Message from the Management: Heart Power

We are gliding into a more matter-of-factly fourth-dimensional, energy-is-matter Age of Aquarius. Think I’m being lofty? Consider the new-fangled electronics you count on that even ten years ago would have been inconceivable. Consider how the pull of digital information is now as real as the pull of “real life.” And consider how speculative fiction and animation now deliver more plausible interpretations of modern life than the navel-gazing, self-important balderdash that conventionally passes as serious fiction and live-action. It all comes down to a new plane in which gravity responds to time like any other object. Our feelings fold chronologies and our passions warp each other’s paths.

Which is to say I’ve been fully obsessed with how Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse and Russian Doll are showing us that personal and cultural trauma can’t be healed in linear time. I’ve gone on record before about the brilliance that is the Spider-Verse and Russian Doll is the best use of the freedoms and formats afforded by Netflix thus far–so good-looking, so funny, so 4D, and so old-girls-network. Creator and star Natasha Lyonne’s personal and ancestral Holocaust is alive and well in this futuristic past perfect and it’s a brilliant dig into the metaphysical black hole that is narcissism, as well as Lyonne herself. She’s so fabulously interstellar as this character, all her lives coexisting in that voice.

Too, I’m obsessed with how the present incarnations of the divine feminine are splintering ancient patriarchal prisons. Witness all the female politicians declaring their runs for president. All the women running last night’s Grammys show. All the lady artists and scientists shining like entirely new suns. Even this Breakup Bertha is reclaiming her spine and sense of humor.

I’m just so bowled over by how “kairos,” or soul time, is overpowering chronos, or linear time, for the first time since I’ve been alive. But of course I was born right as the 1960s were ending.

For sure this is connected to me finishing up the first draft of my memoir, which after all is a sort of time travel that I am writing and reading simultaneously. It’s a tesseract I’m authoring in bold pastels, a heart I’m mending in five dimensions. And now my dear friend (and talented IT specialist) Nefty is updating Signs and Sirens on a new hosting platform that will reflect all the progress and proactivity that’s taken place since its 2010 inception. So if this site behaves oddly in the next few days, it’s because there’s a blip in my time-space continuum–and thus yours.

The site should be back up and running by the weekend. In the meantime I’m forgoing my normal Valentine’s Day objections to bask in the big glow of divine creative consciousness. Lots of visual art, lots of theater, lots of music, lots of kindred spirits. And all Wednesday —V-Day Eve—I’ll be holding a Ruby Intuition salon with extra dustings of pink and red sparkle.

No worries if you can’t make it because everything happens when it should, especially when we trust that not all unknowns are the abyss. My work as a practical magician has taught me that there’s always more, especially when it comes to opening doors and windows. Scarcity thinking–surviving rather than thriving– has no place in any reality worth sharing.  Love is the only true currency.

To schedule an in-person or video-chat reading on Valentine’s Day Eve or any Wednesday or Saturday, get in touch. I can’t wait to see your sparkly self.

New Moon in Aquarius: So Fresh

Oprah, the ultimate Aquarius goddess

All new moons are fresh starts but tonight’s new moon in Aquarius feels extra fresh. Case in point: TLC’s “Waterfalls” just came on my shuffle–a fresh song about narcissism and unhealed trauma that has resurfaced in the zeitgeist since it was featured on the Netflix series Russian Doll, a fresh exploration of the 4D blackhole that is narcissism and unhealed trauma.

The show and song feel mega-meta-fresh because Aquarius is not just the water-bearer of the zodiac. She is the metaphysical healer–the one who coolly sifts through the worst detritus of the universe and puts it to order. When we have an Aquarius new moon while the sun is also in this sign, we are being given the most comprehensive and compassionate perspective humans can achieve. This means that, especially as wish-granter Jupiter is supporting this new moon and Venus is in stabilizing Capricorn, we can improve our lives collectively.

Aquarius is not interested in base desires nor materialism–in empty personal acquisition of any sort. But she is interested in helping you improve the human condition with interstellar magic. So tonight visualize how you are meant to serve yourself and others. Recognize and honor your calling, what essential cog you are in the celestial machine. Then tomorrow do something kind for something or someone else. We talk a lot about radical self-care. But the challenge of Aquarius Season is to grasp that all acts of compassion are radical self-care. How we help others is how we help ourselves. And how we receive others’ help is how we recognize we’re beloved children of the universe.

During this lunar cycle, practical magic is extra practical and extra magical so schedule a Ruby Intuition session to access your own. I am doing readings every Wednesday and Saturday. Get in touch!

Candlemas Blessings

Right under the wire let me whisper to you of Candlemas. Poised halfway between Winter Solstice and Spring Equinox, this day is presided over by St Brigid, the Celtic goddess of fire and deep wells. Known for her resourcefulness and beautiful tenacity, she excels at creating something from nothing. I call her in to harvest creative projects and am feeling her strongly as I finish my book’s first draft.

Here in Februa, while the soil is still frozen and the trees still bare, we have the time and space to sow our own visions; this holiday is also the secular Groundhog Day because it stirs us out of hibernation. So put on Kate Bush’s The Dreaming. Light a white candle. Crack a window and breathe that clean cold air. And bless sweet Saint Brigid. She’s here to walk you into spring.