Muddy Days
Here’s a photo of Muddy the Mudcat. Muddy is the mascot of a town called Dunnville in Ontario, Canada. The reason that I posted a picture of Muddy is that […]
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Here’s a photo of Muddy the Mudcat. Muddy is the mascot of a town called Dunnville in Ontario, Canada. The reason that I posted a picture of Muddy is that […]
Here’s a photo of Muddy the Mudcat. Muddy is the mascot of a town called Dunnville in Ontario, Canada.
The reason that I posted a picture of Muddy is that I was just looking at my ephemeris and I realized that almost all the planets are in Capricorn or Pisces. All that earth and water together can only result in one thing: mud.
I actually like the way that Capricorn and Pisces work together, so maybe this is what I need to break away from the ennui I’ve been feeling for the past couple of months. Like a lot of people who live in northern latitudes, winter starts to get me. It isn’t until right around this time of year — when the sunshine seems to intensify — that I start to awaken from my long winter slumber. Coincidentally, the sun enters my fifth house just a moment before it enters Pisces.
But I don’t usually have all these Capricorn planets (the moon, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and Pluto) supporting me simultaneously, and that’s why I’m optimistic about the next few weeks. The rigidity of these planets in Capricorn can be softened as favorable aspects are formed with the planets in Pisces.
Of course, I’m a Capricorn with Saturn in Pisces, so maybe I’m a little more sensitive to planetary transits through these signs. All I know is that I feel as if I’ve suddenly left the cold water where I’ve spent the winter in order to find a place where I can warm up and get my energy back, like a catfish migrating to the place in the sun.
Curiously, if I used Whole Sign houses rather than the Placidus system, the ingress of the sun into Pisces would almost exactly correspond with its move into my sixth house instead of my fifth. If that were the case, I don’t believe that I would feel this boost to my vitality that I experience like clockwork every year at this time. Like a mudcat at the bottom of a lake, something compels me to swim toward the light every February.
It’s happening now . . .
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