Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
NEW MOON @ 19º SAGITTARIUS Friday December 11 2015 at 5:29 AM EST
Passenger what are you searching for
What is this longing I see in your gaze
Unknown shadows are dancing in your eyes
In the distant regions of your heart
Something is calling
to be born
The ride has been arduous
But you’ve held on
With everything that you had
You made it this far
You have learned the rhythms of your pain
You can recite them in your sleep
You built a temple and gave thanks to your fears
Laboured at the feet of giants
for a meager return
You found a key for the wrong door and you kept searching
Like a pilgrim looking in the distance
You can see the road ahead
There is no signs, no oasis and no one
But a vision
guiding your steps
Like the waves of the ocean, our moods are susceptible to the changing of tides. The social medias are becoming a sort of collective brain we tap into, to get the general ”socio-cultural weather”. This of course, is a very subjective experience depending on what type of news you read.
The friends you associate with on facebook, twitter, instagram and the pages you follow will generally dictate your news feed. Our experience of social media is curated to our own like and dislike.
We can apply the same ideas, to our perception of reality. To a certain extent, we can only know what we know and experience life through the lens of our own standpoint. We live in a metaphorical ”fish bowl” believing it is the sea. We might intuit that there is more than meets the eye, but we can never be certain.
Albert Henry Collings (1858-1947) – The Fish Bowl
What keeps us believing that there is more? What do we tap into when we connect to our higher ideals of compassion and trust? What is this all-encompassing feeling of faith?Where does our spiritual awareness comes from and how can it be such a strong guiding light while being so elusive? To know or understand something because of what you feel or sense rather than because of evidence.
The instability of the world tends to bring us back to faith very quickly. Shifting our perception from outer to inner, connecting to this mysterious and ever flowing river. We often do this through prayers and meditation but it can also be done very easily through music, art, poetry our whichever feeds your soul. We are all made of the same stuff but we vibrate to different tunes.
The Moon will be in Pisces for the next 2 days. Tonight, she will square Saturn and meet Neptune, triggering the upcoming square. In astrology, the all-encompassing feeling of faith and the elusive but healing spiritual waters are the domain of Neptune. Neptune sometimes gets a bad rap since the planet is also connected with escapism, delusions and fantasy. It can go both ways. In fact it can go in all the ways you can and cannot imagine.
How to It is best to surrender to the Moon in Pisces, knowing that the overwhelming rainbows of feelings are only passing sensations/images. Use this window as an exercise in surrendering. Feed your soul the proper food. Music, poetry, dance, prayer, love, magic or whatever floats your boat. Know that the impressions you are getting at the moment might not be totally aligned with reality. This can be a creative aspect as long as you are aware that you might not be seeing the whole picture. There could be a big piece of the puzzle missing.
The upcoming Saturn/Neptune square cautions us against the total denial of reality. You will need to throw your anchor down somewhere. The urge to escape, love everyone, sacrifice yourself for peace, become an enlightened creature and heal the world, must be tempered with a good dose of pragmatism. Watch the sensations that arises in the next few days while the Moon is in Pisces, take notes.
Those emotions/sensations/intuitions/illuminations/denials, will most likely need calibration against the hard concrete walls of Saturn soon enough.
I live in the 12th house
Where the echoes are as vivid as dreams
Echoes of victory
reminding me
that nothing is forever but the dream.
Fool yourself once, fool yourself twice
It doesn’t matter.
The last step before relinquishing the body
is not for the faint of hearts.
You do not wonder here
You surrender.
All the bad decision summoned as an offering
An offering to the bad spirits who resides here.
Beyond the frontiers of the mundane,
beyond the frontiers of the known.
Contemplating nothingness
Decadence of the unconscious
and all that it entails.
Echoes of victory
are but a dream to remind you
that nothing is forever but the dream.
Power is useless in the 12th house
The light is dim, there is no path.
We go within and we go without.
Listening to the echoes, fooled once, fooled twice
It doesn’t matter.
In a house without owners
dining on solitude and wine.
Away from prying eyes
Praying
Drinking
Praying
Undoing
Let your instinctual shadows
Turn into the words that
you whisper
in your morning prayers
A ritual offering to your fears
Let the darkness seep through
And witness how it becomes wind
Let it be
a stepping stone
a work in progress
a servant without chains
Enter the wild places within you
Like you enter the forest
Humble and open
without apologies
You are the hunter
and you are the prey
There is no perfection
And that in itself is
perfect
Surrender your mind
To the universal visions.
Dream speaks
a language that can only be understood
with sensations.
There is a smoke screen between your awareness and the truth.
Go to music and let the message settle in other ways
Prayers at dawn and love for breakfast.
Keeping the ideal in your minds eyes
A spiritual renewal for the unallocated soul
A daily offering to continuity
Standing at the edge – there is no ending
Only bliss
9th House 