The Ugly Truth and Beyond

(approximate reading time 5-10mins)

A belated Happy Thanksgiving to all!

I hope that your holiday is filled with community, love, healing and abundance.

I had a wonderful Thanksgiving celebration that was simple and sweet: only myself, my sweetheart, my new friend/housemate and her daughter, an afternoon movie (Justice League!) and later, “breaking bread” together, but only very light cooking on our parts (thank you, “Evolution Fast Food”, for our vegan meal!).  

Done!  Lovely!

Sitting down to eat with my friends, I was overcome with gratitude, and we toasted our appreciation of each other and the beautiful day we were experiencing together.  But something was moving in the shadows of my awareness, and I couldn’t ignore it.

Here I was engaging with others in a tradition that has come to be about sharing with a community of loved ones the prosperity, abundance and blessings that are experienced-symbolized by plentiful dishes of food and drink-and in the midst of my appreciation and joy, something was bothering me and didn’t quite sit well in the moment.

I couldn’t help but think about the genocide of the Native Americans. 

Yes, I’m going there.

In honor of the sign Scorpio, I have to talk about the ugly truth on which this holiday is built.

It’s very Scorpionic to look at these uncomfortable truths within ourselves at an individual and collective level.  It is during the Scorpio times that we have extra support for doing the “dirty-work” of confronting our shadows, our wounds, our unconsciousness and healing.

And as a collective, we have never healed from the genocide of the Native Americans.  All of that remains in shadow.

But I think all of the wounds and pain from this (and many other collective wounds from other events in our history), the beginning of our country, are beginning to rise to the surface of our consciousness for confrontation, healing and ultimate transformation.

So, there I was celebrating with friends, but I felt like crying because the Native American pain and wounding is my wounding.  It is all of our wounding.

If we are all celebrating with gratitude, then we must bring into awareness the ugly truth that we are celebrating the Native Americans’ great sacrifice so that we could have this country called America.

And in some twisted way, in that moment with friends, I felt like offering up a solemn “thank you” to my Native American brothers and sisters, those long gone and those still with us.

And of course, I hope the awareness doesn’t stop there but expands further and further into ancestral, collective and individual healing in this web of planetary consciousness we all share.

I know we don’t want to think about this during Thanksgiving.  I know it is uncomfortable. 

It’s also uncomfortable for all of the women and men who are courageously coming forward and revealing the ugly truths of sexual harassment and misconduct forced on them in their pasts.  I’m sure it is just as uncomfortable for them as it is for the perpetrators of the sexual abuse who are being outed.

All of these ugly truths are being brought up from the depths and into the light of day. 

This is Scorpio’s function.

I suppose we would all be paralyzed with bitterness and depression, if we only did the digging up of the shadow material but never healed it.  But if we respond well to Scorpio’s process, then we begin the healing process, and we eventually move on to Sagittarius’ processes.

Whereas Scorpio focuses a great deal of its energy on the truths buried in the shadows of the unconscious (and not all of these truths are ugly!), the truths that we don’t want to face, Sagittarius explores many more of those truths that help to lift us further out of our pain and wounding-universal truths.

At its best, the quest of Sagittarius is all about the ever-expanding journey of updating truths and ultimately coming to know those universal truths about our existence that would serve to anchor our joy, inspiration and hope for the future of our species.

Now, with Venus and Jupiter in Scorpio and the Sun, Mercury and Saturn in Sagittarius, we are attempting to integrate these two psychic functions and evolutionary processes.  

Let’s get down into the muck of those ugly truths and do that Scorpionic work of making the unconscious conscious and healing, but let’s not stop there.  Let’s continue on in our evolutionary journey into the exalted truths of life and existence that our Sagittarius natures can help us to know and integrate into our ever-spiraling journey of expansion.

One of these truths is that in spite of the ugliness we have done and continue to do as individuals and as a collective, there is beauty alongside it. 

There is far more beauty.

And there is far more love than we have ever been capable of comprehending.

We are growing and becoming more aware.

We are brothers and sisters, all, in this ancient, collective evolutionary process.

I am hopeful that we are more ready than ever for some of these more loving and beautiful truths to dawn in our hearts.

A Libra Moment

(approximate reading time 10-15mins)

I didn’t know what I was going to write about for Libra season. The inspiration was slow to come, and I didn’t want to force the flow of words.

