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).
Thanks to Laura Bruno, for this update. Who woulda known? Personally, I’m under such a continuous deluge of inner/outer storms already! I guess you could say that my personal situation prepares me for WHATEVER?
“Everything, Everywhere, All at Once” likely. And likely to (appear to) devastate any and all security systems.
With Mars and Pluto involved, Mars moving from late Cancer to 0° Leo over the last few days of the week when it will then create an exact fixed T-cross with both Pluto in 0° Aquarius, and Jupiter in 0° Taurus, its as if what we’ve long sensed was coming finally arrives.
Thud.
Feet on the Jupiter in Taurus ground, folks, even though it’s being pulled out from under us. Connect and cooperate with each other via Pluto in Aquarius, each of us challenged to courageously express our full-hearted Mars in Leo selves. And the missing arm of this fixed cross? Scorpio. Which is it to be: power over (all of us?) or power from within (each of us).
We decide. And though it may take awhile to get going, the human spirit, once aroused, is indomitable.
And geez, Mercury turns to go direct TODAY. (Geez, I thought it was tomorrow . . .)
It begins . . .
Well well well! After more than a year of waiting impatiently (which morphed, necessarily, into patiently) while the 12-foot yurt languished in its original wrappings on the Overhill house front porch (thus pretty much negating the porch for any other use), the backyard platform upon which it is to stand is finally finished. (Thank you son Colin, whose back and knee were, at long last, well enough to take the strain of construction, but only if he did a tiny bit at a time.) So now, its as if the long-awaited finale to this long delayed yurt project is like this morning’s tiny iris bud, about to bloom!
Continues on greenacresvillage.org blog.
”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
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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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