A while ago, I posted about ancestral astrology and then how Saturn and the Nodes made late 2018 until April 2020 a strong time for ancestor spirits. One of my aunts has genealogy fever and has found all these photos of my ancestors. This is my great, great grandfather in the late 19th Century. He was a triple Gemini and hey, doesn’t it show?
Gemini men have such a look. Resembling a Puck or Loki archetype, they converse on several levels at once, while their eyes dart around the room. They’re not nervous, though they scope out the exits. They just like to observe, well, everything. So do the women but they’re more given to expressive gesticulation and clever mimicking than eye-darting.
What Would Ancestor Spirits Tell Us Anyway?
A shaman told me I should listen more to ancestor spirits, as they had much to teach me. But my triple Gemini great, great grandfather’s abiding strength was apparently that he was very popular with women. He was polyamorous before it was fashionable. I’m sure he could regale me with interesting anecdotes. He was born in Cawdor, as in the place where Shakespeare set Macbeth.
Aside from funky old photos that fit the Saturn in Capricorn vibe, I’ve confirmed that practically every village or lair occupied by my ancestors was a paranormal hot spot. I’m not surprised, but it’s still cool to see it in a family tree form. It’s inspired me to read Fairycraft, by Morgan Daimler, which I thoroughly recommend. Weirdly, she aptly describes these visions I’ve always had and which I’m sure many of you reading have also, that science only barely explains as “hypnagogic hallucinations.”
Hypnagogic Hallucinations Or Alt Dimensions?
And speaking of ancestors, I had the weirdest experience doing the Uranus Regrounding Meditation last week. Usually I do Neptunian Nights to chill but I wanted the extra prompting, and this one is my words but narrated by Jessica Snow. I know some people use this meditation to connect with ancestors, but I was not even trying. In fact, I could not switch off my Virgo Vision. I was analyzing everything and making lists in my mind.
Just as I’d surrendered to it being a dud meditation experience, I fell asleep or into trance at the bit about ancestors and something happened: I was elsewhere, looking straight at a man who seemed weirdly familiar but also utterly dejected. It was a wide-open moor, early morning and with the scent of heather on the air. But though there were other people scattered around, it did not look like a battle was about to begin or had just happened. There was no drama, no bodies; just bleakness and foreboding. He was looking at me astonished and then he went to give me his sword. I shook my head, feeling he would soon have need of it. So he gave me a small silver knife. It had a lapis-lazuli handle with the image of a raven on it, one of my totems.
In this vision, or whatever it was, I was conscious he was gazing at me in surprise and I tried to think of something to give him or to say. Before it faded, and I came back, I said “there is still magic in 2020.” And there is. I just checked my email; another great, great grandfather. Guess which sign this one is? He’s quadruple of it.
And is anyone else more aware of ancestor spirits since Saturn and the South Node in Capricorn? And, you can now post photos in the comments, click the little camera icon.
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