Today’s Oracle takes us to the Aries daily for August 12, 2005
Ask most people what’s important to them and they will tell you one thing and do something entirely different. Everyone has done this at some point and it’s a kind of hypocrisy that you need to rise above once and for all. What matters in your life is what matters and that’s what you need to act on. Looked at another way what you do is in fact what matters and the rest is just talk. Therefore if you really care about a certain situation quite close to home you’ll be the first one to make a move. You will make a difference.
Note, The Oracle is a random selection from the Eric Francis horoscope archives. Each day we publish one entry from among the 10,000 in our database. It’s a little slice of horoscope history — but chosen by our Oracle program, which always speaks to the present moment. New horoscopes are published each Friday plus twice a month in Planet Waves subscriber edition and Planet Waves Light.
DiveCarla, I wanted to thank you for your beautiful imagery – I can SO connect with the idea of that woman “across the river” – I have long-ago drawings of someone like that in my own consciousness. Or she’s sitting using a new moon as a rocking chair, dangling her bare feet among the stars.
Grief can indeed be a catalyst to personal growth & becoming. Losing my father, with whom I had that kind of difficult relationship wherein the two can’t quite connect yet so much is at stake, was the pivotal growing-up passage of my mid-life. At the time, Saturn was transiting early in my 8th house, opposing natal Saturn late in my 1st.
I’m not quite sure how well integrated that formerly external feminine has become, but she doesn’t seem to be wandering about “out there” anymore. As for the masculine – well – it’s an ongoing learning curve. Raised to only do traditional “women’s work”, the “guy work” I’ve had to learn in bits & pieces along the way. Essential for a woman who lives alone in an old house which needs repairs.
DivaCarla, that was awesome. I was really touched reading this! (((Thank you!)))
Stormi, you are a constant source of smiles!
Bette, I really appreciate your beautiful feedback and wisdom. The Saturn principal is key esp right now, so true.
Lizzy, I have some movies too watch now! 😉
Lyd, thank you!
I was meditating last night and felt deeply grateful. I love my “anger” and am unapologetic for my passion – unless I’ve hurt someone. To step into this energy is to step into a powerful Light. I embrace all of me. I am beautiful. And so are all of you.
Thank you so much for your love,
D.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8iLmuIsGttI
Daniel, your feeling of your desire being on the other side of the river brought back my own memories of ravenous and enraged frustration, mostly about sex, love, loneliness. I used to see my whole Self, healed, perfected etc, as a lady in a white dress on the opposite bank of a river. I don’t know what happened to that image, but I do know that she is no longer outside me or separated by a wide river. When I am perplexed, blocked, or things fall apart, I see it all through my own eyes. I’ve met up with her, and she is NOT perfect! Or not the way I dreamt she’d me. She is me, complete with my mess!
The image of my seeking had evolved to a high impenetrable hedge where I am searching for the opening, the gate to the open field beyond. One day, not that long ago, I found the gate. I remember the moment.. it may have been when my mother died or sometime in the grieving process over the next year or two, Oh my heavens, I believe that might have been it. Nothing I did, just an instantaneous state change that transformed my relation to life and self. I stepped through the opening in the hedge to the field. Hung out there for a few years, pondering the several paths crisscrossing in different directions.
Now the image has morphed again. It’s a threshold, an ordinary looking door. I am about to step across the threshold and through the door into the newest version of myself. My toes keep jamming on the woodwork there, not even an inch high. Why am I shuffling my feet and stopping? just step over! And perhaps I have with this eclipse. Things feel different, and in the next few weeks I’ll see what looks different.
Eclipses have their own image, of shooting the rapids in kayak. Carried! no choice, except to point the boat into the chute and trust the ride. The option is to get stuck sideways or go through backwards. Not fun!
Similar to Bette, my sexual energy has shifted post menopause, from that familiar, gnawing, sometimes desperate, cunt and heart hunger to a resource for spiritual and creative evolution. Unless I am in love. Then I revert! Similar to Kari, my inner feminine is learning how to sweet talk my inner masculine, and he is learning how to step up for her. They are working out this inner marriage thing. As writing now, I am thinking they’ve been following the dysfunctional model of my mother and father’s marriage– and parenting! OH MY! is this the key to my personal mystery I’ve been looking for? I’m going back to my journal to explore this!
I THANK YOU Daniel and all the others who are willing to be naked. Thank you for indulging my stream here. Never underestimate the power of witness! I doubt my private journal would have yielded this insight!
Before I go, I’d like to offer a gift, a seed you may choose to plant. Drop your cocks and clits, and reach deep for the P-spot and G-spot. Or add them, it’s always AND, not OR. The access point is right inside you.
