Venus Playing With Lightning
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Venus has been playing with lightning all day, visiting the crackling Uranian currents that have set up camp in her home grounds. The strange music their combination creates electrifies the field and earths itself in changing values. All the better to reflect the overdue revolution of our humanity.
Craven disregard is on the nose. The patently unsustainable is finally unworthy. Mindless consumption leaves a trail of destruction that has been all lit up and cannot be dragged back into the shadows. Wilful ignorance is self serving. Denial is as pointless as ever. The bad old days are drawing to an inexorable close.
Our currencies are changing in tandem as a fresh wave of what's truly important sweeps the earth. A values base is suddenly big business. The circular economy and the great greening of minds and deals is becoming the fresh norm. We bear blessed witness to a sharp rise in the value of feminine currency. Only the terminally stupid, the deliberately misdirected and the Australian PM fail to read the room.
We save what we love. We preserve that which we hold dear. We treasure what we cherish. We protect ourselves from harm by living in alignment with our values and enshrining connection that holds them as holy. All of these are self care, devotion to the wonders of our world.
Anything less will have been illuminated in sharp relief. Great pretenders are unmasked by the shocks to systems, struck dumb by their impact. The wake up call is deafening. Do not look away if the blast unseats you or the music of these spheres bursts your eardrums. Its electrocuting impact is a necessary rewiring. Resistance is futile and will only fry your circuits further.
Mars is almost in Cancer, his fire turning to steam. Urania is still to meet with Merc, joining revolutionary hearts and minds. Venus is yet to square Saturn's old guard, before Merc follows her again. And all as we hurtle to the Scorptastic full moon.
You are either in the valley of death or the spring of your new content. Either way, let the lightning strike.
Words c. Kerrie Basha 2021