Days are long but the forever light has changed. Gold deepens to fade. Shadows arrive a few minutes earlier than last week and in our body, if we still, registers the fullness being held in a static buzz. Blankets of sunflowers sway. Pressure in the chest. To the right of centre, just there. Weight of a deal made with the universe, about surrender and trust, bearing down against instinct to lean forward into what is coming rather than stand inside what is now.
On July 26 a hand against forward motion raises. Does what you have been building reflect the becoming? This is an examination before question is consciously asked. The built ground is proved now over the coming months. On the same day restlessness rises in community. A hunger to bring forward what is more completely our own. Eighteen months of new direction beginning in an afternoon, MOON axis in motion. Yellow bright SUN stands across from the purple underground. Have we been giving our aliveness away to expectation, to the accumulation of what we have been told is appropriate? This is a scenelit journey as the coming eclipses break the sky open.
An inbetween it all day on Monday lets evening gardens release heat into the dark. Inspiration without effort or usual cost comes. A picked flower. Peel. Rub jasmine if you have it. This moment is porous and we ought open into it. Tuesday holds a tension beginning to be felt above the perfume. Heart’s devotion and mind’s desire pulling in different directions. The charge between them real and not to be resolved too quickly. The tension knows what it is doing even if the uncomfortableness of it prickles.
Just after midday on July 29 JUPITER is eaten (or does he bite first) by the SUN in LEO. CAZIMI full power in happy solar heart. Summer light cascading onto the glass bottles set out on my front steps since dawn, onto the cards, crystals, resins and pens, onto everything arrayed beneath in the best case of all possible scenarios, the creations consummation in this radiance at this moment. JUPITER brightening what he reaches until inside the absolute core. The water in the bottles holds it, the ink in the pens, my face, the crimson light coming through closed lids, that pressure in the chest to the right of centre opening at last not as foreboding but as the arrival it always was. IMBUED with JUPITER CAZIMI.
Lay everything out the evening before or early morning. Jars of oil and resin. Cards face up. Crystals and jewels and pens and whatever in your life carries intention and has been waiting for a sky to illuminate. Let the morning of July 29 build toward noon, toward JUPITER blazing in the heart of the SUN in LEO pouring its yes onto everything offered beneath it.
The FULL MOON in AQUARIUS crests in the same hours, PLUTO leaning at its shoulder, and old grief rises in the hollows of the chest. The ache of years inside circles that never quite received us. Desire calcified into furniture, ever present, rarely touched, surfacing now into the blazing midsummer air to be met and surrendered back to the earth. The FULL MOON and the CAZIMI are the same breath. The sovereign self and the collective it belongs to. The individual flame and the congregation it illuminates. The covenant made with the universe arriving at its fullness with stones on the earth and pages facing the sky and that pressure in the chest to the right of centre opening at last into the light it was always moving toward.
What the CAZIMI is charging in you specifically, in the architecture of your own chart, in the life you are actually living right now in this late July with its swaying sunflowers is where focus becomes gold.
HOW THE WEEK SPEAKS TO EACH SIGN
These readings speak most clearly through the RISING sign. Begin there and let the SUN and MOON add their own layer.
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