Massive Retrograde Update, New Moon Magic, The Friday FARcast

Taurus-new-moon-solar-eclipse_OMTimes_bigstock-Decorative-Planet-Eclipse-2915122-smWith all the retrograde going down, it’s a challenge to not get sucked into the vortex of the past, a churning whirlpool of trauma and repressed memory, mixed with an often sanguine blend of sentimentality and regret—and yet it’s to the past that we’re drawn, for this is a time of great clearing and powerful cleansing. From the perspective of power dynamics, on the collective front, it’s pretty clear that we’re over the dog and pony show of party politics. People are lining up in droves behind Trump and Sanders, the latter really should be the democrats candidate but Hilary and her gang have rigged the system, providing her with a cadre of super delegates, hatched out of vials of cash rich nutrients with souls extracted for better efficiency. Bernie’s an old guy playing the game an old way, while Hilary is tapping into heavy, fourth-dimensional-influencers, casting spells under the sleepy gaze of the doleful and devoted. Yet, Sanders is hanging around, forcing Hilary to bleed more cash. In a perfect, Virgoan world, Sanders is the presumptive candidate. But it’s not—yet.

On the flip side, Ted Cruz surrenders and delivers a vicious right cross, then an elbow thrust to Heidi’s head at the end of his defeat speech. Ever wonder how buried feelings come across? Can you imagine Heidi Cruz’s wrath that Ted flopped and failed? That her dream of becoming Queen of the NAU has died for at least another four years and quite possibly, a former stripper from Europe will be the first lady. I give the Cruz marriage two years at best.

So we’re looking back during Mercury, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and Pluto retrograde. We haven’t seen this much retrograde since Yahweh changed his mind and let Abraham slaughter a lamb instead of his son.

The time is now people. Gather ye merry memories, painful and pleasant and lovingly send them down the river in a bundle of reeds, so that you can step into the glorious new body and life that Prime Creator has in store for you. What does it look like and mean? A better, more sophisticated version of who you are, without the clamor of the ego demanding your attention 24/7. We’re coming from soul 24/7 and anything less, is a drag on the system. But here’s the trick; You’ve got to have new agreements. Stop that energy from leaking out. Deny consent when it’s not in alignment/truth and you know what that is. To do so, you have to resolve the mommy/daddy thing. Get with it. Seal those connections and come from the integrated self once we move forward with all of this retrograde.

The Taurus New Moon is great for setting intentions that stick. Taurus is a fixed sign and under this Moon, we have the ability to consciously move our energy into a place that is rooted in the comfort and security of the future, yes, comfort and security. That’s what Taurus does best. Imagine, Intend, Ignite. Those are the key words for planting your spirit in the most fertile ground. It’s also one of the best days of the year to cut your hair. ☺

FRIDAY”S FARCAST

Scorpio Sun, Taurus Full Moon, Bill And Hilary And The Sollunar Connection Of Eternal Hunger

bill_hillary_rectTaurus (Brown) on the left, Scorpio (Black) on the right.

Just in time, mega storm Patricia hit the Gulf Coast as the Sun shifted into Scorpio. Weather is always a fine and dramatic indicator when signs change, especially into the deceptively calm Scorpio. On the surface, Scorpio doesn’t blink, doesn’t flinch. It’s the ultimate poker face of the zodiac. But beneath the surface there’s a raging storm churning, swirling, dark waters, sunken treasures. The Sun is currently in Scorpio, but the majority of the inner planets are still in Virgo and Libra. Venus, since it is in the close proximity to the Sun, is either in the sign of the Sun just ahead or behind. It is not as common when it is two signs behind, but this is the case when there’s a Venus retrograde and we just went through one, putting Venus in Virgo, essentially two signs behind the Scorpio Sun. This aspect forms a semi-square at present but will move into semi-sextile as Venus closes the gap and gets closer to 30 degrees. Continue reading “Scorpio Sun, Taurus Full Moon, Bill And Hilary And The Sollunar Connection Of Eternal Hunger”