Yesterday, my own struggle was the catalyst for the in-breath of inspiration, and it came in the midst of taking action that very much represents the Libra way.

You see, five, sometimes six days a week, I drive for Lyft in the San Francisco Bay Area. Oh, but I don’t call it by its real name. To me it is “San Obstacle Course: The Wild, Wild West Edition”! It is a high-difficulty course that is full of people in a rush to get to where they are going: cyclists, pedestrians, skate-boarders, and of course, the cars, Muni-trains, buses and large trucks. On top of that, the city has decided to do a huge amount of street construction all at one time (this is not including the many building construction projects that are happening at the same time and causing various lanes to be shut down), and it is being done during the middle of morning rush-hour!

To put the icing on the cake, every now and again, you get a poor, homeless soul who decides to
tempt fate, walk right out into on-coming traffic and then proceed to shout obscenities at all the people in the cars (and at the cars!) for daring to come screeching to a stop before almost hitting said soul.

So, you can imagine the stress level and jangled nerves of just about everyone driving on these streets from day-to-day. It’s hard to keep one’s cool, composure and sense of peace. If everyone were patient, courteous, forgiving and kind, it would all be much more pleasant. But many are exactly the opposite and contribute whole-heartedly to the chaos that regularly erupts on this modern city obstacle course.

I do my darndest to stay calm and peaceful, to “let go” of hostile, crazy energy flying my way on a regular basis.

The past few weeks, however, I have noticed a certain voice in my head getting louder and louder. I call this voice “Irritable Igor”. He is unhappy about everything and complains about everything. From his high-horse of righteousness, he judges, criticizes and condemns others for every little and big thing they do on the road (or near the road!) of which he doesn’t approve. He likes to point out what is wrong, flawed and needs to be fixed.

Along with this voice comes tension and an elevated heart rate. Let one person on the road even make a tiny mistake and it can sometimes feel as if I’m about to explode!

“Whoa, hold on, here,” I said to myself yesterday. “Just STOP!”

In that moment I made a choice to shift my perspective. Either I was going to continue to focus on all the “wrong” in my reality, or I was going to choose to focus on all the “right”. Either I was going to continue to add to the chaos on the roads, or I was going to respond with peace and kindness and contribute to what I would like to see and feel more of on the roads.

I took a few deep breaths. I told myself the truth that none of the chaos was personal. And then I decided to become aware of the miracle of my existence right in that moment, riding down the street in my car that I had previously named “Tao 2.0”.

It was a moment of grace. A moment of relief. I started to pay attention to my life flowing in that moment and all of the input coming in from my five senses. A miracle. I sighed and felt some of my awe for life return. Yes, even in the midst of “The Wild, Wild West”.

Peace returned.

Inspiration returned.

I had a Libra moment.

Libra is the part of us that seeks peace, balance and harmony. It is all about relationship and how to relate from a place of grace, poise, equilibirum and harmony. Libra’s challenge is to hold it all, the good, bad and the ugly, and still maintain its balance and poise.

No easy task, right?

Not at all. But we do have help. We have love always quietly calling us to embrace a more inclusive perspective and set of behaviors that will lead us to the peace we seek. We also have tremendous and infinite beauty to be seen and experienced any time we choose to see and experience it. We never have to go anywhere to find it. It is always right there where we are, breathing us, living us.

And we have each other.

Right now, Venus, goddess of peace, love and the arts/beauty (and ruler of the sign Libra), is still in critical Virgo. So, even though the Sun and Mercury are in Libra and supporting that movement toward deep peace and harmony, Venus is still prompting us to see what’s wrong in an attempt to improve it. This positive intent can easily turn negative and become harsh complaining and criticism and nothing more. This has been a tricky time for seeing the beauty of it all! But as she crosses over into Libra on Saturday, October 14, we may all find ourselves breathing much needed deep sighs of relief.

It doesn’t always come automatically. Sometimes (much of the time!) we have to work for it.

Choose peace within first.

Come into harmony within first.

Experience the beauty in the present moment.

Share it with someone.

Even one brief moment of grace, of peace, makes the work worth it.

Peace has a magical quality that renews us and turns our chaotic perspectives into something brand new.