Astrology Zone

So...call me whatever you want, but I read my horoscope religiously each month. But this is no ordinary horoscope, this is Susan Miller's Monthy Forecast (http://www.astrologyzone.com/), which ususally consists of a three page outline of what your month will look like. Now, I don't read into it too much--at least I try to resist the temptation to use the horscope as a be-all-end-all guide, but sometimes I can't help but believe.

Last Friday, the day before my 24th birthday, I watched the full moon rise. It appeared to be the biggest moon the earth has seen in a long while. There's no doubt that the tides rose and fell accordingly during this full moon's phase--we have proven that the moon does influence such things. This "troublesome moon" has since past, and I'm glad I survived, Susan Miller had predicted that something tragic would happen.

I find it interesting that we have no problem understanding that the moon can push and pull the tides, but when it comes to our own lives, we dismiss the idea that the heavenly bodies have any influence over our own direction. Not to say that every horoscope is right and should be trusted, because it seems to be a science that no one could ever fully comprehend and predict, but if the moon can raise the tides with its proximity to our planet, and we are ultimately made of the same energetic material, there has to be some sort of correspondence.

Though nothing tragic happened during this full moon for me, I could not help but feel a dark gloom over my life during this time. Something was weighing on me differently. I hope it lifts as the moon shift further away, and mars and venus continue their huge strides accross the night sky. Perhaps it's all nonsense--an escape--an excuse to use when things are great or not so good. Perhaps. But I can't help but believe.


On another note, here's a poem:

The Whale

Open vessel,
A fleeting reflection
Of collected lifetimes
Accumulated in a moment,
Then gone.

But there is more.
A lens through which to see
What is arising inside.
A story to make sense of it all
Outside.

Further beyond
The seat and the story.
Truth, it is a breeching whale.
Watch it submerge in a reflection
Of you.

I’ve seen the stars
Appear through the darkness,
A full aching, heavy heart
Unfolds like a river over rocks
It moves.

The spirit waits
In all things to be seen.
Just when surrender sets in,
Reveals itself so we don’t forget
To shine.