Tag: Astrology
I. The Fool’s Threshold At the edge of every journey, at the border between the known and the abyss, stands The Fool. In the Tarot’s first and final card, he strides forth, both careless or holy, radiant or naïve, but always accompanied. Most see the knapsack, the precipice, the flower. Fewer see the dog: the…
If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. At the moment Arthur Rimbaud entered this world, not only was a veil torn open, but an altar was ignited in flesh itself. His natal chart is not mere biographical decoration, but wound, and explosion. To understand the rare intensity of his path,…
If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. In this cycle, the Moon enters her disseminating phase in Aquarius. This is the lunar moment when the fruits of the previous lunation are cast into the collective field, neither in the innocence of waxing nor in the exhaustion of waning, but at…
If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. This month, three celestial lights pass through the same threshold: the Sun, the teacher of essence; Jupiter, the agent of expansion; and Mercury, the carrier of meaning. All find themselves immersed in Cancer, the womb, the memory, the tide that precedes language. When…
If interested in a personal liturgy and reading, please consult this portal. As Jupiter, bearer of Sacred expansion, enters the waters of Cancer, a symbolic aperture opens in the visible world. This is a deviation in the current, not a forecast; a subtle cosmic breath that presses gently against the Veil. When the Great Benefic…
Without Her, pleasure turns into rot. The age of Aphrodite Pandemos drapes itself in restless fingers, thirsty mouths, a hedonism that never learns dawn, a world dazed by its own surface, gasping for climax but refusing the cost. Friction passes as love; fire, the slow, real kind that transforms, becomes legend. Sensation is distilled into…
In every myth worth its salt, there is a moment where the hero must step from the circle of what is known, either family, tribe, law, or custom, and cross a trembling threshold into the world’s raw, unwritten heart. This act, as Joseph Campbell saw, is not mere adventure; it is an eruption of axis,…
Under the current of the Four of Cups, the Lady wraps the world in a deep, lunar presence, the majesty of emotion and creation, where the Moon is exalted in her own home. This is Chesed of Briah, a day shaped by abundance that does not spill over, by feelings that are crowned not with…
Symbol Jae Matthews emerges as a gnostic cipher, a coded presence for the exiled Feminine, her voice a point of contact where the fallen Sophia resists return and condenses as flesh and shadow. In the work of Boy Harsher, music is substance and liturgy, an apocryphal gospel written by both Jae and Augustus Muller for…
Among the secret geometries of the birth chart, there exists a point veiled in antiquity yet burning with unmistakable clarity: the Lot of Spirit. Known to the Greeks as Daimon, this calculated lot is not a planet, nor a star, but a meeting place, an intersection of Sun, Moon, and the Ascendant. It is, above…
