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Lavender is so sensational & surely the ideal essential oil to have around anytime but especially to be more tranquil during a Dark Moon. Or you can tear sprigs off & put them in your pillowcase & this is the most amazing recipe for Lavender muffins.  Lavender comes from the Latin ‘lavandas’ – things to be washed, probably because Ancient Romans knew how fab & tranquility inducing it is to bung in with the laundry. It’s a.k.a Elf Leaf and Nard. As the latter, it is mentioned in the Song Of Solomon.

Lavender is a herb of of Mercury & Air. Mercury is Messenger of the Gods. It’s thus so appropriate that it is Lavender/Elf-Leaf that actually started modern aromatherapy. Rene Maurice Gattefosse was working in a perfume lab when he burned his hand and – intuitively or just in pain – plunged it into a beaker of pure lavender oil. The hand healed beautifully and voila; aromatherapy. All because of lovely lavender.

A few drops of the oil on your temples is ultra-calming & sprinkled on sheets if you’re restless at night, ditto. They say that asps – the snakes – like to sleep in lavender bushes, which makes me think of Cleopatra. Maybe the asp wasn’t in her bowl of fruit but actually in the lavender bought in for her bath? Only she would have called it Nard, of course.

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Am fending off two urges that are very much of the Full Moon in Scorp/Retro-Mercury ilk. Urge One; To contact The Uranian & lecture-rant or send a snippy text. This is not good timing wise nor sense-wise. Everyone knows that men – especially Aqua men – respond best to No Contact. ie; one being off-planet or even actively disdainful.

Urge Two is even worse. I have been googling peacocks as pets. Apparently i could buy a young peacock for just $75 + delivery and some vet costs etc. But their loud mating cry is said to be a deterrent for urban areas. Honestly i doubt that my peacock’s loud mating cry would be as loud as that of the stoned yobs who conduct their mating ritual on the street outside my house.

Peacocks are amazing. It’s crap that their feathers bring bad luck though i would only have a feather in my house if i FOUND it. Of any bird. The peacock is like a Phoenix in its mythology. Bird of Hera/Juno, the Queen of Heaven and also associated with Isis + the Buddhist star goddess Tara. “The pride of the peacock is the glory of God,” wrote William Blake.  The peacock used to symbolise luxury, beauty and immortality. It was a puritan idea to twist that into pride & arrogance.

Far from being up itself, the peacock is actually endearingly modest & eccentric. It’s Latin name is “pavo” from the Sanskrit “pavana” which means purity. Peacocks hate gold – it’s like garlic is to vampires – and they are terribly restless right before it rains. Probably because of what it would do to those glorious feathers. They have an ability to consume poison and be completely unaffected by it. In fact, they prefer it. Their favourite food – I read – is Himalayan Wolfsbane and they are said to hate their legs as they are not nearly so beautiful as the rest of them. Some peacocks peck at their own legs in disgust.

O.m.g I STILL want a pet Peacock and I STILL want to call the stupid U. Am going to do obsessive Scorpionic style cleaning jag to stir Qi…

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I have a few e-mails re why i altered the Sun Sign name for Cancer to Kataka in the Nightly Scopes. The e-mails are amazingly non-narky. Okay, Cancer is Latin for Crab and the Crab is ONE of the symbols for the constellation that the Sun travels through from late June to late July. ie; if you born then, you are deemed “a Cancer.” Moon-Ruled, a mood-swinger, a sexy empath, nostalgic, home-loving & a fiend in biz. But the name has come to be more linked to oncological disorders.

I got a really emo yet lovely  letter from a Cancerian girl writing from her boarding school & I was about to send her back this long-winded explanation. But then i just thought screw it & changed the name of it. For her. She said that whenever she googles her sign, it comes up with a disease and that it made her feel sad, sick and ugly etc etc.

Sooo another symbol for this sign is the Ancient Egyptian sacred scarab – symbol of immortality. In fact, i think – this is arguable – that the Scarab WAS the symbol for the sign until a myth involving Hercules & a Crab. Anyway, in the Nightly Scopes, Cancer is renamed Kataka – Sanskrit for Crab, Native American for “fort” and the name of Buddha’s horse.  It all fits and there is a boarding school dormitory in the country where it’s already official.