Draco Hangs Low, Thuban Rises, Light And Dark Patron Saints And Kaepernick’s Chart Of Destiny

Expediting duality

Just five hours to game time and I have to get in a quick post. Spent almost all of last night bolting down the newsletter, where I go into the ritual of the Super Bowl in a more in-depth fashion. There are some very interesting aspects to note about the sky at kick-off in New Orleans, Polaris, the pole star will be at the center of the horizon, appearing in the sky, halfway up to the dark apex of night. Just to the left of Polaris, the tail of Draco hangs and appears to drop into the very Earth itself. The brightest star in the Draco constellation is “Thuban.” It was actually the pole star prior to Polaris moving into, uh, well, the pole position. It was considerably brighter then, The Great Pyramis at Khufu was oriented to “Thuban” according to archaeologists, even though the pyramid would have been built around 2200 BCE, about 500 years after the reign of Khufu. E.W. Bullinger, author of The Witness To The Stars (1893) had this to say about “Thuban.”;

“Thuban (Heb), the subtle. Some 4,620 years ago it was the Polar Star. It is still a very important star in nautical reckonings, guiding the commerce of the seas, and thus ‘the god of this world’ is represented as winding in his contortions round the pole of the world, as if to indicate his subtle influence in all worldly affairs.”

The english translation of “Thuban” is “snake” or “dragon.” Archibald Sayce, the famed Biritish Assyriologist had this to essentially said that Thuban was a star of great devotion and importance in the astrological/astronomical work of Sargon I, King of Agade, where he made Thuban the pole star aka “Tir-An-na” (which is likely where we derive the word “tyranny”) and the Life of Heaven; Dayan Same, the Judge of Heaven; and Dayan Sidi, the Favorable Judge,- all representing the god Caga Gilgati, whose name it also bore. Also cited for this star, Thuban, Draconis Dayan Esiru, the Prospering Judge, or the Crown of Heaven, and Dayan Shisha, the Judge Directing, as having the highest seat amongst the heavenly host. Here is what the great Ptolemy had to say about Thuban according to Vivian Robson;

“According to Ptolemy the bright stars are like Saturn and Mars. Draco gives an artistic and emotional but somber nature, a penetrating and analytical mind, much travel and many friends, but danger of robbery and accidental poisoning. It gives craft, ingenuity, and valor. The Ancients said that when a comet was th here, poison was scattered over the world. By the Kabalists it is associated with the Hebrew letter Mem and the 13 Tarot Trump, Death”.

Lastly, Thuban might actually bear some symbolic significance to the game itself and not just a darker, ritual import. The classical astrologer, George C. Noonan chimes in with some interesting correlations for Niner fans;

“When rising, Thuban indicates prospectors of gold and silver or those who are ministers of money (this might include accountants, clerical workers, cashiers etc. nowadays). If setting and If Mars is conjunct the Descendant or in harsh aspect with it, it is said to presage the native being burned in his own house or killed by public execution.”

Later in this piece, we’ll determine if Thuban is ascending or falling.

From a mundane perspective, at the start of the game, the ASC is in the sign of Leo (Sun/Gold). Most of the key players in this game are on the other fixed point of Scorpio, Taurus and Aquarius. Both Frank Gore and Ray Lewis (Taurus) will be front and center early in the game with Taurus on the MC. Lewis’ emotionality is not a put on. His chart is heavily doused with water, having Venus and Saturn in Cancer and Mars in Pisces. He’ll have a strong Saturn/Saturn trine today and the Scorpio Moon will trine his Mars. Ray Lewis will be pumped up for this game (states the obvious) and he has incredible, emotional support flowing in his direction. Mars is at 1 degree Pisces today and while this won’t affect Lewis as much (though he will get a hit), it does impact Ray Rice, whose Sun is at 2 degrees Pisces. So Ray will have a Sun/Mars conjunction. Plenty of Juice there. Look for him to have an extremely strong game. One last thing about the other Ray though. Lewis will have a Sun/Moon opposition as well and this, in fixed signs could be trouble for him, including muscle strain or pulls near the sacral region. With Scorpio, Colin Kaepernick, he sizes up as Lewis’ other, his shadow and it will be Lewis that will likely shadow Kaepernic on the filed today.

