It’s been a “biblical” flood time here in Boulder, though the 91 degrees today belied the last few days of torrential rain and 100 year flood conditions. My word for this is crazytown!
The environmental conditions have strangely mimicked my own life. I had some bodywork early in the week last week, which opened me up for all sorts of new, and one hopes, improved, states of being. First it was the despair: why am I still broke, unloved, the family failure? Oh my, with my creative mind, I can find 50+ ways to be the victim. Next couple days it was getting fed-ex packages from the universe with “we love you” and “chin up” written on the outside, and coming in the guise of songs on the radio, phone calls out of the blue, and the requisite right-on fortune in the fortune cookie (though I haven’t tried those lottery numbers yet). Then more rain. More flooding. Can’t get to work. Things feel weird–this is Colorado, not Oregon, right?
Saturday I danced, and afterward had an epic cry because of a spiritual experience that basically had me alternately dancing and praying on my knees on the floor that my heart would be big enough to hold all the beauty of the world, humanity, and the Divine. The weeping, the weeping, the weeping. Every day this week I cried. Today, rather than go home and write about it all, I chose to have wine, pate, and beet and chevre grilled cheese with a friend. Well. Neptune is having an intimate visit with my Jupiter/Mars conjunction in my natal chart. Neptune is doing other interesting things by solar arc, and is in fact revisiting itself by progression. Etc. Etc. Neptune on my mind. Neptune keeping me real, Neptune inviting me to have another glass of wine.
What does this mean to anyone, out there, who doesn’t know Neptune from their great Aunt Betty?
The moon, my friends , is full in Pisces on the 19th, at 26 degrees 5:12am MDT. Neptune is the ruler of Pisces. The moon, in her fullness, will be bringing all the aforementioned effects of the archetype of Neptune/Pisces. That is; confusion, clarity, deep feeling, God-states, denial, check-out, addiction (I’m not addicted to alcohol but marginal on things like cheese, pate, and did I mention the raw kumomotos? just like having a mouthful of the sweet Pacific herself). The unknowable self, the unknowable Divine; the most intimate self, the most intimate communication with the Divine. It’s all here for us on this moon cycle. The harvest of feeling, transcendence, deepest denial, poetry, inspiration, confusion–let this moon be about surfing the existential. Following the feeling, diving down and taking a look at those deepest sea creatures that glow in the dark and remind us of our own millenial origins.
Everyone gets a dose of Neptune this week, as we wax into the full moon cycle, and finish the Virgo sun cycle (polarity to Pisces) by the 22nd. Other notable facts: Venus conjoins Saturn in Scorpio on the 18th, bringing her relational, sensual, but also savvy self-reliant self to bear on the intimacy and transpersonal depth mining going on with Saturn. Will we find love? Have sex? Win the lottery? Who knows . . . but in any case with a full moon and all, it could be an emotionally juicy rest of the week. And Pluto turns direct on the 20th . . . the boys are back in town, as it were. Stay tuned for more Capricorning as Pluto regains his momentum through this cardinal earth sign.