This week the Sun is moving into Pisces, and Mercury and Mars are already there. On top of that there is all kinds of Neptunian energy making itself known in the cosmos. I don’t know if it’s the planets, but I do know that I have been needing extra sleep , and I’ve been dreaming so much that even when I’m awake I even feel like I’m dreaming!
Anne Ortelee urged her readers to ask themselves these questions this week while Pisces energy floods our collective cosmic condition (I haven’t asked myself these questions yet – but they are good – and I will):
What do you believe? What have you come here for? What are you driven to express? What do you use to ground yourself when the ocean around you feels too unruly? What must you remember? What do you wish to forget? What will you release to have drift away into the Ocean of Pisces energy swirling around you? What do you wish would jump into your boat adrift on the sea of your life?
Growing up, I felt like a boy. When I discovered David Bowie, something beyond gender stirred in me. He cracked open a snake egg in my spine and my nervous system squirmed. His voice took me out of my body and put me in the stars.
I love Carol Burnett. I don’t remember this sketch at all. But it makes me wonder, with Neptune about to move into Pisces, will the world see a “feminine” shift . . .
I will miss the red orange glow of sunset, long purple shadows and turtle doves and rabbits, the smell of creosote and orange blossoms, I will miss looking up at the sky and seeing a million stars.
I can look the part, and I certainly have the required credentials to fit in, but I feel a creepy sensation under my skin when I drive to work everyday to sit at a desk and push paper around for a bureaucratic system.
holly troy ~ sacred folly 