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water-lily-pond-deckingNearly two weeks after it started, the fire continues here on my front doorstep.  The nightly settling in of the smoke into the valleys gives way to thick, overbearing mornings of enforced quietude as venturing outdoors is a danger to health.  Afternoons bring winds that spread the blaze across the face of the mountain here.  Firefighters have drawn a boundary zone and have moved on to defend that line, leaving the internal fire to simply consume the forests.  It is, indeed, a living entity, this fire, bringing with it the destruction that Pluto exerts upon us all and will continue to do through it’s squares with Uranus that will, finally, end in 2015.

Enduring the phase of de-construction and discovering a “new normal” that will last for a long time after this epoch has passed is our first order during the initial phases of these squares. Those able to engage at the meta-level are most likely to meet these coming years with a sense of balance, fortitude and understanding that this experience is necessary for renewal.  The living through it is the test of character, much like this fire has become an annoying neighbor whose presence one must put up with until the neighbor decides to move away.  No choice about it at all, except in how one will meet and work with it over time.

I have received many e-mails from others’ commenting on their relationship to the news of this fire.  Those that do embrace metaphor and metaphysics have recognized that this burning brings up old wounds in need of new recognition and, ultimately, a chance to finally perish – like writing down archaic thoughts and feelings on small bits of paper and, after reading them out loud and acknowledging their deep impact on us, we throw them into the campfire under a clear, night sky.  Those wounds do hurt and it is that pain we must learn to sit with with compassion and patience.  Sometimes, those places in us seem endless, much like this fire begins to feel as though it will last forever and I must now organize my own life and continue on with meaning despite it’s presence.

Chiron and Neptune in Pisces at this time are the planets to which we can look  for inspiration in taking on the healing of those old wounds.  Chiron represents that journey at the individual level, recognizing ourselves and our personal narratives as critically important within a larger context.  That larger context is represented by Neptune, one of our gas giants, whose position as an outer planet signals the very large spiritual and emotional changes that need to take place upon our own.  We all belong to that whole, yet we will only come to terms with this epochal transformation by reaching out to our own selves, valuing the stories our very bodies hold at even the cellular level, and allowing the wounds of our culture to come to the surface.

Those waters are deep, indeed.  Kindness and courage are our best allies as we reach our hands into that reflecting pond, searching the muddy bottom for the detritus we need to hold up in the sunlight in our open palm.  It is good to remember, when feeling through that muck, that that is where water lilies’ roots are to be found.  Despite its ephemeral, moving and de-stabilizing qualities, there are anchors to be found down there, in the depths of that cool water.


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Pluto Square Uranus: Notes from a Fire

Jemez Fire 2013

Jemez Fire 2013

Here is a beautiful example of how the macrocosmic celestial relationships, whose symbolic meanings often feel so ungraspable, translate into our daily lives at the microcosmic level.  This is what the delivery of the Thunderbolt (Uranus) of Destruction (Pluto) in square actually looks and feels like right here on terra firma.  As many of you know, I do live in the Jemez Mountains and this fire did start just a mile from my home.  Fortunately for me and my small neighborhood, it began east of us, with winds blowing east.  However, it’s presence has been huge and overwhelming and, though I am safe here to the West of it, I know so many flora dying and ache for the fauna (including humans) that are threatened and struggling in its path.  What I am including here is a series of “reports” I wrote to friends in Santa Fe and some of their responses which, as a whole, I believe can illuminate the deep feelings held by so many on this planet as we traverse the series of Squares between these two planets through 2015.  They are, indeed, “sparking” destructive changes, the opening of old and buried wounds, and the transformation of them into something larger than our personal circumstances.  It’s about personally and universally connecting to events that effect us all, though in our individual ways.  In addition to these written exchanges, I have had many calls from clients, as well as conversations with village friends, regarding the welling up of sorrows and fears, intensive periods of overwhelming fatigue to an almost narcoleptic degree, as well as sudden personal crises whose end appears in doubt.  This is exactly what this epoch is all about and, as these exchanges reveal, the deep and abiding drive to heal.

If you are willing to make your way through them, it is my hope that the progression in the “calls and responses” between myself and friends will elucidate the natural progression from the first “numb and dumb” recognition of a new reality and it’s often concomitant attention to “facts” (a good way to find control in uncontrollable circumstances) toward a more full and contemplative reflection on the symbolism of events, which is what astrology, life, transition and death are all about.  It is also the core of what will be required of us through the Uranus/Pluto squares and klieg lights of sudden changes through the next few years.  They will bring the destruction and, which will then open the way for the “something new.”  But we have to extend our horizons and think long-term, just as the twists and turns of this fire have required those of us in its immediate vicinity to do.  This requires endurance and courage and the simple ability to sometimes just sit with ourselves and cry.  It, like aging, is definitely not for the faint of heart.

Before you continue, please do pardon the rather interesting formatting throughout.  These exerpts are directly taken out of e-mails and, given all the various fonts and compatibilities of the digital world, I have not been able to format it all here in any uniform manner.  Perhaps another metaphor for our confusing and disconnected world at the moment.  Though that is a vestige of a past structure now falling down.

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