Taurus 12° (May 2)
I’ll be on the train to NYC today, so the first thing I can do a bit of writing of next year’s H.A. books. And also begin the process of coming through all my Blague entries to date to annote and earmark and archive. Four years and four months of daily writing. There is surely a lot of blather in there but I will be mining for nuggets of goodness nonetheless. It has been a very productive week thus far, lots of moving myriad needles, but I can already feel the demons of procrastination gnawing at my psyche with their usual temptations and it’s all I can do not to give them even the tiniest quarter. As a compromise in this solution I have instituted a practice that I call productinating, which is the doing of other tasks which also require time and intention but not so much brain power—or not of the certain kind—that gives rise to whatever form of ADD or ADHD or whatever they’re going to inevitably call it to which I fall victim. So this is actually that. You are witnessing the productinating in process. There is so much to look forward to and that is a result of so much hard work I have already put into what might some day result in reward (which is an illusion—not least of all because, right now, the boon of my existence has been to get the proper resources in order so to create opportunity which is actually going to entail years-long hard work…as it is right now I am gearing up to do some very hard work just to maybe get the go ahead to do some way more heavy lifting, which will last for years and years, before I even get to that illusory place). That needn’t have made sense to you because it does to me and it comes as a relief to say it.
I had a dream last night that I was at a Roches concert and it was Maggie Roche’s birthday so we were all to gather backstage, afterward, to have a little party. The venue was a cross between the old Bottom Line and Joe’s Pub, back in the day, before they made renovations. I awoke at 5:20 and had opened my laptop by 5:40 and the first thing on my FB feed was a posting by Suzzy Roche talking about how she once wrote Mother Teresa to ask for permission to perform a Christmas show and send the proceeds to her and her charity. She didn’t hear back but performed the show anyway. Then months and months later a response from Mother Teresa arrived, delivered without a stamp!!! I could read snippets only of the letter on FB but it talked about the right hand not knowing what the left hand was doing and it was very thankful and offered blessings and was signed by M.T. Then, somehow, Suzzy lost the letter and has been looking for it down through the years—the letter was dated 1988—and had never found it and it haunted her seemingly. And then just the other day Suzzy entered her apartment and there on the floor of her living room was what looked like a folded piece of paper which she almost picked up and absent-mindedly threw away. But she looked at it and—yes, you guessed it—it was the very letter.
I immediately posted about my dream and then directly seeing her post. I mentioned in my comment to her that it was Maggie’s birthday in my dream and in that moment I “realized” (or at least this was my flash) that Maggie, who left us over a year ago, must have had a hand in the rematerialization of that cherished letter from Calcutta all those years ago. Though it’s not my cosmic experience primarily, I felt it perfectly fit one of the original criteria of this Cosmic Blague, which was, is, to relate experiences of inexplicable nature along with the Universe’s “jokes on you/us all.” This is no joke (a phrase I can’t not hear in my brain as spoken by Kate McKinnon in an Australian accent from the movie Rough Night). If you haven’t seen that film, by the way: You should. Anyway there was a sense of faith being restored upon waking today. What I didn’t tell Suzzy (because she’d think I’m a weirdo) is that she and her sisters have factored into my dreams for decades. I have been a huge fan ever since I first heard the record in my college freshman-year dorm. And I saw them at least a dozen times over the years in various forms and am friendly with Terre whom I love and admire and respect deeply. I don’t know Suzzy personally. The sisters occupy different spheres. But Suzzy is a Libra like me. Terre is the opposite sign of Aries, which isn’t all that opposite to Libra at all. That was the most pleasurable bit of productinating I have ever done! Now to get back to the actual work at hand. Wish me luck people.
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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