Detachment and Ramming Ahead.

Between yesterday and today we had Venus in Pisces squaring off Saturn in Sagittarius. She tries to smooth his dogmatic edges with universal love. She is feeling restricted by all the moral laws imposed and he is getting utterly out of touch with her needs…Who wins?

In the meantime, last night we had the New Moon in Aquarius giving us a bird’s eye view of what the heck is happening. The Moon is calling for our uniques. Is calling for our true selves to come out.

Mars was very near Venus in Pisces at the last seconds of Pisces. He was taking his last breath under water to emerge in his favourite sign Aries just before dawn. He’s definitely looking forward to shake the water off his fur and ram through what he wants to do… no matter what.

On the 29-01-2017 at 21:21 CET (UTC+1) Mercury conjuncts Pluto in Capricorn. Fresh out of his shadow zone Mercury will have a lot to tell to Pluto. Pay attention to what you hear…

A bit of a cold windy walk by the sea this afternoon.

Fra ieri e oggi abbiamo avuto Venere in Pesci che ha quadrato (e squadrato) Saturno in Sagittario. Lei ha provato ad ammorbidire gli angoli troppo retti e dogmatici di Saturno con l’amore universale. Venere si sente confinata da troppi leggi morali imposti su di lei e lui sta decisamente fuori pista da che cosa lei ha bisogno…Chi vince?

Nel frattempo durante la scorsa notte abbiamo avuto una luna nuova in Acquario che prova ha darci una veduta più distacca di quello che sta succedendo. La Luna sta chiamando alla nostra unicità. Cosa è quello che possiamo dare solo noi?

Marte stava vicino a Venere negli ultimo secondi del segno dei Pesci. Stava inalano l’ultimo respiro sotto acqua per emergere poco prima dell’alba nel suo segno preferito, Ariete. Marte ora non vede l’ora di sgrullarsi di dosso tutta l’acqua che si è dovuto sorbire e con tutta forza fare tutto quello che voleva fare…senza nessun perdono.

Domani alle 21:21 Mercurio si congiunge a Plutone in Capricorno. Mercurio è appena uscito dalla sua zona ombra e finalmente sta tracciando nuovi territori. Avrà tanto da dire a Plutone. Domani state attenti a quello che sentite.

Un passeggiata un pò fredda e ventosa…

Olea Europea, Ancestral Healing & the Sun crossing over my Asc

There comes a time “when the knots come to the comb”. It is an Italian saying that can depict what I am going through.

My body, my wise body, two weeks ago blocked me and sent me on sick leave. My last sick leave goes back to exactly 10 years ago.

My homeopath gave me Olea Europea (the European Olive tree) at 30CH potency. I could feel things moving but I could not focalise exactly what was happening. It was there but it was in that liminal space where you can’t actually see it. Perhaps aided by the fact that the Sun was transiting my 12th house.

Just as the Sun crossed my Asc, the Olea Europea 200CH is delivered. I took one dose yesterday evening and one dose this morning.

And my mind keeps going back to my ancestors, to the blood and DNA I carry in me. To the conscious and unconscious believes I carry imprinted in my body and soul.  A bit of a Samhain feeling but on a very very personal level.

They say, that once Malta was covered with Olive trees and that Malta, Melita, at the time of the Roman Empire was known for its Olive oil and Honey.

I know there is an Olive tree that was planted in Malta at the time of the Roman Empire and it still produces olive oil.

I keep on imagining all my ancestors that come from the whole wide-spread Mediterranean sea basin. All the languages they spoke, all the faiths they held, all the wars they fought, perhaps even fighting each other on opposite ends. I keep on imaging the foods they ate, the cultures they lived, the knowledge they held.

I try to imagine their jobs and professions. Merchants, farmers, goat keepers, teachers, priests, slaves…Perhaps amongst them there were alchemists and seekers and perhaps keepers of ancient traditions.

I keep on imaging them all, sitting at one point in their lives, under the shades of an Olive tree and perhaps thinking about who would in the future carrying their lineage.

And perhaps in that illusion called Time we meet somewhere outside space, matter and time.

I can see us sitting with our backs on the trunk of the Olive Tree Spirit.

Olive Tree Spirit feels sturdy and wise. That kind of wisdom that comes from knowing that all passes but your essence remains true to itself. That generations come and go but a common denominator remains.

Olive Tree Spirit feels nurturing…that nurturing that comes from elements of the Earth weathering through every pore of one’s essence so to finally distill that quintessential energy in green alchemical gold.

I can see us all looking at each other, through eyes that have known many worlds, words and thoughts.

I can see us looking in each others’ eyes and see that common denominator, that golden thread that holds us all together in that matrix of family ties, lies, traditions and believes.

We have a lot of talking to do, perhaps even without words.

I know that my sickness and tiredness is here for a reason.

I know that Olive Tree Spirit will guide the ancestral healing that the time was ripe to do.

All I have to do is listen to the wind blowing through Its branches, the Sun glimmering through Its leaves and the warmth of Its trunk sustaining my tired back.

Blessed Be!

Samhain 2015

My Samhain Candle outside on the balcony, this year, is dedicated to all those Wandering Souls who have lost their body in the Mediterranean Sea whilst escaping from war in search of a better life.

May this candle be a beacon, 

a lighthouse,

to your way back home.

May your wanderings finally come to rest,

and your fears turned to safety.

May your tears of despair, 

become seeds of hope,

in the vastness of mankind.

May your courage to face death,

become our wake up call.

May your sacrifice,

strengthens Humanity.

May the coldness of the sea,

and the indifference of governments,

turn into a warm embrace,

as the Guardians of the Portal,

usher you to your Divine Self.

Safe Travels.

Blessed Be.