Immovable object meets irresistible force.

Both men will have their moments, but there will be one, where Kaepernick makes Ray look his age in a very apparent fashion.

Speaking of Kapernick, his Sun starts out at the nadir of the chart, which means potentially another slow start for the Niners. But as the game progresses, his Sun shifts the more mercurial 3rd House, where his running and passing really take off from the third quarter on.

He has Sun in Scorpio with Pluto conjunct his Sun by a one degree orb. Transiting Saturn is conjuncting both and then there’s that stinger moon. Throw in mutual reception of Pluto in Capricorn to his Sun and Kaeprnick is ready to make a star turn. Based on astrology, this is a moment of destiny. The only thing that could derail him is making risky decisions, want too much, succumbing to the desire of the Scorpio Moon.

Later in the game, as the ASC moves into Virgo, Ed Reed and Michael Crabtree’s numbers move to the fore, with emphasis on them in 4th quarter. Linebacker, Novarro Bowman’s, Gemini Sun is poised to reap the benefits of Gemini on the MC. Look for him to make a key play late in the game. Lastly as the game winds down, the all-important Part-O-Fortune or Pars Fortuna is in Sagittarius. Niner fans, you may not want to hear this, but it could come down to your kicker, Sag, David Akers to win this game.

The Ravens are riding a collective “wave of destiny” vibe and there’s not telling how the gods of the league want Ray Lewis to end his career, so there’s some heavily weighted intangibles on their side.

On a side note, digging around my research last night, I stumbled upon the official and unofficial patron saints of New Orleans. On the official side, we have St. Expedite, an enigmatic saint, of which very little is known. He was a Roman (Italian) soldier who denounced Rome and became a citizen of the Kingdom of God. He’s always portrayed with a cross instead of sword in his hand. On a symbolic level, this could be Kaepernick, but here, I believe it’s Flacco, the Ravens QB of Italian, descent. The other, un-official saint of New Orleans, is Baron Samedi, guardian of the underworld. In essence, he’s a devil figure and very, very popular around Mardi Gras, which is where we are now, in the middle of a two-week-Mardi Gras break. Samedi is usually portrayed with one half of his face white, with the other black, which symbolizes duality. Samedi=Kaepernick and his deep Scorpionic, underworld energies. In fact, one of the tattoos on his arm, from the bible, essentially says that, “my gift is my curse.” Draco, Samedi, Scorpio, Kaepernick. and based almost solely on Kaepernick’s big moment chart, I’m going with the Niners in a 27-24 victory, especially since Thuban/Draco, is ascending and in the sign of Virgo at game time. Thuban rules prospectors and in Super Bowl 47, The Niners strike gold.

Pluto In Scorpio Arrives In The Flesh–Calling Kaepernick–Polarizing The Opposition

Pluto in Scorpio is here to play quarterback and don’t give a f*ck.

As we are now fully engaged in Sag, with Mercury gone direct, entering the portal of the second decanate, we begin to focus our attention and align our assemblage point around the concept of “truth.” A major theme in the theater of the vox populi has been the revelation of truths or half-truths, or seedy confessionals from weak generals, double agents, horny Lebanese socialites and kiddie porn, smut peddlers. Their lives, lies and accusations, seeping out of the seamy cracks of their psyches, Saturn in Scorpio fully pressing down and applying maximum psychic pressure. If I were a God, I would co-create in these type of conditions to flesh everyone out, see where they truly and how they respond to the ultimate pressure, especially if I was going to start a new world. There would be no stone un-turned, no soul un-examined, no species, human, draconian, or otherwise that would be immune to the bell chamber of gravity’s inquisition. All known, all seen, all revealed, it would be easy to see who could hang or not in the after-party-forever-lounge of non-dual bliss, where thoughts manifest like sweet fruits or poisonous toadstools, beyond the speed of light.

