Since it’s Monday [aka Moon-day], I am sharing lunar-influenced Sticky Note Astrology!
Since it’s Monday [aka Moon-day], I am sharing lunar-influenced Sticky Note Astrology!
i dedicate this unveiling to my one true love as an expression of the gratitude that fills me. i give thanks for the support i receive as i strip to reveal my naked skin and bones. i choose to be nude because i trust you as much as the limits of my flesh allow me to uncover. Continue reading
Moon [in Cancer] trine Saturn [in Scorpio]
Moon [in Leo] opposite Ceres [in Aquarius]
Moon [in Leo] trine Vesta [in Aries]
Moon [in Leo] sextile Mercury [in Gemini], North Node [in Libra]
Devotion is second nature to you, and you fight to maintain the sanctuary you have cultivated for The Ones you love. As you have been inclined to assume responsibility for the wellbeing of the people who constitute your home, you may find yourself today unable to tend to your own needs, although you probably won’t even notice until it’s too late. Ignoring your internal biorhythm in the name of care-taking is admirable, but utterly irresponsible, and you could find yourself in an uncomfortable position out of which it could be difficult maneuver.
a whole bunch of us have had a hard time actually beholding the apples of our respective eyes, but this just might be the moment for us to take the first bite. in life, what is materialized is not always in alignment with what we had in mind, and that is why it would be beneficial to employ the law of attraction. some prizes are not to be pursued, but pulled in with magnetism and then devoured.
aspiring to greater associations is the difference between feast and famine. we are the company we keep, so why not link up with people who are on the same wavelength, with the intention of arriving at a similar destination? there may be an assortment of new connections that are made this week, and since it is impossible to know the blessings that these new affiliations could potentially bestow upon us, we would be wise to save room in our social networks for some fresh faces. as the saying goes, “it’s not what you know, it’s who you know.” when we least expect it, after ages of rejection, delay, and failure, the very thing we covet could fall right into our laps. stress and anxiety of an uncertain future expires when we leverage our partnerships to the fullest capacity in the present. after all, we come into each other’s lives for a reason, usually because one has something that the other needs, so there is no shame in sharing what we got!
one of the great things about roots is how they provide the tree with the support necessary to uphold its composure as it climbs great heights. if there is no foundation, there is no growth. that said, the fullest way for the tree to honor its roots is to challenge itself to reach higher than it ever has. after all, isn’t that the purpose of planting seeds in the first place?
with the sun in cancer, we are focused on the acknowledgment of the deepest, most familiar facets of our personhood. to nourish and protect the life force within is the instinct that keeps each species going from generation to generation. It may not always make rational sense, but thanks to intuition and the assortment of other gifts stored away in our ancestral goodie bags, we know what we have to do at any given moment to preserve this fragile existence. to sustain our lineage is encoded in our dna.
before we get too comfortable, we must remember that no matter how well acclimatized we are, every season presents its challenges. without the occasional obstacle, the experience of life would be too subjective to sustain the dynamism of authentic expression in all its completeness. that is where the full moon in capricorn, which opposes the cancer sun, comes into play. we are feeling the subconscious call to endeavor toward the practical attainment of worldly accomplishment. our survival skills mean little if we do not at some point assume responsibility for the successful advancement of the family name beyond the home and into the stratosphere of society. the tangible achievements we need to satisfy this obscure hunger are the products of structure, goals, and concentrated motivation.
I moved around a lot as child. We had recently moved into an apartment in the suburbs of Atlantic City with my newborn sister when I turned 6. The address was 33 Liberty Court.
Like most of the places I called home in my early years, we lived there for less than a year. Despite the duration, I learned a lot of my most valuable lessons in the minute amount of time we spent in this apartment. I babysat myself for the first time, as well as my infant sister, when my mom had to step out for work or to run important errands. Sometimes, I had to wake myself up in the morning, pack my own lunch, and walk alone down the street to the bus stop for school. When I pretended to read a list of books to win the BOOK IT! prize (a personal pan pizza from Pizza Hut), my mom dissuaded me against cheating my way to victory, which left a huge impression on my conscience. Due to the mold in the apartment, I even endured a week of trauma (and a Happy Days marathon on Nick @ Nite) at the hospital, which taught me not to play around with my allergies. These situations, among others, provided me with wisdom that I carry with me to this day. It was not until years later that I realized our little apartment was vibrating at such a masterful frequency.
