Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
Yesterday, on lift-off day (See posts for Monday and Tuesday), when I woke up this image came into my mind: of a flock of cardinals, settling onto the leafless branches of a tree.
Huh? Weird. Do cardinals even flock? And why cardinals?
I was reminded of a post I put up last week, of flocks of crows settling onto the leafless branches of nearby trees.
NATURE IS UNCANNY: I watch as 1000s of crows . . .

I decided to start searching for the possible significance of that strange image suddenly appearing in my imagination early yesterday morning.

Hmmm . . . and the spiritual significance of the cardinal itself?

Then, after wrestling with my fears, I made an important financial and philosophical, purpose-driven decision, followed by setting up a chart for that moment. Guess what was on the Ascendant of that event chart? 23° Cancer, exactly where my natal Jupiter sits in my own chart!
Long story. I could go on and on about the astro significance of natal Jupiter — for this double Sagittarian, ruled by Jupiter! — in the natal 8th house: how it relates to common values, common security, including money, along with (death/rebirth) Pluto in Leo; especially when coupled transit Pluto in Aquarius now approaching exact opposition to itself, in my second house of individual values, individual security, etc. — but I won’t here.
Just know that this synchronicity — involving Jupiter in the nurturing, home-loving, and family-oriented sign of Cancer situated directly on the swiftly moving Ascendant (one degree every four minutes), at that precise moment in time when I made the decision — was all I needed to actually begin to feel at one with the decision.
In other words, in my own ignition of Saturn/Neptune at 0° Aries (which, BTW, are conjunct the root of my natal chart, with Natal Neptune at the Midheaven!), I am assured of receiving help, from family and loved ones who have died. I think of husband Jeff, for example, who died in 2003. His financial resources are still powering me, especially via greenacresvillage.org. And I think of many other beautiful, now deceased souls, both in my blood family and family of heart — more and more and more as the years go by.
The point is, yesterday was a decidedly big day for me. I actually initiated something that I had been fearful of actually doing.
Crows in tree represent psychopomps, easing communication with loved ones who have died!
Cardinals in tree represent the promise of new life!
Oh, and: yesterday, I just happened to speak with a dear old friend, who I haven’t been in touch with for probably ten years. Mary and I grew up together in Twin Falls, Idaho.
She was talking about traveling by air, something she still engages in, though deciding to do so each time is difficult; and yet once she gets on the road, she doesn’t mind a bit! In fact, she said, maybe even surprising herself! — “I love airports”!
I told her that at 83 I no longer traveled, and then confessed: The last time I traveled by air was in 2019, seven years ago, due to the covid con, which blew me away. Then came my truly snarky comment: “How did the entire world suddenly become so fearful of what likely did not even exist?”
We didn’t go into the politics or reality of “covid.”
Instead, she just responded . . .
“So you’re fearful too, of traveling!
Bingo. She got me. Thank you, Mary.
Note from an 83-year-old. I not only pant, I just about wet my pants!
Yesterday, I got so gobsmacked by the ultra rare Saturn/Neptune at 0° Aries phenonemon that I forgot to even mention two more important markers. One of which I did point to, however, on January 5:
VENZUELA: OOPS! Horse Begins NOW?
Note the rushing, nearly panicky, title of that post. The same, or even greater rush is being experienced now, inside me. Inside all of us. What? This too? How in hell do I, do we, keep up with such massive, continuing, cataclysmic, liberating change?
Well, obviously, I (and we) don’t. We’re all All-too-human, remember. Let’s give ourselves a break!
Oops! No. No breaks. The shattering of our trust in old institutions, authorities, etc. which we have been undergoing for years now, with devastating effect, leaving us utterly unmoored, lies in smoldering ruins.
Ruins that will soon to be proven as composting seeds for rebirth.
Remember, far-off, tiny, extremely potent Death/Rebirth Pluto since 2008 has been traveling through (until 2043!) decentralized and/or transhumanist Aquarius (depends on who you ask, and even more crucial: depends on which timeline enough of us choose).
In either case, authentic, organic, decentralized web of life and/ or AI-, transhumanist hegemonic domination of the entire globe — and likely, BOTH — we are now undergoing, simply, relentless, unprecedented ignition, says Saturn/Neptune in fiery Aries.
That larger so far bi-cameral context frames two fascinating events that jumpstart the process. Both happen to be occurring on this very day, February 17th.
First, this day, February 17th, is the date in Chinese Astrology, that the Year of the Fire Horse commences. I wrote about this on January 5.

Plus, this very day, February 17th, also happens to feature an annular solar eclipse (not visible in the U.S. however); in other words, a more than usual significant New Moon, ie., New Beginning.
And what a new beginning! This annular eclipse new moon occurs at 28°49 Aquarius, which translates to, in the sabian symbols, 29° Aquarius, the crucial, final, anoretic degree.

So no wonder I feel rushed. I’m participating, like all of us, in this intense energy to SHIFT THE VERY FOUNDATIONS OF HUMAN LIFE ON PLANET EARTH.
The full/Moon total lunar eclipse that follows, i.e., the emotional fulfillment of the New Moon annular solar eclipse, will occur on March 3. We have two weeks to “get it together”: to get, and stay, centered, no matter what happens next, here, everywhere, all the time. No breaks.
So . . .
Pay attention.
Ground your feet into the living Earth below.
Lift your gaze to the infinite sky above.
Ask divine energy from both Above and Below to course into your open heart, circulating, circulating . . .
Then,
Extend your arms in both gratitude and benediction.
For,
We are the ones who,
on a soul level,
chose to be here NOW.
This is lift-off, folks.
Have fun!
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
Ph.D. 83
Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).
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