When I first posted this I didn’t have any one image that I thought would apply to the whole week, but one found me very soon thereafter. I was walking in the woods, out where there was nothing man-made but a slim trail, and suddenly I looked ahead and to the right, and there was an enormous cedar tree, at the base of which sat a gleaming white plaster death mask. I say ‘death mask’ as there were no nostril openings through which a living person would breath while having a mask made.
This was startling, and eerie; I could’ve easily walked by and not even seen it–but once seen, I couldn’t look away. We had left the house without the phone (something we never do) so I was unable to take a picture. What was it doing in the middle of a forest, almost hidden and yet in plain sight? At first I thought it was an art piece, something remarkable for those who ventured into the woods, a kind of reward or surprise: look! Something you never expected.
But the more I thought about it, the more I thought it may be a memorial, made to honor someone who loved the forest; maybe in it’s own way it represents the living returning the spirit of someone no longer here to a wild state. Happening so close to my birthday it made me think about my death day. Maybe it’s a reminder that we will be leaving something behind, and maybe we should be as mindful as possible about what that is.
Update 9 October: we went back to that forest, followed the same path, and got a pic of the mask (which may be more like an entire head!) where it sits at the base of a big tree.
Just thought I’d pop in with a few points about this week. Sunday, the 8th, is the day to get ‘it’ done–real-world efforts can see solid progress that builds the future–and work done today plants the seed for new growth which likely springs from matters ended or conclusions drawn at the recent Full Moon. Neither finances nor relationships offer the kind of support we need, and perceptions may be fogged by guilt, a regrettable past, or something we are in denial of; that’s why aiming for, acting for, and keeping an eye on what we want the future to be is so important now.
On the 9th we may witness the transformative or destructive power of words and thoughts; realize that one must create détente between the values and obligations, and what we know to be practical and wise, if things are to work out today.
The 10th Jupiter enters Scorpio and we are alight with our ambitions and goals. This makes for an atmosphere where we may feel opportunity requires excavation–but in reality we would do better to recognize that there are things we just don’t know, and perhaps should reach out and learn the details before wielding a shovel. Make sure choices and actions aren’t sourced from hurt feelings or a need for revenge–those things may motivate, but what they make us do or accept is decidedly unwise.
Here’s a little more info on Jupiter in Scorpio–
On the 11th it feels like we’re running into a brick wall at every turn–but in reality we’re being required to access intuition and deep knowing (the kind where we ‘know but don’t know’), and find the worth in those matters that offend or enrage, or that we currently ignore or deny. Wading in and dealing with difficult or unpleasant areas shows us the way to make progress.
For the 12th I suggest doing what’s healthy, and being absolutely honest with yourself. Accept no delusions, in anyone’s thinking.
The 13th may be a very odd day, in that circumstances and even personalities seem to shape-shift repeatedly. Mine relationships to both understand hurt (your own and others’) and access skills (yours).
On the 14th Venus enters Libra and we must, I mean must, adjust thinking away from the inclination to criticize, cause hurt, or deny instincts. Relationships show up fresh in the psychic equivalent of a new suit–appreciate that this allows petty or irrelevant issues to fall away.
Have a wonderful week!
Robin said:
Happy Birthday Ms. Julie! ❤
Thank you, Ms. Robin!
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s&r said:
Faithful reader here. Oh, the image and your reflections ring so true! I have been in an on and off again relationship for ten years now. I always seem to be comulsively agitating for more commitment in the specific form of introducing my FWB to my adult son and the rest of my family. As that potential comes closer to happening, I have been pushed by my friend into the recognition that by bringing ourselves forward to the world, the safety and comfort of the hiding place we have given one another will be afftected in ways we cannot perhaps entirely predict. Something will be lost. The compulsion I have always felt has made it impossible for me to admit this to myself in the past. Now, having admitted it, I can pause and admire how incredibly beautiful and wondrous our friendship still is; a remote place known to our families, but experienced only by ourselves thus far.
Hi Faithful, How much of ourselves to show others, or to make public, is an ongoing question. So glad you realized before plunging in that sharing the relationship with others more fully could alter it forever. This has clearly given you a new appreciation of what you have, with the best news being you can now make choices with eyes fully open. Good luck going forward, and kudos to you both for your high level of awareness, and your willingness to share your experience with others.
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H. said:
Happy Birthday Week, Julie 🙂
Death has been on my mind a few days before Jupiter into Scorpio and I hadn’t even tied the two (that is, wasn’t conscious). It’s not morbid though, not yet anyway. Halloween should be fun this year 🙂
Thank you, s&r, for sharing that. Food for thought for me…
For the first 8 years of our marriage my husband’s family didn’t know I existed. Eventually I insisted on ‘coming out’, and, while no regrets, the nature of all facets of our relationship is different, because of that.
Thank you, H. I had a wonderful week 🙂
That’s interesting about thoughts of death preceding Jupiter’s entry into Scorpio. I felt the same thing, though saw it more as endings; it felt seasonal, so I put it down to the Sun and Mercury squaring Pluto–but I do see how the planet of optimism entering the Scorpionic realm could prompt dark thoughts–and I guess death is the darkest. That Scorpio cave is chilling, and throws a pall on Jupiter’s otherwise cheerful nature, but Jupiter soon grows used to the dark–and we start to discover what really lives there, as opposed to all those untested beliefs about it that we carry around the rest of the time, when we’re out in the light.
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Zack said:
Yesterday I was on a long drive through the back hollows of West Virginia, thinking about hunting season and the friend I had just visited and the camp I’m setting up to get away from all the mold in my life, and though I physically felt and still feel horrendous, I was also feeling a deep heartening, like sonar pulses of relief and glee.
I took my time bumping and rocking along slowly through the fall foliage–occasionally passing a cross on the sharpest curves or a steep slope full of giant, rusted pieces of machinery looming like the skeletons of ancient creatures–feeling poisoned, altered, and pained, but also deeply revelling in a basic feeling of fullness and presence. Fall is always so comforting and I wish I could freeze everything there and bask forever. It’s when I come alive!
Thank you for that brief mental vacation, Zack, via that lovely narrative (though perhaps not so lovely for you). I agree with you about autumn–my favorite time of year, comforting and renewing, somehow.
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