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!
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.
Women have played a major role in my life. Not just one woman, but women… plural. My parents weren’t together when I was born so my mother raised me as a single parent, and for the greater duration of the first decade of my life we lived with various relatives. My most impressionable years were molded by the women who surrounded me, older women to be more specific. It was like a community of mothers, each one with something unique to offer my childhood self. There were men around, uncles and whatnot, but interactions with male figures were never as affirming for me as the matriarchal exchanges.
Naturally, my interests aligned with what most people categorize as “girl stuff” when I was growing up. I loved Destiny’s Child and Disney films like The Little Mermaid. The majority of my friends were girls, especially the ones closest to me. I was a boy, and I had guy friends, but I was never one of the boys. As I made my way through primary school, I faced my fair share of judgment from people who didn’t understand or agree with the way I expressed myself in accordance with my gender, and there were times where I judged myself for not being manly enough. At this point in my life, I still have to make a conscious effort to silence the voice of gender policeman that I allowed to invade my headspace, but everyday I learn to embrace my femininity more than before. Despite whoever has disagreed with my lifestyle, I know now that there is nothing wrong with the way I am, and I believe that my childhood conditioning was meant to prepare me for greatness. Allow me to explain myself…
There is an aspect in my natal chart that clues me into the grand scheme of who I am in regards to my resonance with the feminine influence. I have a moon/north node conjunction! The conjunction is an astrological aspect that is equivalent to a union and it occurs when two celestial bodies and/or astronomical points come together as one amplified, integrated force. In other words, two separate energies blend and work as one. So what exactly does a conjunction between the moon and the imply that could possibly explain my lifelong interest in the alluring, creative, nurturing essence of opposite sex?
******* FUN FACT: the moon and the north node are currently conjunct in libra as I type… how appropriate! *******
last week i ordered 3 astrology books, and one by one they were all delivered. the first one i received was Asteroid Goddesses by Demetra George. it expounds upon the mythology of the 4 main asteroid goddesses [Ceres, Pallas Athene, Vesta, and Juno], how their respective discoveries correlated with collective awakening of different aspects of the divine feminine, and the importance of their astrological incorporation.
it is intriguing how each asteroid goddess springs forth from the moon’s matrix of the feminine potential, as well as the physically active manifestation of alluring venus, who symbolizes and governs reproductive fertility, to represent a unique facet of feminine principle. the addition of these cosmic bodies to the natal chart adds an insightful dimension and fuller feminine influence that was merely suggested by the presence of the moon and venus, but never explored or specified in depth.
since i believe this is valuable information, i will share briefly what each asteroid goddess signifies…
ceres is the earth mother, regarded as a physical delineation of the moon’s nurturing instinct. ceres rules food, clothing, and general sustenance that provides nourishment necessary to keep the children, plants, and animals of the earth alive and well. ceres, goddess of fertility and agriculture, had a beautiful daughter persephone with whom she was inseparable. in ceres’ contentment, the planet was blessed with infinite prosperity and eternal springtime, although many suitors desperately desired to be with the persephone, who [in the grasp of her mother] was rendered impenetrable. one day fateful day, ceres’ precious daughter was abducted by pluto, god of the underworld. ceres, in the paralyzing throes of grief, refused to tend to the crops, thereby not only starving the people, but herself as well. alarmed that there would be no mortals left to worship them, almighty [and praise-hungry] zeus decided reluctantly to strike a deal with pluto so that both he and ceres would receive joint custody of persephone, which would indeed pacify (at least partially) both parties.
during the spring and summer months, ceres is reunited with her daughter and all is well, but when she returns to the underworld, we all experience ceres’ loss in the form of the lifeless winter. attachment, separation, sharing, and custody are ceres themes. to truly comprehend the change of seasons and cyclical nature of time, ancients would be initiated into the mysteries of ceres [life, death, and rebirth]. where we find ceres in the natal chart is the area in which we must foster growth in the most organic sense, but also learn the universal lesson of letting go. as goddess of the grain, our relationship to food [often tied intrinsically to self-esteem] is governed by ceres, so one might also look to ceres in astrology when dealing with malnourishment, emotional eating, and eating disorders in general. Continue reading
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.
