By Cal Garrison – a.k.a. Mother of the Skye
This week’s Horoscopes are coming out under the light of a late, Scorpio Moon and a newly birthed Sun in Virgo. If this gives us free reign to approach things any way we want, I am going to take full advantage of that option and use this introduction to talk about what goes on when the Sun enters Virgo. What follows was written a long time ago. If you’re not in the mood, skip right along to your weekly prediction. If you are in the mood I hope you enjoy it.
You can’t party all the time. The celebratory energy that permeated the Unified Field while the sun was in Leo has served its purpose. As soon as the sun enters Virgo the proverbial “coach” turns back into a pumpkin and we have to face reality. If you just keep applauding yourself for being such a beautiful dreamer nine months of effort will go down the tubes. Even fruit rots on the vine if you don’t pick it and find a way to preserve it. And while a good roll in the hay is undoubtedly fun at some point we have to pull up our drawers, bale up the hay, and bring it into the barn, or we’ll be in big trouble come winter.
Harvesting our dreams is about getting down to business and doing something with them. The question is, “What?” For the next few weeks we have to find a way to integrate them. In order to serve our highest good everything we’ve done has to be assimilated and stored within us because it is part of our experience now; it’s part of who we are. When the visions from this cycle find their ultimate use they will serve to nourish the visions of the next cycle: because life is a continuous spiral and one dream begets another. And even though last years dreams have fully materialized they won’t feed us indefinitely any more than one corn harvest will feed a herd of cows forever.
How do we place the lessons that have emerged from this cycle and what do we know about life and ourselves that we didn’t know before? Whatever we’ve learned is there to take us to the next level. We’re here this month to figure out how well last years’ lessons have prepared us for what we don’t know yet.
I have to confess, I am a Virgo. Most Virgos hate to admit it because all the astrology books have given us such a bad rap. They paint us up to be uptight, nitpicking, control freaks who do nothing but clean behind the refrigerator and work all the time. It’s also widely accepted that all of us are prudes and none of us like to get laid. No wonder we’re self-conscious about telling people what sign we are! Who would want to be this way? It’s taken me years to figure out what Virgos are really all about and in the course of developing more love for myself I’ve developed a deep appreciation for this archetype.
Virgo is the point in the zodiac where the real world and the world of spirit become one. It’s where the Hermetic Axiom, “as above, so below” installs itself in the collective mind. The obsessive-compulsive tendencies that are characteristic of most Virgos spring from a deep desire to witness spiritual perfection, or see it reflected on the physical plane. The need for order, the love of purity, and the willingness to work harder than anyone else, come out of an innate understanding that behind what is apparent, absolutely everything we do is really a sacred act.
When the sun’s in Virgo, underneath it all, what is of this earth is being consecrated and blessed so that it can symbolically be handed over to whatever its ultimate purpose is. The fruit that gets picked off the vine doesn’t become truly glorious until it goes through the alchemical process that preserves it for future use. Transmuting lead into gold is sacred work. And at this point in the yearly dream cycle our visions are being transmuted so that we can bring them into the core of our being and understand at a deeper level how they are meant to serve us.
Virgo is the sign of the High Priestess. In the Egyptian temples the High Priestesses were the intermediaries who superintended the rituals that kept life going in the right direction. They knew where the all the sacred objects needed to be placed so that the proper energies got stirred. They were also the guardians of the sexual mysteries and acted as conduits for the spiritual force that comes through all of us at the sexual level. Contrary to popular opinion the Vestal Virgins were far from celibate. They healed the war-weary soldiers with what we now refer to as “sexual healing” when they returned from the front. It was part of the Priestess’s job — their ultimate purpose — to be sexual.
God and light flow through absolutely everything. The fine line between what is apparent and the spiritual energy that fuels it may be invisible, but it’s the point where we can tap into our own divinity. There’s so much more to what we do than meets the eye. All the visions that we’ve fostered since last years’ winter Solstice have spent nine months in the womb of creation. At this point they are on the verge of being alchemically transmuted so that their highest purpose can be served. Open your heart to that idea and use this month to recognize that all of life, and everything you do is sacred.”
Let me leave you with that, and invite you to enjoy, this week’s ‘scopes.