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The Moon

Samain                                                                             Thanksgiving Moon Reading some astrology material on the luminaries: the Moon and the Sun. Focused on the moon right now. The author, Liz Greene, has poked my own sensibilities, made me feel oh, yeah, this is me. I’m a lunar guy, more than a sun guy. The first clue for me is my focus […]

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A Permeable Self

Samain                                                                  Thanksgiving Moon Tarnas uses Jung to make a bridge to astrology. First, he credits depth psychology, especially Freud and Jung, with moving Enlightenment rationality into the realm of a neo-primal worldview. The collective unconscious is a vast sea in which we all swim, our inner life effected by and effecting this outer context. That […]

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I have been myself

Lughnasa                                                                           Harvest Moon Friday was a domestic day with laundry and groceries, a workout. Saturday was one of those days when I couldn’t get traction, took two naps, felt tired all day. In the afternoon, after an email from friend Mark Odegard featuring a sumi-e youtube video, a friend of his showcasing some of his […]

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Tor Returns

Summer                                                                               Monsoon Moon Had an interesting dream last night. Tor, a 190 pound Irish Wolfhound, and a very sweet boy, had run away from home. I don’t recall the context, but I was doing something away from home, including yet another instance in which South Carolina came up. No idea why South Carolina keeps recurring […]

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On Time

Beltane                                                                      Sumi-e Moon “Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day To the last syllable of recorded time, And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon […]

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Yesterday and Today

Spring                                                                  New Shoulder Moon Made it to three sets on my workout. This is slow for me since I’ve had this routine for over six weeks, the time frame in which I usually go back for new exercises. No matter. Things have been busy. Feels good to be have gotten this far given the situation. […]

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OMG

Spring                                                             New Shoulder Moon Surprising, sophisticated, jawbreakingly awful sign on a conservative church sign board: “Anxiety is just unbelief in disguise.” If you live in Christworld, there is a certain sense in which this appears to be true. If only your belief were strong, you would need have no worries. Look at the lilies of […]

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Regress to advance

Imbolc                                                                             New Shoulder Moon “All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another.” – Anatole France The last letters of the Hebrew alphabet now have renderings in sumi-e, lying on my table ready […]

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Reconstructing

Imbolc                                                                     (New Life) Moon 71 times Valentine’s Day and I have shared a moment. This was a quiet one, a good one. Decided I would cook Kate a special meal. In all our years together I’d never done that. It felt great. Went to Tony’s Market (upscale groceries, great meat). Bought a ribeye and some […]

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Glass

Winter                                                               Moon of the Long Nights As she wanes, the moon of the long nights has gone sliver, showing herself this morning covered in a gauze of clouds over Conifer Mountain, just above the tops of the lodgepole pines. Soon she will fade away and the night sky will be black, the best stargazing. The […]

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