God/Ess is smoking out the phonies, hypocrites and most convincing psychopaths with a ruthless efficiency and the means by which it’s happening can be fairly amusing.

Two weeks ago, I wrote about Colin Kaepernick, the new quarterback of the San Francisco 49ers and how he replaced Alex Smith when Mars at 25 degrees, Sag, was conjunct his natal Uranus in Sag at 25. A few weeks earlier, I had predicted that Alex Smith would get hurt in November, Kaepernick would start and Smith would never regain his starting job. It’s exactly how it has panned out.

After two weeks, Kaepernick has shown the world his omnidimensional quarterbacking skills, but more than anything else, he’s show that he could rise to the occasion under extreme pressure, like a Monday night football game against the vaunted Bears and a road game against the red-hot Saints, in their crib, the ear-bleeding Superdome, blasting opposing teams with the severe white noise of Who Dat? nation. Kaepernick stepped up and while not as brilliant as the week before, he was more than good enough under the glare and heat of the national press and 60,000 screaming Saints fans.

Smith stood on the sidelines, helmet on, ready to go in, eager and yet visibly forlorn when Kaepermnick delivered. You see, Kaepernick thrives on these situations. He’s a Scorpio Sun, 8 degrees, with his natal Pluto at 9 degrees, conjunct his Sun. Colin Kaeperinick is like dark star, consuming pressure and fear and transforming them into life force and performance. With Jupiter in Aries, trining his natal Uranus in Sag, he’s also a take-no-prisoners-warrior. Quiet, self-effacing and deeply religious, Kaepernick has an inner assassin lurking behind his Scorpionic persona.

This all came about when I noticed how Saturn was getting closer and closer to his Sun. I knew that he was destined for greatness, and soon, I also took note of the NN in Scorpio and the SN in Taurus, also favoring his rapid ascent. On the other hand, Smith would not be the recipient of such good fortune, not like last year when his career was resurrected by new coach, Jim Harbaugh and a hearty Juoiter transit in Taurus, his own sign. Smith rose like Lazarus from the grave of broken toy soldier quarterbacks.

This year is a different story however.

Smith is going through his Saturn return in Scorpio, yes, Kaeprnick’s sign, the guy that has taken his job. It’s a clear example of seeing one’s opposition reflected back at them on multiple levels. What is Smith’s lesson? Well, first of all, he’ll have to deal with a whole bunch of hidden complexes and unexamined emotional states–that’s the nature of scorpio–then he’ll have to integrate his opposite or other into his psyche. In essence, he’ll have to address qualities like ruthlessness, ambition and drive in ways that are messy, especially for someone like Smith, who has endured 7 seasons of abuse and bad coaching from the likes of Mike Nolan, who bullied and degraded Smith’s toughness in public, to Mike Singletary, who saddled Smith with the Scatman Carothers of offensive coordinators in Jimmy Raye.

After one shoulder surgery, two head coaches and five offensive coordinators later, Smith was still left standing. He had outlasted them all and his Taurean toughness and stubbornness paid off. Capricorn Jim Harbaugh became his “John The Baptist,” singing his praises and touting Smith as the key to the 49ers success, In just over a year, Harbaugh would go from John to Judas and bench Smith for Kaepernick, not because Smith was playing poorly. In fact, just before the thunder of the Rams rained down on Smith’s head and forced him out of the game, resulting in a concussion, Smith was one week off of one of the most accurate games in NFL history as a passer. Everything about the situation flew in the face of all convention. Harbaugh, an early Capricorn, 12/23/63, had transiting Mars in Cap knocking on his Sun. The uber-ambitious goat knew in his heart of quarterbacking hearts that what he had seen in Kaepernick in just two games, was better than almost all of Smith’s entire body of work.

