Virgo 28° (September 20)


I will have to cancel our client appointment as this day* as it shall entail me hanging laundry on the line while cooking and have a slat of the Marcel Breuer deck outside break under me feet so that I fall, left leg first, into the tiny space between the slats. One moment I’ll be standing upright the next moment I wont. I have quick reflexes and my brain will say to: do not let yourself sink and further; so I will immediately pressed my hands against the deck and up, as quickly as I can, so to unstuck my leg and wow, wow, wow. It is so badly wedged and it’s extremely red and painful. I text S. and Uncle J on the farm what happened and think screw it I better call 911. I could tell I am in shock because I couldn’t answer questions correctly on the phone. The EMT guys came and one took my info into a lap top, one knelt at my feet and took my vitals and one loomed over me. It was quite an ordeal. I mean it was like a mammogram for my leg but only with bones and muscles to squeeze. Quite painful actually. I will look forward to healing and also taking this as something of a reminder of just how fragile everything is. I need to plan the hours of this day so he goes. Lunch basically now then one to two I will finish writing, two to four I will do all finances, four to six I will get health stuff and other stuff together. Tomorrow morning when I wake therefor I go straight into reviewing the sample process and putting that all into some kind of perspective. Little by little that is.

Anyway, the visualization is that the tension that is up around my ears will lower if only slightly, incrimentally. I think it’s a good meditative start to some more serious practice that I should definitely get my brain around this coming year. This will be the last year where we are flying by the seats of our britches. But I’m looking forward to a serious change in scenery I must say. I still have three years left on my passport so that’s good. My goal with this trip is to actually get the sense of living somewhere. We will do the three months in Paris and then maybe tack on ten days at the end to that we return more like April 10. That isn’t such a bad plan really. It’s still winter on the Cape then anyway but at least we will have mapped out something real for ourselves and we could then store our bags with D+N or something and actually take a trip to Italy or thereabouts. Honestly I think heading off somewhere next year in September would be dreamy, closing the festival and just heading off immediately to Italy or Greece again or something. All depends on the work of course and the quality of income and where we are in our creative process. Meanwhile if we have to walk the beaches of Cape Cod that wouldnt’ be so bad either. I still can’t believe that Darren and Grissela showed up nearly an  hour later for dinner, their daughter letting it slip that they went for yet another drink and to look at the water, probably right down the road before showing up. That took nerve I must say.

One more paragraph to go today. The media has to stop feeding us stories like Meghan Markle being unrecognizable with her natural hair. The U.S. and U.K. are waling off a cliff holding hands and this is the sort of thing that gets spoken about—it trully is so weird. I’ve decided to start a list of things that might help us get on track with some social media images. I’m thinking of a trope that would be like That Time When…we were on the cover of the Scotsman Magazine, for instance. That Time When….we wrote horoscopes for Paris Vogue that type of thing. I know I’m almost one and the same with my schedule and that this is when I can get ahead of the curve and the true miracles can again to begin to happen. The day will be long. The raod may be likewise. I’m not in a rush anymore to get anywhere. People will have to live with themselves. That is the way of the world. If anybody gives me any more blowback the stress will be there own. I am walking proud and not letting anybody or thing get in the way of what will again be a rich and beautiful unfolding. By the time another December rolls around I suspect we will be in a very different place. I’m just going to keep going and keep contributing and keep working my stories and my angles every which way but loserville.


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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