Age of Aquarius... Here at Last!

It was November 30, 2008, and another perfect Sedona day was just merging into another perfect Sedona sunset. Inside our car, however, tension was building after tedious bumper-to-bumper miles through the Highway 179 roadwork. Spectacular as our red rocks are, even they pale after sunset, and who can look at them anyway for having to watch out for all the freakin' potholes? There are penalities for trying to pave paradise. Added to the existing chaos, muddy slush was hubcap high from a water main that burst earlier.

Little jets of steam were rising from Larry's ears as we ascended the hill where the guy sells Oak Creek apples over on the right. Lar white-knuckled the car to a crawl as the line of cars ahead of us almost stopped. As we approached the spot where the cliffside abruptly drops off and the road swings to the left, there was no further doubt what the holdup had been. Hanging in the blue-black sky in front of us, just above the cliffside, was the crescent Moon with her benevolent pals Jupiter and Venus riding above her.

Well... Larry and I have been married for 30 years, but never, at no time, has he ever heard the AstroBrat entirely silent—even when I'm sleeping I grind my teeth! But this was the night. For a few minutes at least. And then I started singing. Yep, singing. The Age of Aquarius to be exact. Remember? (Oh sure, I know it was "just a song" but I believe that certain people download certain information from the collective unconscious that become reality.)

"When the Moon is in the 7th House and Jupiter aligns with Mars, then peace will guide the planet and love will steer the stars. This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius..."

(WARNING! FLASHBACK: I don't mind admitting that I am more than partial to that song, as well as the entire soundtrack of the Broadway show Hair. When I was 18 years old, it was my first show ever—even if it was only the touring cast appearing for two nights in Augusta, Georgia. Luckily, the Brat made it to the Friday performance! The Augusta "pigs", as I called them then, burst onto the stage during the famous nude scene Saturday night and arrested everyone involved for indecency. Of course, the arresting officers were unfamiliar with the workings of a dark stage and stumbled and bumbled the bust so badly, they became a laughingstock by the next day. Hair departed Augusta immediately upon their release, with that Golden City of the South being the one and only city un-cool enough to ever bust Hair.)

Meanwhile back in Sedona, 2008:

The second we got home I ran to throw the chart of the Jupiter Venus conjunction. Would you believe I was not at all surprised to find what I did. (Okay, all you non-astro-talkers are welcome to move straight past the next two paragraphs if you want, it's getting complicated!)

The Moon really was in the seventh house, Jupiter was aligned with Mars and Venus by a tricky little archaic aspect called "transmission of light." Jupiter made a lucky sextile to Uranus which opposed Saturn, and also collected the light from Jupiter to hit Pluto with a square, and Mars with a T-square.

Notice that Pluto in early Capricorn squares Saturn but not Uranus, which means that the old days and the old ways of the Piscean Age are transforming at last, and the long-awaited Aquarian Age is charging in. Call me a wide-eyed optimist, but to me, these aspects are a signal that the building of the Aquarian Age will be much easier than living through the downfall of the Piscean Age.

Whew! Free at last. Okay, I've spoken about as much astrologese as I intend to right now, no sense in provoking non-astrologers needlessly. I will explain even more techno-babble later on down the line to those of you who are interested in my skew on astro-details.

Keep in mind that, unless I specify a source, all my astrological conclusions are "according to me." There are zillions of astrologers out there who may not a) know this; b) agree with this; c) care about this. So I'm covering all bases.

Peace! Over and out... for now.