Hello chicks!!! How nice to have a lunation in Capri without Pluto doing its thing! It’s no longer in the brand, and it shows. Of course, in a few days he perfected his opposition to retro Mars.
It may not be time to go all out yet, but with Saturn square to Jupiter and Mercury in mutable signs, we could benefit from a break and reflection with all the time in the world.
As you know, this December 30, the Sun and Moon come together on the 9th of Capricorn, beginning a six-month process that will culminate on July 10th. For now, the only aspect the luminaries make is a sextile to Saturn in Pisces, their ruler.
This new moon therefore has a possibilistic, stabilizing and calm character which opens the opportunity to grant yourself a little break to take care of something that has remained unresolved or that you have dreamed of for a while.
🥳 Oh, and if you want to make some New Year’s intentions, tonight is the night. ✨
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As the New Moon approached, I remembered something I read a long time ago. In ancient Rome, patrician families had the privilege of placing the wax masks of their ancestors in the atrium of their house, inside a cupboard which was only opened at times of passage, like the funerals and special festivities.
The intention of keeping this set of faces was to keep alive the memory of their genealogy, which legitimized their status or the continuity of family power. During funerals, for example, actors were sent to wear these funerary masks, initially made of colored wax, then also made of stone or bronze.
These solemn masquerades, in which the actor temporarily pretended to embody the deceased, to fill his absence and ritually articulate his vital movement, would give birth, it is believed, to theatrical interpretation and to the notions of person and character.
When it was time to keep ancestors in the closet, they were organized into kinship lines, in the form of a family tree. Although there is no evidence of the origin of this practice, it was present throughout the Republican period.
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As an astrologer, I know that there are entire regions where the population does not know their date of birth. People have also come to me who do not know how to translate their calendar into the one we use to write the letter, or people who, due to the circumstances of their arrival in the world, do not know exactly where they come from or When. they have arrived.
Is it a privilege to know our origin? Is it a privilege to be heirs to these ancient stories which support the identity of the clan and give it its reason for being?
When I was a child, I had a friend who, don’t ask me why, loved the monarchy. One day, at his house, he played me a CD with a sort of genealogical encyclopedia of the king. It overwhelmed me to see all these pale women and milky gentlemen dressed in gold and tulle. But there was no shortage of data. How important they were!
Perhaps knowing our tree is like walking on the shoulders of unafraid titans, from the solemn safety of the other side. But also, due to the dehumanization of their memory and the heavy slab of their resounding memory – forever closed – ancestral figures can also judge what they see through the peephole of the closet.
Because they were, right?
Honoring these personalities who have already exhausted their time, putting our precious and ephemeral heartbeat at their service, can be very expensive. Because bringing these wax ancestors to life, honoring their unfinished mission, often has the price of transforming us into an empty mask in the closet.
Even if the world insists on talking about merits, social mobility and luminescent successes, where the label always indicates, tirelessly, that if you want, you can… It escapes no one that the fact of being born in a given country, in a historical era or in a given family… is probably the most determining factor for lifestyle, goals, achievements and aspirations. Will this revelation be enough reason to show compassion and solidarity?
Gentlemen and ladies patricians, nothing to admire. Maybe the dispossessed of the earth can choose their own tree, fill it with witches, good ghosts and animals.
🐵🎭🐟 A huge hug, and happy New Moon!