The Cancer New Moon is exact on July 8th @ 3:15 AM EST…
set the intention
to foster the growth of the dream
imaginatively conceived and fueled by
the release of unhealthy attachment
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.
As I mentioned in my last Spa Day Diary entry, we have a brand new manager at The Spa. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t apprehensive about welcoming her onto our team. I was just growing comfortable with my job when she arrived, and I was nervous she would disrupt what I had grown accustomed to. While she had many positive compliments for us, she wasted no time letting us know how low our numbers were compared to our sister spas. I was worried that her pleasant demeanor was almost too pleasant, and I was waiting for her to snatch off her mask and show her true colors as the Rigid BitchMaster of the Spa Suprème. I was wrong, thankfully, and she is actually one of my favorite managers ever.
Don’t get me wrong; she is definitely about her business. She is quick to let us know where we are falling short and what we need to do, but she does it in a way that encourages us to be better and work harder. I believe our new manager has brought a necessary matriarchal energy to The Spa that complements us perfectly, as our store is owned and operated by a man. Her approach is very different than his, and I find she has enhanced my employee experience already. Because of her, I am more motivated to strive for excellence on the job.
Like a true leader, she makes it exciting to succeed. We play bingo, and if we sell a certain amount of services, upgrades and products, we win a $15 Wawa gift card. Last month we hosted our first spa party, which centered around essential oils. The spa party was probably the most fun shift of my whole employment at The Spa. I even sold 4 memberships that night, which almost made up for my post-Pittsburgh dry spell. After the Spa Party, my coworkers and I all went to Applebee’s for food and drinks, and it felt like family for the first time.
Now that Jupiter is in Cancer for the next year, we are all seeking the meaning of life in the realm of feelings. Our feelings are influenced primarily by the ones who are close enough to fit in the crab shells we call home, and from this emotional intimacy we gain wisdom, knowledge and philosophical insight into the big picture. It is beneficial to embrace the familiar and the strange alike during this transit, as sometimes we are all in desperate need of a place to belong. Cancer is regarded as the Mother of the Zodiac, and this motherly energy is exacerbated by the transits of the Sun and Mercury [and the New Moon, coming soon] through this nurturing, protective sign.
It’s always a joy to recollect a night out, especially on Day 2 of hangover-recovery. Moments, like the fragmented body parts of the rain-sunken possum floating face down in the flower-pot outside, seem to surface to the top of my consciousness at the most random moments (when I was trying to find a good position not to vomit, for example). Overall, I feel the night was a success, and I mean that in the most liver-inconsiderate way.
You see, I don’t go out very often, so when I do… I really go out. Now that I am currently not in college, I think I try to overcompensate when I get a rare chance to party. It’s like a have a point to prove. My point on Saturday was the VIP section at Haven, a new nightclub in Atlantic City’s Golden Nugget casino.
After not so subtly sneaking past the Cool Asians’ velvet rope and being subsequently removed, I proclaimed that I would be a VIP by the end of the night. Not that I’m not already Very Important, but um, HELLO…. bottle service and a seat! Who doesn’t want to sit and drink at a nightclub? Who doesn’t want to belong? Between breaking the dress code by wearing shorts (don’t ask me what happened to the pants I got in with), pole dancing during what I think was a sexy Rihanna song, and unsuccessfully VIP’ing myself, I knew I had to be a little more strategic, lest the security guard follow through on his threat to escort me out.
Finally, I spotted my savior. Across the dance-floor from the Cool Asians was a Hot Mom with an empty spot on her Very Important Couch. Instead of appearing thirsty and asking for a drink, I instead asked her if I could sit down next to her – you know, because I was sooo tired of dancing. Surprisingly, she agreed to let me have a seat, much to the disappointment of her not-as-hot friend who kept shaking her head at me.
Hot Mom invited me into her space like some of… mother. Without me having to ask, she poured me a drink as we introduced ourselves. Turns out she actually was a mother and she had bought out the VIP section for her friend’s birthday. I can’t recall her name, but she was nice and we are now Instagram friends. Like breast milk to a hungry baby, Hot Mom pacified my insatiable desire and made my Very Important Dream come true (does this sound Freudian to anyone else?).