Being a Capricorn, Harbaugh wasn’t just planning for the Saints, he was planning for the Falcons, Giants and Packers in December. Harbaugh’s playing chess on the Enterprise with Spock while the media is playing checkers with their emotions. He’s also walking the razor’s edge of psychopathology and the ruthless pursuit of right action. He has also stumbled a bit and pushed a lot of buttons along the way, This just isn’t done in pro football. Players don’t lose their jobs to injuries! Harbaugh is re-writing those rules and pissing some people off. Apparently, this is nothing new for the man that often talks in almost Knights Templaring terms, this from his recent press conference on naming Kaepernick starter; “We worry about everything, but we fear nothing, we fear no man.” Pattonesque soundbites are common from Harbaugh.

The mutual reception between Capricorn and Scorpio is getting played out between the lives and fortunes of Harbaugh and Kaepernick. My sense is, is that these two men have fought together of fields blood and glory, from other lives, other times, When Kaepernick was coming out of college, it was Harbaugh that sought him out, made sure that the Niners traded up to get him. He was Jim’s guy and drafted about 1-2 rounds higher as a result. IIt was time to go to war again. If this paradigm, doesn’t shut down fully in less than a month, or if we’re not over the fiscal cliff by then, then this duo will go down in the annals of football infamy, like Walsh and Montana, Bellichik and Brady, Lombardi and Starr, but unlike those other duos, they won’t just win games, they’ll take no prisoners, or as Harbaugh said last year, “We give no quarter and we ask for none.”

The NFL isn’t fully prepared for what they are about to witness.

But it’s not just the NFL, even journalists are having their buttons pushed. Kaepernick of course is the Pluto in Scorpio generation and his body is covered in tattoos. However, Kaepernick’s tats are all scripture. He’s like some sort of character from the Old Testament wearing the words of the prophets on his cut and ripped parchment of flesh. Now check this our, a reporter by the name of David Whitley, a guy who writes for The Sporting News, just broke an article dissing Kaepernick for his tats, essentially saying that it’s okay for NBA guys like LeBron (ahem black) to have those nasty tats, that all those guys in prison have, but not a quarterback in he NFl, no sire Jim. Here is what Whitley has to say;

“San Francisco’s Colin Kaepernick is going to be a big-time NFL quarterback. That must make the guys in San Quentin happy.

Approximately 98.7 percent of the inmates at California’s state prison have tattoos. I don’t know that as fact, but I’ve watched enough “Lockup” to know it’s close to accurate.

I’m also pretty sure less than 1.3 percent of NFL quarterbacks have tattoos. There’s a reason for that.

NFL quarterback is the ultimate position of influence and responsibility. He is the CEO of a high-profile organization, and you don’t want your CEO to look like he just got paroled.

Now along comes Kaepernick. Since taking over for Alex Smith two games ago, he has convinced everybody in the Bay area that he’s the second coming of Steve Young.

Smith is coming back from a concussion, ushering in the attendant QB controversy. But he is looking like Wally Pipp and Kaepernick is Lou Gehrig. All I can do is look in the mirror and sigh.

Forgive me, but I suffer from tattoo-ism. I sport no ink, and I don’t want any. I know that attitude qualifies me for an AARP card, and I’ve tried to get with it.

I realize tattoos are ways to pay homage to your religion, children and motorcycle gang. I’m cool with LeBron James looking like an Etch A Sketch.”

I normally stay away from accusations of racism in most instances, simply because prejudice is inborn and we all have to some degree and we need to cut each other a little slack, especially in a climate that constantly race baits from all angles to abduct our attention, but I have to say that Whitley is showing his true stripes here and they aren’t pretty, This goes back to the very beginning of this post.

Scorpio can polarize and Kaepernick, with his Sun/Pluto conjunction is doing just that.

