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Two weeks ago, the Leo New Moon launched our August story. It was about discovering the power of potential. Finding a canvas for our paint.
Mercury was in Leo for this, facing down Saturn in Aquarius. Joyful thoughts were confronted by an ice wall.
We had to ask if we were as original as imagined. The tension between these two planets found an outlet through a once-in-a-generation portal, which I wrote an extensive thread on and which is still very active.
The portal is about going into the past, and pulling forward something of value, not out of pure nostalgia, but to rectify and restore a vision that was incomplete.
It’s like current conditions are too hostile to our futuristic hopes and dreams—which may turn out to be false or implanted after all. Do we really need a space age bug protein powder?
I believe this Aquarius Full Moon—which culminates our August story—will reveal with electric brightness which of our visions are false and which are authentic.
It’s not Mercury this time, but the Sun which is opposing Saturn.
And the Full Moon falls right on icy Saturn, too.
Present day programming becomes so rigid and so brittle, that it can only be broken by a new hope rescued from a past story.
Once again, I think we will find these new hopes through Ouranos (the Aquarian planet par excellence) on top of the north node (collective growth).
This remarkable portal sits in Taurus, quite an old fashioned and nostalgic sign. But a sign attuned to value, worthiness and beauty nonetheless. Taurus is that favorite pair of jeans, faded to vintage perfection. Every hole and rip tells a golden tale.
So our new hopes may be quite old indeed—but they take on new value in the light of a new day.
They may only be able to survive this brave new world for a short time. Just enough for us to catch a whiff of inspiration.
It’s like they spontaneously combust, and in their destruction, they creatively pass the torch forward to the next generation of philosophy, art, value and love.
Let’s dive in.
Birth of Cool
The old like to complain about the young—and the young like to complain about the old.
Generational struggle—the debate, the drama—is often the centerpiece of our cultural stories.
Why?
Because generations are primarily the vehicle through which values are transmitted—and values are the coin of this mortal realm.
The wayward son. The promiscuous daughter. The faithful wife and the loyal brother. All of these archetypes—and their inversions—play a key part in helping us understand the problem of meaning.
Are values a purely selfish endeavor? Or do we hold them because they mean something to our wider community?
At this Full Moon, it may be hard to tell why we pursue certain life paths.
And that could make us feel very lonely, even when we’re clustered together with “like-minded peoples.”
Touchiness is in the air. No one wants to say anything that will get them exiled from the tribe, unless it’s already in their blood to be a contrarian.
Plus, there’s the problem of contrarianism itself. The whole Rebel archetype seems to have been bled of original meaning.
Is it rebellious to be trad now? And what about any kind of post-trad identity?
Everything you could pretend to be right now seems reactionary rather than catalytic.
When there’s no central status quo to speak of, the Rebel is utterly lost to the winds of time. Wandering, nomadic, in exile already.
So, we find ourselves in a moment of quiet amid the chaos.
Like some nostalgic adult flipping through family albums, digging deep into the roots of our traditions and heritage, we something of worth in our past but without any sort of guide about what to do with it all.
Yet, the alternative is worse. Stagnation. Iciness. A covid lockdown of the soul.
We’re asked to shed our fears and shatter patterns, to experiment and spontaneously iterate what could be a new way of living in this messed-up world.
Everything is upside-down already. Is your sense of adventure really going to bring the whole house down?
Maybe that’s not it. Maybe it’s like, “Hey, there’s already enough chaos, so adding anymore isn’t worth it. Besides, how original could my chaos be? There’s so much madness nowadays, it’s become mundane.”
But the patches of inspiration around you are aching for your artist’s touch—that’s what weaves the story together and pulls the thread deeper into the folds of time.
Midas Touch
It’s possible that you feel the urge to destroy the old in order to feel creative.
Burn some flag you used to fight under. An old friend group. A church denomination. A nationality. A family tradition.
But that resentment isn’t necessary. These things are already in tatters. A few glances of the headlines can let you know that the Old isn’t what it used to be anymore.
All institutions are in shambles now, or about to be.
So we must train our gaze not on vengeance against the past but on faith in tomorrow.
I know, you might feel failed by the institutions and traditions that were supposed to protect you.
Look at it this way, though: here’s the moment for you to honor them, by assembling them into a collage and putting your own signature on it.
Does a family disown a child when they start a new tradition with their children and spouse?
I should hope not. And it’s the same way with making sense of this inverted wasteland.
Our ability to find meaning will derive from our ability to generate inspiration for ourselves.
It’s through that pleasure and self-joy that we automatically honor the values which brought us here.
The 2020s are about a return to the motto: “Life is Art.”
If we take up this challenge, the next generation will look to us and feel gratitude for how we were able to create something out of what seemed like nothing.
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