THE COSMIC FORECAST: JULY & AUGUST 2019
Every month we get the cosmic lowdown from Michael Nourse, Wildform’s in-house astrologer. TBH, the summer forecast is kind of a nail-biter. Expect limited visibility, tornado-intensity feelings, and plenty of lightning rods. Grab your galoshes!
This month the Sun enters Cancer—the sign of the Moon—inside a partial lunar eclipse. Now that is a thing to discuss.
The Moon represents the psyche in the skies. It’s a dead, non-spinning mass that reflects sunlight and the earth’s shadow in its movement around earth. Like a mirror, the Moon reflects a version of sunlight but not the direct source. This is a phenomenon very much like the mind. Our idea of a beach landscape is not the landscape itself. We may say “ocean” but that will never fully convey it. The mind represents. It does not exist outside of the external stimulus of the world.
“The moon nourishes us with facts that allow us to navigate the world with know-how and poise. It nourishes us with stories that encourage us not discourage us from our happy selves.”
Everything we can think of is a product of the mind precisely because of the thoughts involved. To experience no-thought is to experience our existence directly and precisely on its own terms, unfettered by the narratives we place on top of life. The is the goal of meditation and the true goal of yoga—not the dope crow pose that bests everyone else’s in our vinyasa class.
When the Moon as mind becomes eclipsed, thought is interrupted; concepts can go slack, logic gets distressed. Psychology often becomes triggered during a lunar eclipse unless we can steady ourselves in a consciousness beyond our baseline identity as a Self. Bias takes hold. Equanimity becomes harder to maintain. Bias says, “This is this thing. I’m certain of it.” Equanimity says, “This might be this thing. Let it inform me.” Bias tells a thing what it is. Equanimity asks a thing to reveal itself in an allowing space.
“This is likely to be a month of disproportionate responses, screwball interactions, and off-base assessments.”
And thus Cancer season—when the Sun is in the Moon constellation—begins with the world mind duly disrupted. It’s a phenomenon best illustrated by President Trump’s eclipse-eve racist tweetfest and the identity politics backlash now consuming the media. Media is a mind product, made of minds for minds; and Trump was born on a full lunar eclipse. The mad scramble for ownership of identity is on! A race for dominance where minds waver in every direction regardless of political affiliation. The nation gets triggered. We emotionally spin and imagine key areas of our lives spinning into bigger problems than they generally are. We conflate and inflate to the detriment of sanity. Worry wins. The Moon (mind) goes subtly dark.
Oh. And did I mention that Mercury is Retrograde (introspective intellect) and teaming up with debilitated Mars (dysfunctional action) and this brand new Cancer Sun? What the hell? Are we f**ked?
“The remedy is simple and immediate if we want: Don’t buy in to the stories in our heads.”
In a sense, yes. This tricky combination skews diplomacy, the foundational engineering of relationships. This is likely to be a month of disproportionate responses, screwball interactions, and off-base assessment in “narrating” the world. But the remedy is simple and immediate if we want: Don’t buy in to the stories in our heads.
Seek the quiet beyond the loud. Observe, don’t decide. Ask for sanity, not more vanity.
We really have so little to gain from telling the world what it is. At the core of all this political divisiveness is a control freak arrogance born of weakness and fear. And it’s happening on all sides. When we tell someone who they are then we can’t hear them anymore.
The moon / mind is a nurturer in its purest, highest sense. It nourishes us with facts that allow us to navigate the world with know-how and poise. It nourishes us with stories that encourage us not discourage us from our happy selves. And the collective world mind is on the struggle bus right now. Give it love, give it patience, give it grace. Lunacy is a choice. We can choose love and choose to listen, or we choose fear and choose to feud. I’ll give you a hint: sanity has a better shot at happiness.