In a previous post on numerology, I mentioned the master numbers [the 3 numbers that aren’t reduced to single digit status]: 11, 22, and 33. Known as the Master Teacher, 33 combines the spiritually intuitive sensitivity of 11 and the enterprisingly global vision of 22, and uses this knowledge to uplift the world. 33 [3+3] is a higher vibration of 6, the nurturing number that represents community, family, and responsibility, so these qualities are amplified exponentially. Supportive 6 uses the power of love to heal, and 33’s duty is to demonstrate how a little patience, compassion, and selflessness go a long way. 33 transcends domestic relations and blood bonds to foster universal familiarity. Do you think there’s any coincidence that Jesus Christ lived to be 33?
The obituary at my great-grandmother’s funeral last march was extremely revealing to me, as I knew and still know very little about my family history. I found out my great-grandmother had a sister (my great-great aunt?) who died at an early age. To my surprise, my great-great aunt was actually killed. She was burned alive in front of her house by a group of Caucasians who didn’t like the fact that her skin was fair enough to pass for white. This was obviously decades ago, when hate crimes like this happened much more frequently, but still this was shocking to me. My 40-something year old mom didn’t even know about the murder of my great-great aunt, which completely baffles me. How could I go a whole 22 years unaware of such a traumatic ancestral tragedy, especially when this tragedy lives within me and my relatives, subconsciously imprinted in my genealogical memory?
We hear a lot about the baggage we carry from our own past, but what about all that we inherit from our families? Imagine the century’s worth of lineages that are affected by just one single unintegrated traumatic event. Think of all the trans-generational karma we are living out due to the psychological disturbances we choose to repress and pass on to our offspring. Cancer, the mother of the zodiac, is the astrological representation of our roots; where we come from, who we are, and how we feel about it all. We must remember our issues, like still water, run deeper than we can fathom.
About a month or 2 ago, my family and I noticed a nest being constructed by a mother bird atop the ledge of our front door. Every time we went to enter or exit our house, we would disturb the bird, and she’d fly away. The loud, crisp flapping of her wings would startle me the first couple times, but eventually I began to anticipate her and she stopped flying away. My mom wanted to knock the nest down, but I thought it was special that out of all the houses on my street, she chose ours to call her home. We left the nest unbothered.
After her eggs hatched into baby birds, one of which I believe I caught a glimpse, I started seeing her less and less. The nest is still there, but the birds have flown elsewhere. I kind of miss seeing them perched above our doorway. Reminded me that although we are a suburban family, we are still living in nature (as if I weren’t still recovering from Pamela the Possum). Although they are not here anymore, they can return whenever they want, and they will be received the warmest of welcomes.
What is home? Is it the place we were born or the place we were raised? Or is it where we are? Maybe home is where we are going, or better yet where we want to be! As the birds know, home is any place that our wings spread, and even beyond the beds on which we rest. Regardless of our current residences, the nest will always be there, whether in the physical realm or in the sentimental dimension of memories. The New Moon in Cancer gives us the support we need to finally release our grip on the past. We feel secure enough to live in the present and foster the development of our emotional wellbeing, creative imagination, friends and family.
Life in the sky is full of ups, downs, wanes and waxes, but all is well when we fly with the wind, embracing each gust as it comes. No matter where the wind may carry us, we will always wind up exactly where we need to be. Welcome home!
as soon as my check clears, i am purchasing a lock. i used to have a lock before my sister stole my room when i went to college. now i’m in the small shoebox that was originally hers, and this shit doesn’t have a lock.
i’m so tired of people walking in here with knocking. who does that? and they claim they don’t, but they do, and i’m sick of it. it was such a relief being back home after having zero privacy in the dorms (except junior year when I had my OWN room, so nice, loved it) until i remembered i live in a room with a built-in, lifetime guaranteed, reverse do-not-disturb sign, open-door policy. what if i want to sleep butt naked without having to worry about intruded upon by my mom and my sister? what if i want to masturbate all over my room, in all 4 corners? oops, guess i can’t.
so my sister just got back home after being in new york for a few days. the first thing she does is barge in my room unannounced at 3 AM, turn on my light, unplug the fan that i took from her room, tell me my room stinks, ask what the wet spot is on my carpet (it’s water), and tell me my room stinks again before walking out with the fan and slamming my door. what the fuck. i don’t understand the way the world works sometimes. the fan isn’t hers, by the way. it’s a house fan. completely communal. not purchased by her at all. i’d be all types of “girls” and “gays” if i were to snitch and have my mom make her give me back the fan, though. oops, guess i wasn’t hot.
sometimes i get so angry i want to cry because what can i do? i can’t call my sister a bitch, right? or my mom for that matter. even if i think it. even if i want to. i could, but… that wouldn’t help.
CANCER NEW MOON
(July 8, 2013 @ 3:15 AM)
THEMES: home, family, security, emotions, imagination, sentiment, empathy, attachment
This is our opportunity to initiate reconciliation with the past by using the energy of our feelings to move us tenaciously forward in the present moment.