I got a group text "S.O.S" from my siblings saying we need to have an intervention with my parents about their two dogs. The concern is their disobedient indoor peeing and irrational barking. The small one that looks like the taco bell dog is particularly demonic in destroying property. My parents respond "these dogs are untrainable" but of course they're talking about themselves and haven't we all had difficulties changing peoples minds, our own minds? 
With eclipse season approaching, this month we attempt to pick up the dust and mire of neglected decisions and delayed changes that have layered up over time, becoming belief systems safely, routinely untrained. We all have dog piss somewhere in our lives, changes that need to be done but take some unpleasurable effort. Despite the grind, it’s a very social time right now. We coordinate our labor with leisure and much needed exchange of mental energy amongst friends, groups, lovers, groups of lovers. Enjoy the lightness with others while our ambitions wait for the mood ring to match...