The beautiful thing about telling the truth is that it only leads to success and for the sake of not having to turn this post into a novel I simply say “fear is the dark side of prophecy”. So I write this as an example of hope, faith, and love; as an experience both understood and rediscovered.
I can only find a few words that can touch the reality of those days and those words can only lie under a canopy of beauty. Realizations ran through my soul like a raging river and in no other period of time in my life have I found myself so many times literally on my knees, in tears of awe.
I had always stuck my neck out for my friends, whether they’ve seen it or not. But, not in a blind selfless way. It just made sense to take care of my friends so that maybe one day, if they so chose, they may understand the grace of forgiveness and do the same for me. So seemingly lost, never before so sincerely, with Orion shining bright in the dead of night, I begged God for understanding.
As the days and months past I felt as if my prayers were being answered. Only, the answers were being not only found in the moment, but in the past, and in the future. As if everything that I had foolishly chosen for the sake of not ever feeling the need to say “what if?”, was in fact the best choice. As if everything that I had chosen for the sake of Love and fate, was in fact the foundation of what was becoming, increasingly, seemingly, clearly, a great choice.
I’ve come to absolutely trust in astrology, not as a religion, not as tool to make my day seem easier to understand, but in like knowing what time the sun will rise again, and when again the moon will draw and swell the seas. Just as evergreens timing their photosynthesis on the sunrise and sunset is only a portion of the totality of life. This story of rebirth is only a chapter of a much grander epic.
Four years later, a friend was passing around a birthday book that, in great detail, went into the nature of people as according to the positions of astrological bodies on their birthdays. During those days in the winter and spring of 2005 leading up to my 29th birthday I experienced a fear so deep that I felt as if I walked a rope so high that if I fell I would be lost forever and if I made it to the other side I would be a hero. Reading my birthday page out of this book was like watching a movie replay the fate, fear, hope, and love of those days.
I found this that spring simply by checking the update page of my favorite website. A site that I found by simply looking for more information about an author that was covinced Christ was a man as I have always felt, a site written by the nuclear physist Daniel S. Ward who happened to live only a few miles away.
In terms of the future, on July 20, 2005, the planets Saturn and Chiron will be in their fifth opposition of the 21st Century in the signs of Leo and Aquarius — degrees symbolized by the key words, ‘conflagration’ and ‘concretization of an ideal’. The two solar symbols for July 20th itself are ‘Inner rebirth through a total acceptance of the primordial values manifest in the human body and its natural functions’, and ‘The intuitive weighing of alternatives’.” [2] There may indeed be drama afoot when the “Maverick” once again opposes the “Establishment”! Stay tuned!
The pic at the foot of this site was taken by Viking 1 on my birthday July 20th, 1976.
The Maverick
The beautiful thing about telling the truth is that it only leads to success and for the sake of not having to turn this post into a novel I simply say “fear is the dark side of prophecy”. So I write this as an example of hope, faith, and love; as an experience both understood and rediscovered.
I can only find a few words that can touch the reality of those days and those words can only lie under a canopy of beauty. Realizations ran through my soul like a raging river and in no other period of time in my life have I found myself so many times literally on my knees, in tears of awe.
I had always stuck my neck out for my friends, whether they’ve seen it or not. But, not in a blind selfless way. It just made sense to take care of my friends so that maybe one day, if they so chose, they may understand the grace of forgiveness and do the same for me. So seemingly lost, never before so sincerely, with Orion shining bright in the dead of night, I begged God for understanding.
As the days and months past I felt as if my prayers were being answered. Only, the answers were being not only found in the moment, but in the past, and in the future. As if everything that I had foolishly chosen for the sake of not ever feeling the need to say “what if?”, was in fact the best choice. As if everything that I had chosen for the sake of Love and fate, was in fact the foundation of what was becoming, increasingly, seemingly, clearly, a great choice.
I’ve come to absolutely trust in astrology, not as a religion, not as tool to make my day seem easier to understand, but in like knowing what time the sun will rise again, and when again the moon will draw and swell the seas. Just as evergreens timing their photosynthesis on the sunrise and sunset is only a portion of the totality of life. This story of rebirth is only a chapter of a much grander epic.
Four years later, a friend was passing around a birthday book that, in great detail, went into the nature of people as according to the positions of astrological bodies on their birthdays. During those days in the winter and spring of 2005 leading up to my 29th birthday I experienced a fear so deep that I felt as if I walked a rope so high that if I fell I would be lost forever and if I made it to the other side I would be a hero. Reading my birthday page out of this book was like watching a movie replay the fate, fear, hope, and love of those days.
I found this that spring simply by checking the update page of my favorite website. A site that I found by simply looking for more information about an author that was covinced Christ was a man as I have always felt, a site written by the nuclear physist Daniel S. Ward who happened to live only a few miles away.
The pic at the foot of this site was taken by Viking 1 on my birthday July 20th, 1976.