is a reality that can be reversed through these contemplations. What has been passed down and given to us in the playing deck is a set of veiled liberating potentials that have survived under multifarious guises. In later posts we can work to reterritorialize each of the cards in the Major Arcana, those looming and strong personalities and objects. We might even venture further into the number four, and find ourselves bearing witness to the appearance of chess, and its strange relationship to the Tarot.

For now, let us leave our speculations and look directly into the sky. Monday April 11th will reveal itself as a positive day for the lunar natured folks out there. The Moon will exit the chaotic shadow of the south node – Ketu – and enter into its own sidereal sign, Cancer. The Moon’s cool rays radiate naturally from the calm, shallow waters of Cancer, and these will be amplified by the fact that it will be the eighth night of the waxing phase, the half-Moon, which is a turning point in positive lunar expression. Couple this with it being on the Moon’s very own day – Monday – and it should turn out to be a pleasurable evening. Go outside to encourage the absorption of lunar rays in the body, and healing will commence, indeed. This lunar and planetary arrangement continues through Thursday.

The last two days of the week, Friday and Saturday, prove themselves to be the showcases in planetary flux, however, as the Sun exits the crowded and confounded sign of Pisces, and Venus fills the void that the Sun has left. On Friday, the Moon enters Leo, that regal sign of the Sun, and the Sun itself becomes exalted in the sidereal sign of Aries. This is a great time for renewal and celebration, and the lean and unimpeded glow of the exalted Sun will shine encouraging light on our personal endeavors and desires. As the seasons change, and we do begin to see more Sun, the movement of the Sun into Aries represents a shift that will form the basic dynamic of the year to come. Make the most of it – get out there into the world, relish in the Sun, and harness its limitless potential. Saturday shows us that the independent and cloistered nature of our recent creative endeavors, with Venus walking alone in the dreamy sign of Aquarius, is coming to an end as the morning star moves into Pisces. When Venus unites with a retrograde and confuddled Mercury, a comfortable and expansive Jupiter, and the fiery and unpredictable Mars, there is good reason to believe that our creative passions will unite in collective and joint efforts. All can benefit from this transit.