Speaking of polarization, on last week’s show, I got into Israel’s chart and saw similar movements with the NN and SN, along with Saturn and made some predictions based on them that Israel would have to change, due to the fact that Saturn was transiting it’s First House in Scorpio and the SN would be going over it’s Sun in Taurus in the 7th. Unfortunately, I had a potential sponsor listen in on the show and they deemed it offensive on some level and I haven’t heard back from them. Well guess, what? The UN just recognized Palestine as a state, conforming to my trends that Israel’s identity would be challenged through these transits. Oh well, that’s the way these things go sometimes, just ask Alex Smith.

Grand Earth Trine, Make Love Not War, Large Object Found In Constellation Taurus

Blame it on Jupiter

I step outside on nights like these, where the wind is blowing fast, with a touch of violence in it and it feels like its ripping at the edge, like its just the start of something wilder and far less controllable. I begin to wonder about massive bodies moving through space, Planet X getting ready to get naked for Generation Y and the rest of us. I wonder about how long that kind of info could be withheld from the masses before the skies would split and the winged terror would be upon us. And once it was fast on its approach, how long would we have? If you had an e-ticket to a cushy DUMB, when would you get the urgent text on your cell phone? One day? Two days? Two weeks before God sinks the eight ball in the side pocket?

I remember when Elenin fever was at its pitch. I watched, and I watched, and I watched as people got sucked into the data vortex straight up into Google Sky, where a portion of space had been blocked out, giving rise to apoplectic blasts of dire warning and apocalyptic foaming at the mouth.

I witnessed one poor bastard on Facebook lose his mind and then his family over his obsession with Elenin. He was so convinced that we were being lied to he furiously copied and pasted as many claims as he could that supported the arrival of Elenin. It came and went and so did his marriage. His wife left him. So in some ways, Elenin did bring him the end of the world, his world as he knew it.

The global brain is still connecting the synaptical circuitry of invisible cords, firing etheric neurons that pulse and flash like quarks impersonating as inspiration. We’re working out the kinks, so we might lose a few every now and then in the beta version. They’re out on the front lines, getting their circuitry fried, trying to ground the current long enough. It takes practice. It takes patience. It takes blowing a few fuses every now and then to know how to modulate the voltage, filtering out the hum and distortion. You have to eliminate the noise.

But for all of our thinking and linking, we’re still just scratching the surface of other worlds. For all we know the guy that lost his wife due to Elenin madness might have been right. Maybe there were ships up there that scattered the space debris far and wide of the Sun. If there were, would NASA tell us? This is the world we’re living in now. On a macro-level, its on a “need-to-know” basis. We’re only gonna get the vital data and stats when it doesn’t matter.

So we’re opening our channels and it leads to proclamations like, “These are the last 26 days of your life.” Yes, that’s a reference to Clif. We’re all still here on the West Coast. Instead of going after Iran, Israel has decided to take some target practice at the Palestinians. For now, WWIII has been averted or at least pushed back.

Jupiter keeps moving placidly ahead, forming a sensual trine with Venus and Pluto. Oh la la. Who cares if Mercury has moved backwards as long as it takes us right back to bed and hopefully not alone. Over the next 24 hours, you should definitely be making love and not war.

Speaking of “love not war” and especially speaking of Taurus, there’s something that’s been spotted in the constellation of Taurus that to me, looked like some sort of freaky sex toy, but upon further review might actually be one of those massive ships that can eviscerate rogue asteroids or carriers of Dracos, if indeed its reflecting all that Tauran positivity in the grand earth trine. Go to Message To Space Eagle to catch a glimpse of this peculiar looking object, captured again, in the still frames of Google Sky.

World Series Hero David Freese, Taurus Sun Meets Up With Transiting Jupiter For Star Turn and 12/28 Is 13 Ahau, Mayan Calendars End?

This guy is having the time of his life. Can’t you tell?

