The Jupiter Saturn Conjunction – the start of a New Age? — Jessica Davidson (Reblog)

Last time we explored some of the history of this cycle and looked at what happens when the conjunctions shift from earth into air. Earth cycles are about consolidating power and resources to increase material security. When these eras end, those power bases tend to fall apart, often at the hands of barbarian hordes who […]

The Jupiter Saturn Conjunction – the start of a New Age? — Jessica Davidson

Neptune and the ‘gift’ of uncertainty… — Writing from the Twelfth House (Reblog)

‘…The constant dance between form and formlessness, being and non-being, order and chaos, occurs in all epochs and at all levels. Humans have created a range of paradigms and metaphors, from ancient myths to modern cosmology, within which to explore this dialectic. Our ancient Babylonian forebears envisaged the beginning of the world as a battle […]

Neptune and the ‘gift’ of uncertainty… — Writing from the Twelfth House

2020 Virgo Ingress of the Sun — The Classical Astrologer (Reblog)

I rarely post on ingress charts other than the four cardinal Ingresses – the solstice and equinox events. Bot this is no ordinary year, by anyone’s standards and I’m there for watching the unfolding patterns that precede the Great Conjunction of Saturn and Jupiter in Aquarius, an event that will have repercussions not only until […]

2020 Virgo Ingress of the Sun — The Classical Astrologer

Poem ‘Boats’

Boats

One of these boats is mine,
let’s say this one right here,
all ship-shape
and eager for the tide.
So come on, take my hand
I’ll show you around,
there’s no time to lose
because summer’s on its way
and I can feel the warm winds
arrive on this scented ocean air,
promising to take us beyond
that blue-on-blue horizon
to those lands unimagined
in all our dreaming

We shan’t follow the tireless tern
who labours from pole to pole
every year of his life,
merely to survive.
No, ours are the balmy seas
and first port will be St Tropez.
We’ll saunter ’round as if we own it,
then sail slowly on hugging Italy’s leg
all the way to Venice,
where we’ll flop onto chairs in Florian’s,
order the most exorbitant espressos
and demolish bite-sized cakes

And after that? Well,
I propose we simply wander,
let the currents of nature and time
take us where they will.
Because you see, there are no plans,
no timetable.
We’ve earned this shot at life— at living—
this precious smiling space

poem and image © copyright df barker 2012