In a world where everything we dislike, do not want, and experience as any form of struggle or difficulty takes almost no time or effort to recall or express because they take precedence in the mental frame of most individuals and most definitely the collective, we simply miss the actual plot. This structure of consciousness insists on an endless journey of betterment, instead of recognizing the germinating factor to be deliciousness. The very first memory of receiving as humans outside of the womb was warm, nutrient laden milk, and being enveloped in soft flesh, without having to do anything for it but open our lungs, which also required absolutely no instruction. Our journey began with deliciousness, nourishment, and it is instinctual to want this, always. Along the way to adulthood we are blessed to discover a plethora of means outside of a birth mother to experience this but are cursed to believe all or any of that must be worked for, sought after. We have lost the knowing that the Universe yields to adults as well as children, that we always are in the presence of an energy which responds to our cries. We do not cry so we are heard however, we do not cry to let our needs be known, we cry now as orphans, we cry because we believe we are alone and abandoned in our solitary war against all that we do not want. And we remain unattended to, for what we believe is what we will have. This is the real price of adulthood, of human consciousness.
Whether viewing the forces larger than ourselves in the form of a loving entity resonates or not, one cannot argue against the loss of a natural entitlement to goodness as we grow in years. We learn that we must prove ourselves worthy to receive and we observe all that we find desirable and pleasurable outwardly, in others and the rest of the external world. As a result we begin to operate from an intention of improvement and acquisition instead of the intention to proliferate and disseminate from the seed of loveliness we already are.
Often it is the simplest methods that cut right through unnecessary complications, and I thought to mention a rather sweet little task to help reintroduce the Self to the self in one of my favourite ways. The natal chart shows us many things, but the best part is that which displays what you love, what you take pleasure in, and what you enjoy. This is the real flavour, colour, scent and shape of our energetic signature, because this is the Divine Magnet, the Attractor, the Creator. Our outer world schooling strips the importance of this, rendering it a lowly position of ‘stuff for when you have nothing more important to take care of’, when in truth the assortment and assimilation of our pleasure points is our very reason for being! We are constantly chasing what we already are but have been compelled to discard. What a painful absurdity! Alright, enough. The love list.
Write down a list of minimum 20 things (go as high as you would like) that you adore the sight, smell, taste, sound, touch, and feeling of in thought or action. For example:
- “I love how the warmth of the sun feels on my back.”
- “I love a perfectly decorated Christmas tree.”
- “I love the feeling of anticipation of Friday night as the sky begins to darken.”
- “I love the smell of clarified butter”.
“I love this part of the body because…” - “I love the texture of…”
- “I love the sight of synchronized kung fu.”
And so on until you are bored. This list my dears is not of things and people outside of yourself, it is a collection of feeling that you are. As in the very feeling that is generated in you by everything on your list, is the feeling you naturally generate for all, for the world, IF unencumbered. What you adore, you are, hence you are the adorable. With layers of questions of worth, doubts of one’s place here, and the severely undermining position of all that is lovely to give meaning to our journeys, this natural beauty and awe which you feel through your list is lost to the world through you. Reclaim it to offer it. You are not the list of failure, confusion, inadequacy, and whatever nonsense you spend all your time trying to hide or compensate for. This is the false story.
It is Gemini season, where we shapeshift through story. Whenever the Sun passes through the sign of duality and the magic of exploring multiple perspectives only to reveal the unifying connection between them all, a bright light is shone upon our inner Narrator, inviting them to enchant the world anew with ideas freshly spun from yet another year of mutating perceptions. After the long transit Mars had through Gemini, this area of our chart has already been worked on extensively from October 2022 till March 2023, so take a moment to ponder what you expended mental energy on during that time, what you were preoccupied with. The velocity of Gemini can often translate to restlessness and anxiety when an outlet is not provided for its energy, especially when highly charged Mars is involved. It can also be a time of tremendous learning, an extraordinary growth spurt in how you receive and process information into knowledge and creativity, giving you focused incentive to change. What can you recall realizing it was time to shift out of and into? The transition of that time will now be illuminated and nourished by the Sun, and we are given opportunity to enjoy playing it out even further.
In the meantime, let the words describing yourself flow with ease and playfulness and realise how precious, interesting, amusing, quirky, sweet, and fierce you are when you are not in argument with yourself. More importantly, it is a practice which informs you of how you feel when you are most present, which is the very point of the Game of Life. And speak, write, communicate to the energy that sustains us. It is always responding, we just need to want to listen.