Libra 28° (October 21)
It’s one of those mornings where you realize that try as you might to clean as you go; the entire household morphs into a bordel when one is here alone. My bed will be this life raft of provisions—phones, remote, laptop, notebook, pen, one or to sets of eyeglasses, a bowl with spoon precariously placed. Coffee cups, wine and beer and still and fizzy water glasses, gummies and oils, more pens, bedside, tissues and socks stuffed into sheets or under-bed with shoes and slippers and such. The kitchen a disaster from making clam chowder and eating but not cleaning up a single bit after. The floor a minefield of puddles food and fluff from the dryer, clothes still in it needing folding, more to move through. Needing to vacuum under beds and all around and to mop; and fold and put everything away and separate the trash from the recycleables in their myriad categories.
Coming off the last point on the Virgo theme I think I wanted to say, oh yes, that we need to look at that other element of the spica, the gestation angle. But first we might get into Mercury on the earth plane. Grounded birds. Patsy Cline I fall to pieces. The M folding in is also niche. How they psychology and emotionally process experience (delusional). Embodying the slow unfolding, things that reflect that are great too tai chi yoga. Smoldering looks? There is more to say. There are many factors that can go into the seasoned humanistic astrologer’s ability to accurately guess a person’s sign. The metaphysical aspects of being a Virgo—or any sign—are often reflected in/by the physical appearance. In contrast you might say the physical traits of a person can symbolic of their cosmic nature. Body language is also tell-tale.
But I need to get some things off my chest. I like that expression especially now. And I might as well express it. I have a lot to be motivated by at this juncture and I’ve still a long way on the current project but I have got to start coming down off of stress and get back into my body and back into a city. This has been the longest summer ever here on the Cape, though I was away for a month of it. I have to be available to more now in my and that is going to require some hard work on my part. Look I have to buck up on some level and just get some things off my docket. I have to write things down as they happen or I never can recall the what what’s on my mind. I think the plan today is to regroup and put things in some sort of outline. Maybe I should read through the entire thing again and take a sort of inventory of what’s been said and where it’s going so that I can have an outline for finishing by Friday. That would be a sensible thing to do. I did get the last Dr. thing scheduled and ordered some new eyebobs. I also asked for a few more edits on that tee media kit—still waiting on the lawyer, the designers, and for this freaking outside deck to be finished. I was toying with the idea of touching base with Banane but it might be best to just leave it. I do need to let S. know that I’m in touch with JLB and we will be putting plans together in time for the New Year’s Eve party. So much to do between now and then. I plan to spend the next two weeks working back into monk mode, putting all the minutae aside for a hot minute. Then what I need do is write a comprehensive something that can go to corporations who are just chomping at the bit to give me dough.
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.
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