Overnight, we reach the waxing sextile between the Sun and Moon. This connection offers insight, if we pay attention. With the Moon in Capricorn and the Sun in Scorpio, the insight might be something felt in the body more than words or thoughts.
The modern world and so much of “civilization” as we know it, takes us away from the body. Thought, we are told, is closer to god. The body is base. Gross. Dumb. Something to transcend. Leave behind.
Now think about people who live close to the earth. Indigenous people everywhere. Farmers. Carpenters. Weavers. Bricklayers. Those who raise the animals who keep us clothed and fed and shod.
People who keep their own counsel. Who know talk is cheap and promises often empty. Whose word is their bond. Who, when they shake your hand, you know they mean it.
If we, in our modern arrogance, see working people as uneducated, unknowing, unaware, then we miss something about how the world actually works. How work gets done. This has become a dangerous delusion.
The Moon separates from a trine to Uranus and moves to conjunct Pluto. When change comes, change we cannot escape no matter how much we wish to, transformation follows.
The Sun applies to square Jupiter. Sometimes our bright visions founder on what rises up from the depths of the psyche.
If this sounds very doom-and-gloom for a sextile, it’s not meant to.
Blame the sobering influences of Capricorn and Scorpio. Then slow down long enough to consider what it takes to build a house, grow a crop, dig a well, plant a forest.
The Sun applies to trine, and the Moon to sextile, Neptune. Dreams are important. Beauty carries us through hard times. There is beauty in what has no words. Beauty in soil and stone, bone and wheat.
It’s good to remember this.
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