Pisces
Yesterday in a parking lot I ran across one of my favorite people -- an upbeat Gemini, beautiful, well-spoken Spaniard, who never fails to lift my spirits. "We're all shit", he proclaimed in the warm evening air. "We consume shit, create shit, leave shit, nothing but shit." Then I knew that Pisces had fully arived. This full Moon eclipse, Uranus, and the north node.The above drawing by Leonardo da Vinci expresses how Piscean sensation feels to me. There is almost a human form in the draped fabric, a suggestion of something that's not there. It portrays the subtle realms of sensation and how little is perceived of life's totality. The artist tries to articulate it, the poet cries with longing, the mystic swears he's really got it this time. But the fishes swim out of human grasp leaving a hint, a ripple of something that can't be possessed. Yet people know it somehow.
My father was a Pisces too. He lived in his own world and even fractured the language to fit the dimension he inhabited. He mixed real words with his own sort of babble and rephrased most everything, when he could. Babies loved him, being naturally irrational.
The north node in Pisces. Here the individual starts to realize his own rigidity. He is aware of his patterns and how much they inhibit him, yet he finds them difficult to let go of. Previously, he lived in a finite universe where all was well structured. Now he is confronted with the realization that experience extends beyond what his finite senses can perceive and measure. He becomes involved in situations which require him to relinquish his hold on the physical plane. He's out of order.
From: Martin Schulman & JM
So comes Saturn in Virgo opposite Uranus and the NN in Pisces. How to balance order and chaos, something many people are very familiar with at the moment. What to do with spiritual need. And how to proceed with our separate destinies within the whole. Is anyone guilty in the end? Who is the judge?
I hope that some redeeming experience comes to everyone struggling through daily life, not knowing up from down, right from left, in from out, and wrong from right, when you really look at it. Where is each one of us headed? This unfolding plant gives me confidence that something knows what it's doing, even if I don't. Life keeps renewing itself inside of me in some germ plasmatic spot, and I'm along for the trip, probably contributing something I'm entirely unaware of. It might even clue me in soon.
Photo: David McDonald
How to make sense of this confusing world? Pisces knows you can't. " The irrational answer is the only one a rational mind can accept", says Tseka's son.
My father was a Pisces too. He lived in his own world and even fractured the language to fit the dimension he inhabited. He mixed real words with his own sort of babble and rephrased most everything, when he could. Babies loved him, being naturally irrational.
People waited for revenge against the criminals who run the governments of the world, as they always have for some reason. Now the long hoped for departures are coming and is anyone happy under this glimmering knowing Moon? Can anyone be happy waiting for tragedy to come to another?
The north node in Pisces. Here the individual starts to realize his own rigidity. He is aware of his patterns and how much they inhibit him, yet he finds them difficult to let go of. Previously, he lived in a finite universe where all was well structured. Now he is confronted with the realization that experience extends beyond what his finite senses can perceive and measure. He becomes involved in situations which require him to relinquish his hold on the physical plane. He's out of order.
From: Martin Schulman & JM
So comes Saturn in Virgo opposite Uranus and the NN in Pisces. How to balance order and chaos, something many people are very familiar with at the moment. What to do with spiritual need. And how to proceed with our separate destinies within the whole. Is anyone guilty in the end? Who is the judge?
I hope that some redeeming experience comes to everyone struggling through daily life, not knowing up from down, right from left, in from out, and wrong from right, when you really look at it. Where is each one of us headed? This unfolding plant gives me confidence that something knows what it's doing, even if I don't. Life keeps renewing itself inside of me in some germ plasmatic spot, and I'm along for the trip, probably contributing something I'm entirely unaware of. It might even clue me in soon.
Photo: David McDonald
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We missed the eclipse here because we had quite a light show of another kind. Two incredible lightning storms passed over last night and the night before, and there was so much electricity in the air that the lightning rod on the roof was buzzing like a hornet, I'm told.
Not surprisingly, full and new Moons tend to increase the likelihood of rain before and afterward. This has been noted for a long time among farmers. I wonder, though, if watery signs automatically increase this tendency.
Am I right in thinking a person with the following aspects might have some jarring effects in their personality? Sun in Cancer and Leo asc. I don't have the data but it was a passing remark by an acquaintance. It got me to thinking: if Leo is Asc., and the Sun is in Cancer, then the Sun is either in the 12th or 11th. 12th house Sun means the person has difficulty forming an identity, correct?
Further, the Cancer characteristics are at odds with the outgoing, sunny Leo rising. Maybe some conflict between wanting to be a homebody and wanting to be in the spotlight?
I wonder, though, if watery signs automatically increase this tendency.
You would think so, but I'm not really sure. Things happen on subtle levels so many times.
12th house Sun means the person has difficulty forming an identity, correct?
Not so much forming identity, but maybe difficuly expressing. There are many angles to the 12th house sun, and each case is unique. There seems to be a commonality in a sort of fated quality to the life and karmic memories being more prevalent than usual. I've seen where these people express hidden ancestral patterns in the family line, and many feel uncomfortable or imprisoned in some way, seeking mystical or spiritual sensation and struggling with the material realm. Some make the most of the situation, others get into negative behaviors--addiction, escapism, etc.
Maybe some conflict between wanting to be a homebody and wanting to be in the spotlight?
You are absolutely right. Maybe not a homebody, but Cancers are repressive and hold in to themselves, Leos want to get it out and away. The interesting thing about a 12th house Cancer Sun is that the repressive Cancer can be hidden in the 12th house closet, while the Leo ASC dominates. You see this exactly in Goerge Bush, who even has Saturn in Cancer in the 12th too.
You can never tell how a person will exhibit the characteristics, which is where it gets so interesting. The ASC should supercede ideally if there is a conflict, at least in outer expression. Cancer-Leo is a big conflict until the Sun expresses the Cancer depth of feeling without burning it off, or prevents the Cancer putting out the fire. Many ways to handle it.
The light was beautiful today. Rich and pale at the same time, if that's possible. Slight breeze, adding shimmer. Looks like I'll get to see the moon tonight.
The above drawing by Leonardo da Vinci expresses how Piscean sensation feels to me. There is almost a human form in the draped fabric, a suggestion of something that's not there. It portrays the subtle realms of sensation and how little is perceived of life's totality. The artist tries to articulate it, the poet cries with longing, the mystic swears he's really got it this time. But the fishes swim out of human grasp leaving a hint, a ripple of something that can't be possessed. Yet people know it somehow.
Gasp
I love this more than you can know.
The full moon eclipse (on my NN) was...how does one express quietness.
The simple rich fullness?
Tseka. Thanks be.
Gasp
I love this more than you can know.
And I needed this comment more than you know.
how does one express quietness.
You already know.
JM, your poetic insight often leaves me speechless.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry defined perfection as that which is achieved "not when nothing more can be added, but when nothing more can be taken away."
This resounding silence is golden.
Mpk. Thank you so very very much.
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