I have to do a quick sports post and roll 10/28 into it as well. I usually have a good nose for really great sports moments. It must be Jupiter in Sag in my first, trining Uranus in Leo in my 9th. I can usually spot the right time to go out and experience a game, usually at a bar or pub and catch the vibe. Tonight was the latest moment like that.

I could hear the world series game in the background from my radio downstairs while I worked. I had a sense it was going to be a good one, so I hoofed it over to the Up and Under, the local (and probably only one for miles around) rugby pub. There, I witnessed the epic game six between the Cardinals and the Rangers. The Rangers were leading the series three games to two. They needed one win to take the World Series crown back to Arlington. The Cards were playing at home. The lead changed eight times and went eleven innings. It wasn’t a perfect game, but like two heavyweights, slugging it out deep into the night, just when each team delivered what looked like a crushing blow, the other team would rally and tie or take the lead. It was relentless and it would have been over and done if it wasn’t for St. Louis native, David Freese. Freese just became thee poster boy for astrology in sports.

First of all, hats off to a his last name; “Freese.” Tonight the kid had ice water in his veins. With two outs in the bottom of the ninth, St. Louis down by two runs, their season hanging by a thread, with a 3-2 count, Freese cracked a stone-cold-rope to right field, over the head on awkwardly retreating Nelson Cruz, driving in Albert Pujols and Lance Berkman to tie the game with a triple.

Two innings later, thanks to Bergman’s own heroics in the bottom of the tenth to tie the game, yet again, Freese stepped in against pitcher, Mike Lowe. Lowe was one of the Rangers last available relievers. Freese wasted no time and drove another 3-2 pitch just slightly down in the strike zone into the deepest part of the park. Game over. Local kid lives out his wildest dream.

Freese was born on 4/28/83, which of course makes him a Taurus. His Sun at 7 degrees is conjunct transiting Jupiter at 5 degrees. Jupiter/Sun is a spectacular conjunction to have on the game’s biggest stage. But it doesn’t end there. Nope. Freese has a Scorpio Moon, likely around 20 degrees, which would have made his natal Moon conjunct transiting Moon, Mercury and Venus, all in Scorpio. These late degrees were not opposing his natal Sun, however they did oppose his natal Mars and Mercury, also in Taurus. Freese is blessed with a Sun/Mars Taurus conjunction which endows him with some serious kinetic powers and a great deal of strength. That drive to center is not hit by someone with moderate power. The Scorpio conjunctions with his Moon seems to have offset any of the oppositions. He also has Jupiter in Sag conjunct Uranus in Sag with a one degree orb. That’s all about reflexes, timing and pure good fortune in the moment. Transiting Uranus in Aries was trining both Jupiter and Uranus. Whoa! Electric! Dude is on fire. He was already named M.V.P. of the NLCS and if the Cards can close it out tomorrow night, there’s a good chance he’ll be the World Series M.V.P. as well. Heady times for someone who nearly walked away from baseball just two years ago.

13 AHAU

10/28/11 is the end of the Mayan calendar in the long coun for this Tzolkin. It is 13 Ahau; “The Cosmic Christ.” The keynote for 13 Ahau is, “I endure in order to enlighten.” This is an auspicious day. Well over a year ago, I interviewed Carl Johan Calleman and we talked about this very day. He believes that this is the true end of the Mayan calendar, since on 12/21/12, the calendar does not end in 13 Ahau, but rather 4 Ahau. 13 is a much more organic end and the controversial timekeeper claims to have had this confirmed by Mayan elders in the Yucatan. What will happen? Will we all ascend together, just as in a dream I once had? Will we all have our life review simultaneously and learn who, where and how we’ve hurt others, feel their pain and disappointment, be forgiven and be reborn? Will we wake up feeling more like our true selves than ever before? We will all have the same dream with the same winning lottery numbers for every lotto on Earth and magically redistribute the wealth over night? I don’t know, but pay attention or you might miss some pertinent detail to the unfoldment of the great mystery before your very eyes.