Note: See yesterday post.

Yesterday, this peculiar ambivalence that I tried to express in that post continued, all day and into the evening, and during my wake-up periods last night (seven times, more than usual); Uranus interruptus!

But then this morning, when I sat down for my usual elixir, I brought an extra pad and pen with me. I had decided to start documenting (Uranus in Gemini!) “what happened” during the quarter cycle turns of Uranus, at 21 years, 42 years, and 63 years. Why? Because, as an astrologer, I’ve long been familiar with how the quarter turns (90°) of especially outer planet cycles mark signitifcant “turning points” in both experience and comprehension. Because with each one, we “begin to see around the corner” to what’s next.

This decision felt good. Necessary. I’ve always been a person who, despite my contrarian (Uranian) nature, needs discipline (Saturn), routine (natal Saturn/Uranus conjunct); and in this case, an actual protocol to follow during the once-in-a-lifetime completion of this wild Uranian process.

Halfway through documenting the first quarter cycle of Uranus, I realized that if I did one quarter cycle each day, May 21 through 24th, then by the 24th, and the exact completion of the first (and only full) Uranus cycle, I would also complete my documentation.

In other words, my ritualistic, ceremonial celebration of the completion of the 84-year Uranus cycle begins today, with the first (very Gemini) documentation.

Hopefully, by consciously paying close attention to and processing the first three turning points under my belt, the fourth one I am undergoing now won’t feel so very uncomfortable, weird, spacey, etc.

BTW: I do this because I’m an unusually “confessional” (always recovering Catholic) “narcissist,” yes. (Sagittarius in first house!). I also do this in expectation that it may help others to begin to contemplate especially long cycles in terms of their turning points, in order to glean their larger meaning.

Let’s face it: finding and fulfilling meaning, for me, as well as, I imagine, for everyone who is not content with living like a robot, is the purpose for which I was incarnated.

I took a photo of my notes to myself this morning:

Notice especially the “overall” note:

Sense of being locked in to a locational and psychological whirlwind with unknown direction and consequences while shouldering way too early responsibilities of marriage (to a Uranian figure) and motherhood. 

Bingo. Very Uranian (whirlwind, Uranian (inventor) husband) and very Saturnian (motherhood), at once.

So, that was the first quarter cycle, spanning the years  1961-64 (ages 18-21). I will continue to document these turnings, day by day, in the early mornings, and post my notes on each cycle here. (Unless I decide to wait until Monday for all of them. Unknown at this point.)