Shortbus, that’s the film,
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0367027/
What a song, what a video, Stormi! (sex therapy video). Can always count on you…
Loved your exchange, Strawberry and Daniel, which I caught up with over my morning coffee! What’s that film called that opens with a man in a yoga position giving himslef a blow job? Just can’t remember its name. Wonder if you’ve ever watched Sex and the City, Daniel, which does address that side of women that is horny, just like men, though with different needs. Took me a long time to enjoy my dark and dirty sexual side, and I still have problems with it, so i really understand you.
I’m finding this a really interesting discussion, & the frankness/openness refreshing.
Now, I’m an old gal whose Scorpio moon & Venus (5th house, yet) have over the years led to many romantic adventures, some perhaps “wiser” choices than others. I understand the intensity of deep Scorpio feelings, & those of us who feel that passion both love madly & hurt profoundly. But I would not wish to change that.
We older folk, at least some of us, do not forget what it’s like to be young & in the thick of our emotional/sexual lives/growth. If I would offer any words, based upon almost fifty years of experience, it would be that perhaps adding a little Saturnian energy now & then can be useful. Not enough to become dour or witholding, but enough to cultivate some patience, test the significance of any particular desire, maybe buy a bit of time to consult with intuition.
I do not expect that I am likely to find another partner, but I still love watching the sky for Venus, & sitting in moonlight, especially on warm, windy summer nights. I’m consciously working to put the passion & romantic energy into my art, instead. In that effort, Saturn’s transit of Scorpio, though a bit heavy with memories at times, has been useful. Memories often offer “homework” of the healing kind.
Thank goodness the warm season’s come, & hopefully some of those nights. May we all enjoy them, whether solo or with a beloved.
brother D: fuck Yes. but i am familiar with your volcanic limbo. you remind me (in my own process) of how “Desire wills its perpetuation ad infinitum” and that sometimes you just have to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4-n1ISQyqU
cheers! 😉
Thanks Kari, I appreciate that. And for your support. I offer you my support and warm regards as well.
Have a great night,
D.
My humblest apologies.
I knew when I was writing it that I was probably way out of line, but I tried to not send it twice. So if there’s nothing for you in what I’ve said, please accept my deep apology, and know that I hold you in the highest regard, and that this was probably more about me than you. I am still working to locate myself in my world, and I take full responsibility for mistakes I continue to make in that arena. I do appreciate and adore your approach to all of this craziness. Please don’t censor that if it’s moving you in the direction you need to go.
With great appreciation for your openness & willingness to share,
~K
Strawberry,
I know it’s probably not evident in my tone (and granted it’s the energy I put out there, albeit with attempted humour) but I am not angry in any way shape or form when I am intimate with a woman or when I masturbate. I’m venting and expressing words that are reflective of a certain quality of frustration that I have not censored. My capacity for deep affection and love when with another or myself is very healthy and I feel amazing about that. I approach any intimate encounter with the highest respect. Period.
I hate to be the one to say it, Daniel, but no self-respecting woman would come within a mile of an angry fucker like you. (And by fucker, I mean “one who fucks.” I love Eric for making that word so acceptable.) You’ve got to find a way to redeem sex itself; you sound like you’re still jerking off with an angry knot in your gut. An angry fuck is not a life-affirming fuck. You’re allowing your hardon (Is hardon two words? I’ve never actually typed it before.) to tell you you’re dirty. But you can change your language (as you’ve told me before).
Sexual orgasm is a HUGE energy release, and you’re a powderkeg with a lit fuse. Use this energy. Turn off the NIN, open up to divine love–not the sexy/bad/I’m dirty stuff you learned growing up, but the stuff that holds the universe together–and allow sex with yourself to be the release you’re in need of.
You have everything you need to be the agent of your own redemption. Just LOVE yourself for once, for gawd’s sake. Noone else can give you this.
in temerity and hoping you’ll forgive me for having trampled your boundaries,
~Kari
oh man, thanks gals! Lizzy, you’re very on the mark, well both of you are saying something similar. But I don’t know if my Taurus Moon makes me extra horny or emotional, but I think I had an erection the whole of this week. And that hasn’t happened since I was 15. And then of course I’m like a blood hound on steroids which is not quite helpful at work.
Strawberry, thank you for sharing that! That dream was awesome. I’ve never had a dream of giving myself cunnilingus but shit I think I’d love that! I’ve dreamt many times of giving myself a blowjob though (I never knew I was so flexible!). My woundedness, I’m not sure what it is. A lot of it is about self image and my father and learning to love my male desire nature. Not holding back because “someone” has told me during my formative years that sex was impure or sleazy. I always knew this wasn’t my opinion about myself. I just didn’t have the opportunity to prove otherwise. Whenever my mom/sis saw a passionate woman throwing around furniture and unabashedly bossy, they’d say “See, now that’s feminine power for you.” But the same portrayal in a man and it was, “What sleaze bag asshole! Get me away!” Then, when I felt a hard on coming, I had 3 very frustrating options: Close the door and jerk off and risk someone knocking on your door (masturbation with a knot in your stomach), prayers and meditation (yummy fun trying to ignore the funky groove in your groin), or composition (sublimation with a hot sweaty ending that didn’t make you cum). You get the picture.
