Burdened by pre-pubescence, I increased the production value of my fake boobs from socks to water balloons. Gently placing them between my proto-teen bra and flat chest, the risk of leak or explosion was dangerously high ~ though, soiling my tiny toons adventure tee was a chance I had to take. I couldn't wait any longer, to be a woman.
This need to want it all, all that I feel like being all at once, before it's actually me ~ still applies today. Sure, now it's less fun than tits, like the adult yearning to have a robot programmed with romance novels writing all my emails. In this way, I've been showing up at airports wearing a fake beard since birth ~ always filled with far-out ideas about where to go next and who to be next ~ my perpetual, soon-to-be self in bloom.
"Imagination lays the tracks of reality" - Carolyn Casey
"To protect the genius we must protect the story in which the genius can live, else it might take its invisibility literally, grow silent & disappear for fear of being reduced to mediocrity" - James Hillman
Despite the current sacrifice of our first born and third goat to the constricting Saturn/Pluto in Capricorn, this past year with Jupiter in Sagittarius has been a juicy counterpoint ~ Jupiter is the planet of abundance and Sagittarius is the sign of the enthusiast, giving us waves of perspective and faith. This year, wherever Sagittarius is in your own chart, has been pumped with nectar.
Yet, this month marks the end of the rewards-for-no-reason rodeo (at least for the next 12 years...though stay tuned for 2022, when Jupiter enters Pisces). For now, we collect all our gold stars in gratitude for the ways we've gotten lucky, ways we've gotten wise and give thanks to our rapid time-lapse of exponential growth. We get ready to invite Jupiter into Capricorn from Dec 2nd, 2019 - Dec 19, 2020, joining the aforementioned Saturn/Pluto posse. Soon, we'll turn the tone over to a type of calculated growth that comes with effort, letting go & doing more with less. Take these last few weeks to top off your gas tank, enter the new year still warm from the hug of high hopes.
