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patience Today’s astrological transits show the moon moving thru the sign of Sagittarius with Venus squaring both Mars (2:07pm EDT) and Jupiter (9:36pm EDT). A fiery Sag moon does not bode well for practicing patience.

I don’t think today will be The Day.

Patience is a Saturnian experience and the fixed signs of Taurus, Scorpio, Leo & Aquarius probably have more of a natural affinity to remaining calm, stable, and unmoving……other aspects of being patient.

The dictionary shows the definition of patience as one who is patient. Patient is defined as:

1: bearing pains or trials calmly or without complaint

2: manifesting forbearance under provocation or strain

3: not hasty or impetuous

4: steadfast despite opposition, difficulty, or adversity

5 a: able or willing to bear

Waiting for a baby to be born might be the ultimate test of patience as well as a few other tests as well! Letting go of control and surrendering to the present moment are ways to bring a spiritual practice to the frustration and endless waiting period of childbirth.

Becoming a grandparent might be another Saturn-type of event since Saturn governs things like: elders, authority, practical wisdom ( as opposed to philosophical wisdom which falls more into the Jupiter category).

So, I’m looking at all my charts and doing what I can to contact my intuition to answer the eternal question: “When??”

I don’t think today’s the day. Time to be patient.

May all beings practice peaceful patience.

OMmmmmmmmmm.

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I got to watch a bridge being built. That isn’t something that happens around here very often. However, the day I signed the contract for my new home the old bridge that got me there was torn down. How’s that for a metaphor?!?!

It took a year to move in……….a year to go the long way around to get to what is “just over there”. I had to constantly travel in circles. Life’s like that sometimes.
After I finally did move in I was able to watch construction. (There were all kinds of delay’s and setbacks that prevented the new construction from moving ahead too quickly??)

I was fortunate (or quite unfortunate) enough to be in my home as they began to “drive in the pilings” that would provide support for the structure. The ground vibrated violently in resistance to the plunging and pummeling machinery. The sound was deafening and there were days when I thought my eardrums were truly going to implode or something! Naturally, I tried to leave when I could and schedule my time around this horrendous interruption in my ‘peace of mind’.

What became so interesting was how my life began to ‘open up’ after the bridge was complete and I could, once again, get to where I had to go more directly. It was as if the bridge became a metaphor for my life. Quite amazing, actually.
Today, another bridge is being repaired in my neighborhood. (I live where there’s a lot of water!) Once again, my habitual route to everywhere is interrupted with another detour. Methinks that Mars Retrograde has shown up as a very interesting metophor in my life. Thankfully, this bridge is a bit down the road and I don’t need to listen to the noise again. Oh well.

I’m leaving tomorrow for a 10 days of bliss up at Kripalu. I don’t think I’ll have any time to post, but you never know. Happy New Year.

the bridge across the street

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Click on the picture to hear the song on YouTube.

cloudy sky

The birds they sang
At the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Dont dwell on what
Has passed away
Or what is yet to be

The wars they will
Be fought again
The holy dove
Be caught again
Bought and sold
And bought again
The dove is never free

Chorus
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
Thats how the light gets in

We asked for signs

The signs were sent
The birth betrayed
The marriage spent
The widowhood
Of every government
Signs for all to see

Cant run no more
With the lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud
But theyve summoned up
A thundercloud
And theyre going to hear from me

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
Thats how the light gets in

You can add up the parts
But you wont have the sum
You can strike up the march
There is no drum
Every heart
To love will come
But like a refugee

Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
Thats how the light gets in

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/leonard+cohen/anthem_20082876.html

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Tonite I am facilitating another Yoga Nidra experience. The timing seems to be very auspicious. On Sunday, Aug 12 there will be a New Moon at 20 degrees of Leo. That degree point has been very, very, hot (!) over the past few years…..and it’s a powerful point…… I’m glad to have this opportunity to de-compress before another lunar cycle begins.

Twenty degrees of Leo, according to Dane Rudyhar (An Astrological Mandala) refers to ” a return to the glorification of natural energies.”

Hmmmm. There’s a lot of different ways that might manifest. If you are a yoga teacher this would be an opportune time to practice ‘holding’. If you practice feng shui, you might want to look around your house and identify what has NOT changed in a long time. Start to change it.

Regardless,

Let’s envision,

together,

peace,

health,

harmony,

for all.

the bridge across the street

Om shanti, shanti, shantihi……………………….

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Thru the Looking Glass

I’m thinking that it was probably sometime around 1953-54 when I fell off the chair and hit my head in Nursery School. When I ‘woke’ up, the world felt different. People were standing around me making a bit of a fuss. I felt fine…….it’s just that everything *felt* different.

They sent me home to my mother immediately. (Or maybe she came and picked me up? Details are fuzzy………..it was a long time ago.)

She made a minor fuss and told me to go lie down. I’m making that last line up because I really don’t remember. However, it feels like an accurate guess.

I banged my head again recently. It was quite a Shock! OW! I remained fully conscious and watched the memory of that original (?) head injury resurface. Oh dear! What to do? This Hurts!

Last night I decided to look at ‘the astrology’ of this event and see what I could learn. Oh my………it certainly was, and is, a significant event. It’s clearly present in the aspects being made by all of the planets at the same time! There are details in all the 1954, 1953. 2007 charts that are way too specific to be random events.

What do you suppose is the meaning of this?

The Quest Continues…………………………………………………I’m heading for the hills for a while………………

I bow to the wisdom of the cosmos.

I’ll be back……………..gotta see what’s happening with the Sunflowers !

sunflower2

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yoga on the beach

Summer Solstice at the Jersey Shore

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clematis

Sap is flowing once again from root to trunk,

from trunk to branch,

to every leaf

and bud

and blossom

on the tree.

The frozen days are past.

Now is the season of flowering,

when the full force of energy moves up

and up

to manifest its destiny.

It is everything to me,

this new life springing forth

from ash and compost,

this chance to nurture,

weed,

and prune,

to patiently receive the miracle that blooms

as if no force on earth

can turn aside its beauty.

Danna Faulds (From Root to Bloom, Yoga Poems and Other Writings) Published with permission.

ps……….I’ve been in the garden for days now and nature has rewarded me with a bloom on my clematis vine. Finally!!!

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I know that today is Mother’s Day………….however, I’d like to take this opportunity to honor my Grandmother, a woman I never knew. grandmom.jpgIt was hard to not have a Grandmom. Everyone else had one….or two. I had none. It didn’t feel so bad when I was young. My mother did everything she could to raise me feeling loved and cherished. But, as I grew older, and especially now that I have become a Grandmother, I am realizing that there is a different kind of bond that happens with the older generation. It’s a natural response to rebel against parents…..after all they are the epitome of the Authority Figure in our lives. However, that same rebellion is what creates such a wonderful relationship with the Grands……………….if you’re lucky enough to have one or two.

And so, to all the Mothers & GrandMothers of the world…………….Carpe Dieum! We wouldn’t be here at all if not for you.

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