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Capricorn Hours

January 11, 2018 in Astro Matters, Ruby Intuition, Spirit Matters, Weather Matters

why am i awake at 3 am when I usually wake two hours later? the short answer is I need a new (new) bed (a story I will tell another time). the longer answer is that january brings us far far from our diurnal patterns; that those of us who do anything save sleep all day and night by a fire are not in in our right minds, right bodies, right lives, and so everything normally in the shadows clamors to be registered, felt, absorbed. it seems that if i’m to be awake at all during this season i have no choice but to be dead-awakened during the hours when the veil is lifted. good? o who knows. but true? So true. capricorn is a time of reckoning.

Clear Is the New Cozy

January 9, 2018 in Astro Matters, Ruby Intuition, Spirit Matters

With the holidays in the rearview mirror and the year still shiny and new, Capricorn season doesn’t preclude fun but it also doesn’t brook with dissociation. I’m all for hygge, that Danish embrace of everything cozy–fur slippers, crackling fires, hot toddies, the works. But I’m also a fan of the deep digging we do this time of year. Wrapped in layers and quiet by the hearth, we have the time and space to consider where we’re going, and climb into projects that go unattended when temperatures soar. To help you build those little houses in the big woods (and big houses in little woods!), I’ll be doing Ruby Intuition readings in Lambertville, NJ, at the delightful homestead of Katie Albert Bolton on Saturday, 1/13, and by appointment in Williamsburg, Brooklyn, and by Skype all through this month. To schedule a session, RSVP at lisa@rubyintuition.com. The wind on your back may be glacial but it also can steer you where you need to go.

The House of Sunshine Compensation

January 4, 2018 in Cat Lady Matters, City Matters, Spirit Matters, Weather Matters

Today is what they’re calling a bomb cyclone–a hurricane-cum-snow and ice storm made possible by our brand new climate. Outside the heavens rage, but I did my due diligence and am prepared for their wrath. Bagels and cat food sit pretty on the counter, produce and protein line the refrigerator, house is scrubbed clean. I have books and notebooks and candles stacked by my armchair, whiskey and a tumbler by the turntable, a kitten at my feet. But it’s into the kitchen that I putter as the world blurs white and lights flash off and on.

I may be old-fashioned, but I prefer my kitchen to be devoid of electricity anyway. I keep the lights off during the day, and eschew unnecessary gadgets, including toasters, food processors, and juicers. Eating and cooking is one way we still connect to the cycle of life, and I like to feel all the unadulterated core elements- earth, sun, water, fire–as I step into that flow. This morning the world is furious, and I am glad to know. I squeeze sunshine into a glass and dream of warmer days.

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