Capricorn 6° (December 28)
Stayed in this morning and watched a bunch of Lost in Space; I feel I should because Parker is in it. It isn’t that great and Bill Mumy is in it for a thankless minute. S. went out to get a pedicure and picked up some soup for lunch. Henry and Dorothy returned home pretty early. We got a little of this and that done. S. thought maybe she had lost her scarf. We went and bought a couple of bottles of champers because we are going out to dine tonight with A. and F. We will put out the rest of the cheese and so forth and head to Moro where, after those champers, we will polish off some red wine to boot. This is all fine and good because it is coming to a necessary close after the new year. I can’t remember a holiday season where we have partied so much. I am not complaining it’s been really fun but I’m sort of over it. But I liked F. and it was a very jolly time. I need to go through my last year’s calendar and get some of our very important information flowing. I want to get my ideas moving and rolling out and otherwise cut losses on that which isn’t working. But that’s what the first fortnight of the new year will be all about. I am in part accounting for what happened on this actual day but also writing from a a week on since it. So it is one of those times when I will be making salads from these entries over the next several days. Speaking of salad, there is coming a time very soon when I will live on nothing other than. When I see Laurence in the coming days he will sing the praises of Keto, which isn’t so much a stress for me to adopt, diet-wise. We shall see. There is something so inspiring about this time of year, whether or not you can participate fully or not in the power of renewal. You may have heard me speak about what we call “second semester” which refers back to our last year of undergrad when, upon returning to university to finish up that leg of schooling, we went into a sort of ascetic mode. It was very good for the soul (not to mention the skin and waistline) and this is very much the spirit in which I will meet this new decade. Anyway, there are some weirdnesses to work through and I’m determined to see that I do. Okay time to glance back at the last year:
Just chucked a whole bunch of receipts into my last year planner. I will catch up on my banking over the weekend before we head to Shoreditch. Purity is a renewable resource. That was a bit of something I found on an index card. I had written the words also: The Alchemist, get the lead out.Also Wave inroad. Not sure what that means. And: A few things we realize in the process of bridging more into personal developmet while still being recognizable to our readers. Also: Why is it that we are celebrated amonst our peers in journalism, in design, by the media, touted by our astrological peers, ever the more so and of course to our hundreds of thousands of readers, but from publishers we get no love/respect.It is a very good question. Mid January last year we were already meeting up with Tim B whom we had seen at the PAAM gala a couple months before. It got the ball rolling. Stil nothing ever came of the collaboration. We have options on that front and I’m going to remain completely open to what might occur. I shudder to think about having gone through with that. And yet I feel just as queasy considering what did roll out. I have to keep my attitude super positive and try to vibrate at as high a level as I might. I think it is very important for catching the right opportunities at this point. I very much fancy the idea of working on something the LLBs. Jackie, it turns out, has all the same weirdy things I have including the vertigo and the driving over bridges thing. I am thinking of this ecause I’m sitting here on the train with someone angled diagonally at me, holding a device, the corner of which is pointing in my direction. I have had this thing since childhood: I feel as if my eye is being pocked out by the object, even though it is held a good number of inches away from me. I knew someone when I was very small called Richard Rosen who got his eye poked out by the corner of a table. I think I might have been in the room when it happened. They are serving cold drinks on the train but I am trying to let the moment pass without having to have one. But it aint easy with this pokey thing happening.
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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