Gemini 7° (May 28)

 

Watched a little Gentleman Jack then made our merry way in to Ptown for the usual post office, town hall, bank and shop and to meet with our new lawyers. Since we burnt the candle a bit this past weekend, working hard by day and also getting in some good exercise and then having a bit of a holiday weekend eating whatever we like and enjoying some good vino de vin, we took ourselves out for a relaxing lunch in the ‘fleet and the rest of the day off which was grand. Got my fish n’ chips checked off the list for the year and didn’t have to eat any dinner, either, as a result. Went to our favorite local, Mac’s Shack and practically everyone in there eating was British—have no idea why. Anyway, one must remind oneself that we are meant to enjoy this time of year (even if the weather seems to be continually crap).

Decided to dig into Chernobyl on HBO. In the spring of 1986 we were living in Paris and went for a walk in the rain one day only to realize later that the news reports said to stay inside as there was radiation in that particular rainfall. Maybe that’s why I’m psychic now. #xmen

My mind is a swirl of France and Maine, of the past, hoisted upon me from a giant shelf of books I haven’t read. I’m lost at sea in my sense of sanity, questionable, like everyone’s, due to consciousness. Still feeling so young and free and determined and impatient for the reality I’m not living and ever minding the gap. I could be less silently demanding and more at easy relationship; daily drama, a distraction from total backdrop of truth and inevitability.

I guess it was time to start a new poetry file. I was thinking about Gemini, being the bird, and how they like to sing. I wish I had a very good Gemini friend. I had two bad ones in my family growing up but I have encountered such good (women, mainly) Twinsies. Ah, I do have a friend called Damon* who’s a good one—I really need to make a point to see them. Segue. I’m kind of hungry. That’s what you get for waking at 4:43 AM and having breakfast half an hour later. Back to the Gemini thing: Expressing what feels like that crux of consciousness (different from Virgo conscience). I wonder how many times a day I hit delete. I’ve always liked the name Stuart, although I don’t think I could ever pull it off. Coming back does feel harder this time around. But I know I can do it. Vanity being such a good motivator.

It can be a gentle turning of the wheel, and it can include some significant moves. In just over a year’s time we will have something Boston environs. I wonder what would happen to Facebook if we all took just one day to block all our Facebook friends. There will be that investment. We will have the vertical existence. We will put those pieces into place. And all things Glow will be under a completely separate roof. We will be on our way to realizing a new era without having to change much from the existing one, which is great. It’s such a doable formula and includes such great press and promotional possibilities. It’s something I’ve always dreamed of honestly. And we will take the Fall and the Spring to delve the depths of possibility in terms of manufacturing in New England, which will dovetail with my non-profit work.

*As I write this on the posting (if not the actual entry) date, having just wrote this morning about Damian, wouldn’t you know it!: Damian and wife got in touch with us this morning after months “out of the blue”. So guess what folks. we captured a little of that kind of magic I had originally hoped would make it into most of these entries, in one way or another, over the course of time. Sometimes by theme, but today, by way of a little synchronicity.

 

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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Gemini 6° (May 27)

 

A reminder. I don’t know what it is I’m holding onto. I don’t to want to have to make sense. I have the festival cast and can generate contracts now. I also need to get my pleas out to the usual suspects and get that particular party started. I also need to finalize my hotel stays and get all that into works. In these final days of May I don’t mind moving a few mountains. I wrote a bunch more but my computer froze and I lost some of this so I am in reconstruction mode. And you know what that’s fine. Sometimes there is nothing like a little set-back to get the blood pumping. I have a couple of weeks to chill my snoots (as we say around here) and just keep my head down and work some proverbial doubles as I get my brain around the big project(s) I have set up for myself in the first fortnight of June. That really will be a crucial time and I have to make sure that I hit my mark. That said, if I’m not ready to go out with stuff I’m not ready. All I know is that this summer I will have planned yet another successful festival, will have drafted all our twelve horoscope books for 2020, and will have put out another book proposal (finally) and into capable hands.

So that is quite a feat given the emotional rollercoaster of the last few years. I was thinking how success is no recipe for eradicating dysfunction. I had suspected we were being lied to about certain things by someone in particular, but having no proof, it was a non-issue. And said person is wonderful and people do lie for good reasons (we’ve all been there!). It is always a non-issue anyway because that stuff is never about you it’s about them. Still people do have a way of overpromising and getting ones hope up. But one can never assume, for instance, that someone is lying without full knowledge so one banishes such thoughts from ones mind. But then you might find that those same parties, over time, might ask you to do some lying on their behalf which is never fun or good and always backfires. So you have to politely take a stand and make it clear you don’t play like that. I don’t play like that.

I do have some generalized anxiety I am working through which entails putting my head down and powering through. Right now I have several documents open. One being a To-do list which grows and I have likely switched to that document several times already during the course of this sentence to jot down what needs doing. I always come up against the same thing (wearing so many hats as I do) and it isn’t procrastination—that would be too easy a word to employ here—it’s rather this feeling of perpetually trying to catch up to myself. For instance this daily Blague. Why do I do it I have to ask myself. Originally it was meant to capture the jokes the universe plays on us and (now I’m answering my own question) then it turned into a sort of chore and then a therapy and then a repository and then an inner dialogue in print and then a staging platform for launching anything else I had to write in a given day and then a way of tapping into certain stream of consciousness, a place to vent, a confessional, a way to keep juicy and practice my writing skills, without looking back in judgment and then….I could go on and on.But I have this self-imposed rule/caveat where if I write three chunky paragraphs that can constitute enough in a given day.

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360  degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.

 

Typos happen. I don’t have a proofreader. And I like to just write, post and go!
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