So. I notice today that Fulford has a new fulmination, and Cobra has posted a new message as well — about Uranus square Pluto (and the archons)! Was glad to see that he advises getting into nature and gardening. That certainly does seem to be the antidote for my too-fevered brain and is where my body just naturally heads.
Here’s a little photo essay of our walk, Sunday morning, in this wonderful little park, the first state park in Indiana, now over 1800 acres, about 20 minutes west of Bloomington.
We headed immediately for the creek bed, as that was the coolest place,
and walked along its rocky, water-starved bottom, the rocks reminding me of the tricky, unpredictable Uranus/Pluto transit (exact yesterday for the first of seven conjunctions from 2012-2015): how we have to constantly pay attention to where our feet are, to continuously balance and re-balance our center of gravity, so as to maintain grace under pressure . . .
Tree roots also know how to balance conflicting forces, weaving their gnarled selves into the soil and rocks with nature’s effortless mastery of all the prevailing conditions and fusing them into a whole, itself a part of a larger whole, and again and again, wholes within wholes within wholes, fractal patterns from nano to intergalactic . . .
Puppy Shadow’s hard to see, even in that late morning’s chiaroscuro of light and Shadow . . .
One more picture of the beautiful Falls and we were done, plumb tuckered out after the delicious, neighborly revelry of the afternoon and evening before — during which, I might add, even the frogs in the pond croaked their pleasure. I forgot to mention that one of the frogs jumped clear over Leah, as she was leaning into the pond! How’s that for a surprising Uranus/Pluto event!