Now I’m informing my mom about male empowerment and she’s very supportive. Like you, I’ve been replacing a lot of inner dialogue with positive affirmation. I don’t say “I’m not this or that”. I’m saying what I know I am. And anybody who doesn’t like it can vamoose.
Yeah I’m angry. I had a breakthrough on eclipse night and the neighbours made popcorn and listened in. I threw dishes, I cried, I jerked off, I composed music. It was very scenic. Or epic…. I can’t remember which came first…..
Women still get horny right? I haven’t died or been abolished to some lonely corner of the universe where the only people having sex are porn stars? Please say it ain’t so. Because I’m beginning to wonder……..
Okay, over and out. I need a cold shower.
omg Daniel…still chortling over the 3 fun activities. Over here, weepy at times. I’m not touching the sofa. As for throwing dishes, ah, no, but have been trying to vacuum the pattern off the carpet for the last half hour. Much waving of hands with exclamations of “this is soooo much fun.” I’m beginning to think my activities are hilarious entertainment for the planet gods…either that or they are waiting for me to get really creative. Ok, I’m going to mull that over for awhile……..
Said another way: What is the psychic castration here to teach you? I could just as well ask myself. And am.
Hey Danny boy! Thanks for cracking me up! Needed a laugh. Well, as you know, I’m not a Scorpio but have Scorpio moon bang on my Scorpio ascendant and South node in scorp too… So…. Yes, I really understand your frustration. I had a huge breakthough with this eclipse and the dark clouds of these times finally cleared… for two minutes. Have plunged into a dark sadness again. But I think one has to have trust that a lot of stuff is being churned up in these times, I think awareness and patience helps one through-
. I know I Always repeat the same thing, but they do help. And have faith, you will get there, but don’t worry so much about how….
Daniel,
I thought of your journey during my desert sojourn. Much of the work I have been doing over the past year has been to try to get a grip on my own center. Find myself through the morass of denial & obscurity. And in the desert, I found that I had my inner masculine on such a short leash–muzzled, castrated, the whole gig–that my inner feminine was having to pull the whole load. And she was exhausted and pissed off.
But all this time, I’d been trying to “get rid of” the woundedness. And I think that in focusing all my energy on excising the wound, I was missing the point. When I finally gathered some humility and set out to discover what the wounds were here to teach me, not only did I discover some strengths I had no idea were mine, but much of the stuckness dissolved. (I actually had a surreal dream about sucking my own cock & wondering why we think of these things as so masculine, when we all have them. I was actually walking cock-first into a room, serenely owning my masculinity. And it was awesome. The “cock-first” part made me think of you 😉
After that dream, both the alienation from my masculine energy, and the pissed-off-ness of my feminine energy have both eased unimaginably. And I’m convinced it was the work of accepting the wound with humility and making the effort to discover what it was here to teach me that changed everything.
I’ve only got my Moon & BML in Scorpio, but all that lunar energy was demanding some respect. It’s stunning how much happier they are, now that they’re getting some help from the guys.
I don’t know if that speaks to your blockedness at all, but, after checking all my body parts that morning, I thought of you & how our journeying through this energy seems to be so similar, yet opposite.
As always, thank you for sharing. I’m not sure I’d have known quite what to do with that dream if it weren’t for you sharing your own journey.
And my other question is: why dry-humping?? Get the K-Y out, my friend!
You know I love you.
I should say, are there any fellow Scorps doing either one of these 3 fun activities? Crying in the corner of your studio, dry humping your sofa chair or a nearby tree, or throwing dishes across your living room? Survey says???
Very apropos for the Sun conj Merc today. Are there any Scorpios out there feeling a little weird? With all the South Node aspects being hit in Taurus, I’m feeling like I’m watching a movie in an empty theatre and all these characters are talking loudly at me telling me what to do and where to go. Each one has a point. Each one represents something I want. And yet, when the movie ends, I get up and leave them all behind, left with a silence in my head. And Mars hitting the SN is making me feel like I’m using an old map. I def know what I want and I screamed it at myself on eclipse night. But it seems to be on the other side of the river, and I can’t get there but I can see it. Everyone is saying these eclipses are fast moving aspects bringing a lot change. “Blocked” could be used but who is blocking me? It’s more like waiting for an opening or an access point. I’m pausing and breathing. I’m also tired of waiting. Oh, maybe I should just write my music. The problem is I may not be looking up when the access point shows itself.