(Thursday, April 17, 2014) In the spirit of Robert Moss, who advises a symbolist approach to waking life:
Tuesday morning I awoke at 2. The lunar eclipse, which began at 1:30, was visible from my bedroom window. The moon, a dusty orange-red, appeared to levitate directly above the giant Scotch pine in my back yard. Like a blessing. Beautiful beyond means to express.
So of course I could not fall back to sleep. I would lift my head off the pillow periodically through the night to get a view of the evolving spectacle.
By 4 o’clock the blood had drained from the moon. It glowed brilliant white in the blue dawn sky, falling into the horizon and appearing to nest in the boughs of the pine like an egg.
I rose to do my morning meditation, sitting upright on two big pillows with my cell phone nestled between my feet, timer set.
It was a quiet meditation, but towards the end of it four Dakota women appeared, very far off in the distance. My ancestors: they knew me. Coming from the northwest, they traveled rapidly towards me, with great intention. Their faces were deep red and round like the moon. They wore beaded moccasins, shawls and trade-cloth dresses from the nineteenth century. I realized that they were returning earth spirits, on an urgent mission to teach forgotten lessons of respect for Mother Earth to any who will listen.
I looked at my timer. It was 4:44, which made me think of the four directions. Also the coming cardinal grand cross and Easter (this Sunday), the cross of the crucifixion.
This blood moon is the first of a series of four that will occur over the next 18 months. The moons are being called the tetrad.
The cardinal cross will be stationary at 13 degrees on April 23, exactly conjunct the axis of my natal chart: Jupiter in Cancer on my ascendant, Mars in Libra on my nadir, Pluto in Capricorn on my descendent and Uranus in Aries on my midheaven. Interesting times.
I love your writing. What a lovely vision of the four Dakota women who came to visit. Lots of fours-seems very positive.