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I had an overnight guest and I didn’t want to wake her. She was sleeping so peacefully, looked angelic, and I just wanted some coffee. Cold, cold winter’s morning. I got up and staggered to the kitchen, pleasant memories triggered by the various aromas left over. I have a hand grinder for coffee beans. I rarely use it, but the usual way to grind the beans makes far too much noise, so I was patiently grinding away while I waited on water to boil. How easily we forget? That process of grinding by hand? I recall why I never do it. Too much work for too little reward. Instead of a pot of coffee? After a few minutes, I had enough coarse-ground coffee for a single serving French-Press. For years, I used a four-cup French-Press style of coffee maker. As a coffee toy, I have a single-serve French-Press, too. I tapped the grounds into the press-pot, added the boiling water and waited about three minutes. The grounds bloomed, then settled down, and I pressed out one the best cups of coffee I’ve had in a very long time. I forgot how smooth that extraction process works; how good the flavor is; what kind of beans I was using; all of that? Slipped my mind, briefly. That single cup of coffee, hand-ground beans, French-Press extractions, and a cold winter’s morning? The coffee itself out of a fine-china mug? The last of the grounds swirling around in the bottom of the mug itself? But that coffee, the stuff between the mesh filters, the hot water, and the bottom of the mug? Some of the smoothest, most delightful coffee I’ve had in a long while. So it seemed, at the moment.
As the Aquarius times begin to unfold? Bounce back to the old ways. The rewards are great — helps to remember that.
Pisces
For more than decade, maybe two? I’d have to check with the books to know for sure, but for some time now, I’ve used the Roman Stoic, Emperor Marcus Aurelius and his Meditations as a source of solace. I don’t hit it every day, not like a daily meditation, but from time to time, and I have at least three or four different translations that I favor, but from time to time I use the stoic ideals as a source of comfort. Venus, and Neptune, are a source of Pisces comfort. That’s the good news. Good news? [continue reading…]
We do debase ourselves, cousin, do we not,
To look so poorly and to speak so fair?
King Richard II in Shakespeare’sRichard II (III.iii.127-8)
Horoscopes for 1.16.2020
The Sun enters the tropical zodiac sign of Aquarius, the Water Bearer, January 20, 8:54 AM CST, more or less. Mileage may vary. Pluto and Saturn, conjunct in Capricorn. And it means?
Capricorn
First of January, actually, more like the end of December, I started cleaning up and clearing out. Crap that no longer serves me. Books that I won’t ever read again and carry little — if any — sentimental meaning. There was an old computer, an outdated laptop. Again, of no value to me. It was so old the battery was dead, and I failed to even have any kinds of connectors for it — no way to plug it in. Dropped it off to be “recycled,” and this kind of adventure?
Clearing out and cleaning up? Really an apt choice for the times. That first attempt at Capricorn cleaning and clearing? Didn’t work out so well, now did it? This next few days, late Capricorn birthdays included, this next couple of days are superior for that cleansing process. Shows up differently for different folks. But the process to get engaged with? Clearing, cleaning, cleansing. In some order, adjust as need be, Capricorn. (Concatenate.)
Aquarius
There’s always an event like that — feels like being on what I imagine a rocket sled would feel like. Or top fuel dragster, only more. Faster. More hurried. Rush, rush, rush, then a gentle stop at the end. Maybe not gentle, but not as abrupt as the start. I always liked the image of the little parachutes slowing down the top-fuel rails. It does feel like that, doesn’t it? [continue reading…]
So flies the reckless shepherd from the wolf;
So first the harmless sheep doth yield his fleece,
And next his throat unto the butcher’s knife.
King Henry in Shakespeare’s Henry 6.3 5.6.7-9
Horoscopes for 1.9.2020
Capricorn
Pure magic. In my own mind, it’s pure magic. Motoring along under the winter sky, a brilliant, early evening sunset display, and in the background, the gentle — slightly nasal — twang of Robert Earl Keen on the stereo. It’s a live version, and he’s either singing about waitress named Shelia, or the family getting drunk at Xmas time, or how the road goes on forever, with this coming off one of various “live” albums. Essential Texas music — REK has a birthday coming up — and the perfect backdrop for this week’s excursions.
Capricorn excursions.
More than 20 years ago, Robert Earl Keen’s “Live #2” perfectly captured the essence of a Texas honky-tonk, dive-bar, road-house band sawing its way through local hits. I am unsure that the music ever totally transcends the Texas experience, too. Still, this is part of the hues and shades of my world, and on that winter’s eve, setting Sun is in Capricorn, Mr. Robert Keen is singing about some aspect of life around here, and the as the light leaks out of the day, there’s a sense that we’re doing what we’re supposed to be doing. Saturn is here to check up on Capricorn, and Jupiter making sure that this sails along without a hitch.
Aquarius
I dug around in some historical crap to get a better sense of what this alignment in Capricorn is all about. This has happened before, and what it does, for Aquarius? This was about foundations. Foundations for a revolution. Foundations for sweeping social and economic change. Fundamental shifts in the zeitgeist of the times, a better understanding of man’s place in the world. Or woman’s place, whatever. Humans. Sweeping shifts in humanity’s outlook, and this led to a better grasp of what is really important.
