Monthly Archives: February 2017

Karmic Astrology and the Part of Fortune

The Part of Fortune is an Arabic Part. Arabic Parts are also sometimes called “Arabian Parts,” or “Lots.” They have been a part of predictive astrology for centuries and are invaluable for fine-tuning predictions and for use in Karmic (past life) astrology. ….

By using our Sun, Moon, and Ascendant in their most positive expressions, life goes more easily. If used in the lowest sense of their expression, the POF becomes the Part of Misfortune and life is plagued with obstacles and difficulties.

Difficult aspects to the Part of Fortune show karmic challenges put into place for us to work through. For example, if the Moon is squared Sun, the POF will also form a square to the ascendant from either the 4th or 10th house. This shows stress and difficulties with parents—a very karmic situation. Finding ways to resolve the issues, frees the POF to work more harmoniously through us. Continue reading

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That I Am

For years, I asked the question, “Who am I?” For years, I got arbitrary, dissatisfying answers. Where do they come from, these answers? They come from a mind that thinks who has meaning, as if who were real.

Who gets caught in the illusion of a name, as if “David” were something attached to me like an arm or a leg. But it isn’t. It’s just a puff of air, or a word in print. “Oh, you look like a David,” someone says. What if the people I thought were my parents had looked at me and said, “Radish?”

I am not David. Continue reading

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Frayed Edges—Life in the Meat Sack

Of late, as my meat sack becomes frayed around the edges from a lifetime of living life to he fullest, my thoughts dwell on the question of what’s next. I reviewed my spiritual-belief journey and realized how much it has changed over the nearly seven decades I have trudged around in the dense overcoat guided only by the Jell-O salad in my head and a vague sense of there being something so awesomely better that it defies verbal explanation. […]

As my life has reached the status of the Hermit Tarot Card in one of it’s interpretations—Is that all there is? Where to now?—I think about the paradox of life and death. My body wants to keep going, my other consciousness thinks that letting go of the struggle to keep repairing an aging machine with worn out parts would be a good thing. So, what’s a human to do? I have long let go of believing that beliefs are true and adopted them as coping tools that can be discarded or upgraded as needed… Continue reading

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