The night of a lunar eclipse carries iron and incense. The bloodied Moon becomes a chalice filled with mystery. When the Earth rises against the full orb, the silver vessel of memory turns crimson, and the heavens reveals the hidden law. The eclipse at fifteen degrees of Pisces rests upon the head of the Dragon,…
The philosopher Agostinho da Silva remains a luminous key: “my destiny is my freedom.” In this paradox lies the union of two ancient measures in astrology, the Lot of Fortune and the Lot of Spirit. Fortune points to what falls upon the body, the givenness of fate, the portion that descends from above and anchors…
The language of the ancients spoke of fate as a wheel turning without pause, grinding down lives under a law beyond appeal. The stars moved with mechanical precision; the four elements wove together the frame of the world; earth, fire, air and water bound the body to necessity. Astrological tradition carried this: each house and…
The mystery of Love has always carried within it a hidden wound and a hidden flame. Traditional astrology contains the Lot of Eros, drawn from the relation between Venus and Spirit. This Lot is a cipher of the soul’s capacity for desire consecrated. It reveals that Love spreads through the body, through pleasure, through the…
In the shape of S (which, if considered closed, is 8, and, lying down, is equally serpentine, infinite), the Serpent includes two spaces, which it encircles and transcends. (The first space is the lower world; the second, the higher world.) In another serpentine figuration – that of the coiled snake, mouth biting tail – it…
The astrological map is a geometry of entrances. In every chart drawn since Babylon, four gates define the edifice of fate: Ascendant, Imum Coeli, Descendant, Medium Coeli. The ancients named these the angles, pillars on which the temple of the soul stands. They open, in every birth, the cardinal directions through which Spirit assumes form,…
The ancients named the Moon the lesser luminary, but through the velvet vault of night she reigns by borrowed splendour, clothed in gold shed by the day’s sovereign. To follow the lunar cycle is to enter a labyrinth of reflection, where everything luminous finds its source elsewhere, and all that glides in shadow carries the…
An Oracular Mirror For The Season Of The Returning Word If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. Mercury, messenger and psychopomp, has cast his net into the fires of Leo, and, reversing his flight, stirs the smoke of ancient oracles. To speak of Mercury retrograde in Leo is to speak…