The July 2020 Horoscopes are up and, ahead of the impending Zap Zone, indispensable. Saturn is back in Capricorn (*waves “hello” with fake beauty queen grin) and Mars will be in the shadow zone of the Retrograde from July 26. The Scopes + my Mars rant are metaphysical reinforcement.
And, here is how to freestyle this weekend’s Lunar Eclipse. Remember it’s occurring with Mercury Retrograde, opposite the degree Mercury went Retro at. You can’t control-freak it because Lunar Eclipses are like brief vacuum states, portals that alter perception and reveal secrets. Sometimes they’re legit esoteric visions, other times they’re the fuqing obvious. If it is the latter, even if nothing dramatic occurs, you see the situation in an entirely different light.
Don’t resist extra-sensory insights. You don’t need to act on them or even ‘believe’ them. Just keep watching and listening. Expect poignant missives from the past, telling practical details and weird fuqery with keys. This weekend is a wrap for the alien soap opera (aka string of eclipses in Cancer/Capricorn) that we’ve been guest-starring in since July 2018.
It could feel a bit like one of those crazy “previously on…” mini-series montages that are meant to remind you the protagonist slept with the district attorney or that there is a counter-Earth and it’s transmitting messages. But it also solves mysteries and fills in plot holes. News-wise, note signal, not noise.
Eclipse Seasons synchronize with the Moon’s Nodes so they were also in Cancer/Capricorn. It was Moon-Saturn oppositional energy, edgy, and sometimes somber turf to trek across. But high-speed Solar Winds and cosmic rays along with Saturn on the South Node for most of last year en route to the Saturn-Pluto conjunction was like the alien soap opera director did Datura and lost the plot.
But now the Nodes are in Gemini-Saggo which is easier: Jupiter ruled South Nodes don’t demand you trudge back into your past to do penance or explore stupid catacombs. The Mercury-ruled North Node pulls you into the future through cool ideas and connections. If you’re bored or having to feign normality, you’re going the wrong way.
Jupiter on the South Node merely wants to add vast philosophical perspective to everything. Your back story just got bigger and it’s expanding by the day. (More on these Nodes in the Daily Mystic for Monday). So cruise through the weekend, picking up on all the useful info or being wowed by the time-warped communications.
I just heard from a Cancerian who got a call from an elusive maybe-love-interest right after she did a ritual that was meant to either cut the psychic cord between them or reveal the purpose of their connection. He wanted to know if she knew anyone he could get Space Dust from. Leaving aside that she’s a singer, with a well-founded fear of otolaryngologic problems, she wasn’t sure he even knew who he was speaking to. Cord cut – Capricorn Moon style.
My message from the past was from a Leo who was based in Beijing in 2005, half a Saturn cycle ago. She wrote it in the context of a terror attack in Jordan, for perspective. I posted it on the legacy blog at the time but it’s so spooky to read now.
…”Anyway, I thought you might be interested to know, vis a vis all the sadness in the world, that when I traveled in far western China (Xinjiang province – the heart of the Silk Road) this Summer and last, I spent a lot of time with the Muslims out there.
The local (Turkic speaking, Turkic ethnic) population has been Muslim since the 9th century (they were Manichean(!) before that). They have the most exquisitely beautiful mosques; wash your hands for you when you visit their homes; invite you to do so when visiting their mosques but apart from those things are the most suibian (this is a Chinese word meaning – casual, easy-going, not doctrinaire) people you could ever meet.
They drink (but only wine and beer – their vineyards are some of the oldest on the planet) the women are feisty, run all the businesses and even when they choose to wear a head covering (often just a scrap of cloth, or a hair slide, or a jeweled “scrunchy’) they always have an outfit that (and when I say always I mean even when they are working in the fields) features high heels; bright (often sparkling fabric or woven silk) clothing; and gold earrings; divorce is easy for both sides, women happily embrace single motherhood or marry again as they like, but extended families are extremely strong; men share the raising of children joyously and openly.
So wonderful people all around and here in Bj I am very close to one of these people – he is an artist – a deeply talented and successful one – (he has three siblings – one a rock singer, another a teacher of Chinese Muslim culture and language and the last a wine importer!) Anyway the point of this long story was to tell you that the wine importer stayed with me briefly in Sydney last year and noticed that I didn’t eat pork and finally asked me if i was Jewish. I took a deep breath and said ‘no, Catholic actually but my husband is Jewish.’ And he said thank god cause my brother always told me that when I finally travel abroad I must always stay with Jews “because they look after you well and you never have to worry about the food”!
I just thought you’d like to know that in one part of the world (a very ancient part of the Muslim world) the supposed age-old enmity and deep distrust simply do not figure at all. Anyway hope you don’t mind the rave – when I despair about stuff I think of my time in Xinjiang and hope for more of that spirit in those parts of the world where they make so much of those differences…”