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).
It’s weird. I’ve long noticed that I simply can’t predict who is going to fall for the massive, malevolent, brilliantly produced and directed Covid Con. Spellbound people “show their true colors” — or rather, reveal the mental mask that has been surreptitiously placed on them — just about anywhere. You can imagine my shock when my original herbalist teacher told me that she got vaxxed . . .
Whether or not someone’s going to fall for the con seems random. But is it? I’ve noticed that, with exceptions (like myself), the higher the level of education, the more likely will the person fall for the con. For example, Bloomington Indiana, where I live, is a highly vaxxed and masked town set within a rural environs where hardly anyone wears a mask much less gets vaxxed.
BTW: the higher one’s level of education, the more thoroughly the mind has split from the body, and the less grounded, safe, secure, one feels upon this good earth. This is relevant, because:
It may be that one way to recognize those likely susceptible to Covid indoctrination is to somehow assess their level of underlying free-floating anxiety. At least that’s what Mattias Desmet thinks; and after nearly two years of putting up with this massive, multi-layered, Big Media Big Med Big Tech Big Gov driven absurdity, I’m ready to agree with him. The drat Covid Spell can show up where I least expect it. Not just in many of my friends and relatives, but for example, in both the Permaculture and Transition Town movements!
I remember, about six months ago, receiving an email from one of the foremost permaculture teachers in the U.S., in which he began, seemingly breezily, by saying that now that both he and his partner are vaxxed — geez! Was he saying that with the usual excited undertone of “finally we were able to protect ourselves,” or in the more practical tone of “good; we got that out of the way, now we can go on”?
Whatever the tone implied by the words, immediately, upon reading this remark I was internally shaking my head in utter disbelief.
WHAT? YOU ARE? AND YOU THINK THIS IS A GOOD IDEA? I wanted to either cry or scream. But . . . But . . . But . . . That’s like spraying Monsanto on plants, to kill bugs. Don’t you realize that? Don’t you see your own body/mind/spirit as its own brilliant, integrated permaculture biome? HUH? I just don’t get it.
I don’t get it, when the two of you are the ones who originally taught me that in order to keep plants healthy, rather than kill the offending intruder, simply nourish the plant with more of what it needs. That bad bugs prey on weak plants.
I want to shake my permaculture mentors out of of the thick cement helmets they have apparently rammed onto their overstuffed heads — with only one (mainstream media) channel in, resulting in not just fear of a so-called bad bug, but likely worse, if Desmet is correct, and their underlying anxiety has resulted from an apparently scared world-view of impoverished scarcity. Come on, man! What happened to permaculture’s sacred world-view of unceasing abundance? Huh? Huh?
I thought you were the ones who would show us the way out of the wreckage our decaying our military/industrial culture has insidiously wreaked upon both humans and the earth beneath our feet. You showed me the way, with permaculture! I remember, the first words out of your mouths, in that Permaculture Design Course I took, back in 2005. I was hooked! This is the way! We can transform the whole world! Yes! We can do this!
Likewise the equally righteous and visionary Transition Town Movement, which one can also view as yet another permaculture dimension — of social and urban design. Here’s a post about what’s happened to Totnes, which, if I recall correctly, is the original Transition Town, model for all the others across this globe.
And guess what? The eclipse itself is to be the longest in six centuries, lasting 189 minutes, slightly over three hours. Plenty of time to rouse oneself from slumber, meditate on illuminating what’s STUCK and needs release: within the body (muscular knots, solar plexus, sexual, and gut issues, emotional habits, attitudes), stuckness within relationships (toxic patterns of all kinds: control trips, distrust (whether justified or not), bitterness, passive/aggression, and so on), stuck stuff in your material domain (objects, money, property that needs to move on) — stuckness at whatever level both illumined, and hopefully, primed for dramatic release. In short, whatever or whoever you have been both totally attached to and yet desirous, at some level, for drastic change — this is the perfect moment to finally let go.
That’s for individuals. Same goes for groups, systems, businesses, governments, politics, and so on. What’s still stuck? What’s really, horribly stuck? LET. IT. GO.
That this is the longest lunar eclipse in six centuries intensifies the capacity to release all that has been lurking beneath the surface, especially given that it occurs in Taurus/Scorpio, one of the two most powerful full moons of each year (the other is the Scorpio/Taurus full moon in May). Precisely because both are fixed signs, and because Scorpio is the most intense water sign, they signifying the emotionality (the “lunacy”) of any full moon ramped to extremes, pumping into full aliveness the rot that has been congealed, (for six centuries?) in the Taurus body — of self, of society, of earth herself.
Note that the Full Moon at 27°14 Taurus/Scorpio is only three degrees from squaring expansive Jupiter at 24°00 Aquarius, thus intensifying the capacity for sudden change, especially in that Mars, at 13°23 Scorpio, is just past exact square to Uranus at 12°11, the planet which governs experimental Aquarius!
That Mars/Uranus opposition in Scorpio/Taurus is also only 5° from being squared by Saturn, also in Aquarius.
So two T-crosses, with a total of six planets, linking Taurus/Scorpio to Aquarius. Huge energy, bottled up, to be released. Where? Into Leo, the sign opposing Aquarius. Think of the T-Cross as an archer’s bow, with arrows aimed from both Saturn and Jupiter in group-oriented Aquarius into the opposite sign, Leo. King of the Heavens. Might it be that individual heroes will be illuminated during and following this unusually powerful and decisive full Moon? I think here of Kyle Rittenhouse, and James O’Keefe especially. Ron de Santis. Donald Trump? We’ll see.
BTW: a friend sent me a link to a very interesting interpretation of the Kenosha event that is now testing, to the max, the second amendment to the Constitution of the U.S. Did the deep state try — and fail— to take out Kyle Rittenhouse?
If the jury does render a verdict in Kyle’s favor, then they too, can be seen as Leonine heroes, given that they have already been threatened by the crazy forces marshalling division and chaos wherever possible.
Laura Bruno offers her perspective on this important Full Moon which includes a review of the Sabian symbols. Plus, she points out that this full moon/eclipse, which trines Pluto (so acts to channel the energies of transformation, death/rebirth, in a constructive manner), also exactly trines the coming exact return point of Pluto to it’s original natal position in the U.S. chart.
Meanwhile, as set for Washington, D.C. (see chart above), notice that Pluto is only 3° from exactly conjunct the IC, the root point of this chart. Thus, when set for the power center of the enormous ongoing tug-of-war in the geopolitical realm, THE VERY ROOT OF THIS FULL MOON IS PLUTONIAN TRANSFORMATION.
And notice: the Sabian symbol for this root point, 25° Capricorn: An Oriental Rug Dealer. A rug is something which one stands upon, reverberating with the theme of the Leonine hero who, standing as a singular individual, dares to release his arrow, aiming the tumultuous, transformational power of the six-planet-T-crosses bow of Taurus/Scorpio/Aquarius for its Leo target.
Here’s one interpretation of that point.
”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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I tend to agree, unfortunately.