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This Wolf’s Birthday

January 20, 2019 in Age Matters, Astro Matters, City Matters, Essays, Spirit Matters

Question: What happens when your solar return arrives the day before a supermassive blood red wolf moon eclipse in my-way-or-the-highway Leo? Answer: You cry a whole river, which is how I spent my birthday. No holds barred, I wept more yesterday than on any birthday since I was a kid. Today I woke feeling crazy and a little frantic. I’ve long believed that how you spend your solar return dictates the tenor of your new year, which meant I was in for an unholy dirge. In desperation, I called my shrink, not an astro-maven but a wise woman across the board. 

“You’re letting it all go,” she said. “Your myths, whatever and whoever was holding you back. Your old ways of getting through the day. Whatever wool was still in your eyes.

“This doesn’t mean your 49th year will be terrible,” she went on. “It means you are being shown what can’t enter your year to come.” Continue Reading →

Capricorn’s Mighty Check

January 5, 2019 in Astro Matters, Ruby Intuition, Spirit Matters

New moon in Capricorn tonight, abutting a solar eclipse no less. Capricorn is a cardinal sign–a leader, a head goat, a captain of industry–and I should know, being a bossy Cappy if ever there were one. When we experience a solar eclipse with the sun, Mercury, Saturn, Pluto, the South Node, and a new moon in this sign, we experience a tumbling of hierarchies and any institutions that have worn out their welcome. You don’t need to think on what needs to be released on a night like this. Everything that isn’t your calling will be up in ashes before you remember its name. Scary, sure. But also: fabulous. PS I’m doing new year/new moon Ruby Intuition readings this and next Sunday and still have some free slots. Message me to set up your in-person or video-chat session.

Winter Solstice Faith

December 21, 2018 in Astro Matters, Spirit Matters, Weather Matters

All hail winter solstice–the longest night pierced by the greatest light. To me, this is truly the most magical day of the year, for to find our way out of such looming darkness we must summon extraordinary power. Miracles, in fact. Early Christians decided to celebrate Jesus’ birthday this time of year not just to override the pagans (blergh) but because they recognized that we must be most pregnant with faith when the sunlight is at its sparses, when the earth its most barren. This is the faith that creates nothing from something–that grants Mary her immaculate birth, that keeps the oil burning for eight days for the Maccabees. It is the same faith that reminds us love can subsume even the worst of black holes. Here, at this turning point of the year and of our country, on this hardest and holiest of days, we are in dire need of such faith. We must listen, we must light, and we must love. All my heart to each of yours.

"All, everything I understand, I understand only because I love."
― Leo Tolstoy