Star Struck Style

It’s just after eight o’clock where I live and there is barely a glimmer of daylight on the horizon. It’s dark outside!

I do live very far north. In face, Edmonton is the most-northerly major city on the continent. Still, it’s not much further north than London, and it’s not nearly as far north as many other major European cities. I’m not in this alone when I wonder where the sunshine went.

Anyway, everything changes on Saturday night for me when the sun enters Capricorn. While I really don’t start to notice a big change in the length of days until February, just knowing that the northern hemisphere is on the right side of the winter solstice makes me happy.

The sun moves from one sign to the next every thirty days, so there isn’t really much to say about the astrological significance of the solstice. This year the solstice happens just a few days before the new moon in Capricorn, so the night of Christmas is going to be a dark one with no moon in the sky. Venus, however, will brighten the sky about an hour after sunset for the final few days of the year.

Other than that, I’m going to have look elsewhere to find a glimmer of light in the sky. I try to get outside during the day, and I do my yoga classes in a room with south-facing windows to soak up the sun whenever I can. If I didn’t make a conscious effort to find the light, I imagine that this time of year would be even more oppressive for me. But, as I already mentioned, knowing that I’m at rock-bottom makes me appreciate that the only way to go is up. That’s the Capricorn spirit, and that’s probably why I feel energized when the sun returns to this place every year. With the current pile-up of planets in my sign, I’m feeling more Capricorn-like than ever, and more optimistic about what this new season will bring for me and my fellow goats. On Christmas Day, that feeling will come to a peak.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go stare at the horizon until I know that the sun is going to come up. You can never be too sure . . .