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‘Self-portrait with Japanese umbrella’ 1891, by Olga Boznańska {{PD}}

What fresh hell is this, that we know the smart thing, the practical thing, the wise thing, and yet we talk ourselves into trashing the whole thing by telling ourselves what we’re faced with preserving, nurturing, or accelerating has no worth? We’ve got two days of it coming, of dealing with our own avoidance of reality, or insistence on living in the past; neither accomplishes what we think it will. There’s also the matter of opposites (or complementary) energies at odds, where we quite naturally find ourselves in a position contrary to that of our opposite number–and so at an impasse with them.

We may find it helps to ‘think like a woman’, whatever that means to you, preferably one who’s intelligent, Self-possessed, and not hesitant to exercise her own authority. Strangely, we may have persuaded ourselves that such an approach would be detrimental, beneath us, or ‘weak’–but it’s really about mustering the right kinds of sensitivity, which are almost certainly not the kinds most of us normally turn to when sending feelers out into the Universe.

So where’s our silver lining in all this? It’s in those relationships that empower us, where we are cherished and valued, where our ‘natural’ Self is the best thing we can be–there are no expectations for our conformity to social mores or anyone’s judgment. If one or more relationships just like that, that let you be You with a capital ‘Y’, spring to mind, your task is to recognize the Love you receive from them, and nurture them; if no such relationship in your life right now exists, your job is to get new relationships.

‘Friedrichstraße on a rainy night’, by Franz Skarbina, 1902 {{PD}}

The word image for these two days is this: while standing in an anteroom to a restaurant, a young man coming in sees you and holds the door open so you can go out; to be polite, you thank him and walk out into the cold, driving rain. You were not on your way out, but he didn’t know that. He was so proud of himself for thinking of someone else, of holding the door for others, that he didn’t notice what was really needed: shelter from the rain. Is someone ushering you into an environment you’d rather avoid, and to be polite, you’re going along with it? Or are you so proud of offering someone a grand gesture that you haven’t bothered to see if it’s actually what they need?

Check this out, for some absolutely spot-on observations–