June 21st, 2014

Happy Summer. Go splash some water on your face. Due to my last post having quite little to due with cosmic events, and keeping up with my general theme of aloof inconsistencies, this post is going to get its astrology on.



As the Sun entered Cancer around 7am this morning, great hallelujahs were heard all across winter-torn lands that had scarcely remembered what a cool breeze might feel like, or the smell of freshly mown grass, or the allergic reaction you get with your sunblock spray.



All around, forecasts for the next ninety degrees of season continue the creative bursts and trends that were jostled around at the eve of Spring and cardinal eclipses. Mars is now fully functional—flaccidly retrograde for most of our recent memory—but may still have to work around relational arguments and bursts of unfairness in Libra, the sign of its detriment.

The cosmic twins embrace a fundamental duality with the creation of art. One needs to recognize beauty in its purest form (Venus) but also have the ability to transmit feelings, emotions, and images into structure, form, or language (Mercury), and when they’re unified, all of heaven sings.

Jupiter is likewise moving through the later degrees of Cancer, the sign of its exaltation. I’m not entirely sure why certain planets are exalted or fallen in different signs. It could’ve likely been an eenie-meenie-minie-mo sort of situation. Ancient astrologers likely wanted to give us an extra layer of definition based on what they’d observed for centuries.



It doesn’t hurt to imagine the rambunctious, wide-eyed, expansive nature of the blessed benefic to be nurtured, comforted, and fed by the crab’s reflective and maternal hearth. In a way, the light of the Moon might be giving Jupiter the extra boost of security and confidence it needs to move forward into our own personal great unknowns.



Active creativity is getting an enormous bolster from the inspired qualities of Jupiter, Mercury, and Venus. Use that to champion forward your work, and enlighten the exciting promises ahead with a few extra dashes of pixie dust. Now is the time to foster, and cultivate, your work. As Spring begot the planting of new seeds, the watery embrace of Summer will feed our work and aspirations what it needs to become fully realized. All that is required is the slightest bit of awareness, listening to the heart, and possibly an Al Pacino-voiced Siri type thing.



Saturn and Chiron speak longingly and with great soliloquies to one another, trining from Scorpio and Pisces, respectively. Chiron will take a few more years journey through the sacrificial sea of imagination that is whatever was before birth. Together, Saturn and Chiron spank one another way toward naughty ecstatic awakening. If it hurts, that means you’re headed in the right direction. Turn your impassioned pain into celebratory screams. That layer of emotional skin wants desperately to be shed, but sometimes you have to get dark and dirty to recognize what it is you’re actually letting go of.



Water could be a huge deal this summer, either by drought or heightened tropical storms, or both. We will likely be drawn to water’s refreshing cleansing after the dreadful winter that rocked most of North America. There may be reason to be cautious of the ocean, because, frankly, our karma isn’t paid yet, though we may have earned a brief reprieve. Just watch out for bay sharks.