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.