In the Stars


“Astrology is assured of recognition from psychology, without further restrictions, because astrology represents the summation of all the psychological knowledge of antiquity.”
― C.G. Jung


I wrote the following in response to a post by someone expressing their doubts about Astrology. I have read many arguments for and against the validity of Astrology and I find that often my chart when done by someone who is knowledgeable and intuitive gives me some remarkable insights both into myself and the cycles that I am currently going through:


From the point of view of hard science, astrology should not work. It is based on placement and shapes of constellations from quite a long time ago that don’t hold true. Vedic Astrology is a bit better in this regard from my understanding.
However, astrology and predictions (readings) from professional astrologers hits true much more often than random chance and statistics would have it.
I believe that this may be true because of the collective belief in astrology that each planet’s placement at any particular time has consistent meanings and consistent relationships with other planets. This collective belief has magically reshaped reality enough that you can look at someone’s chart and gain some insight into their personality and behaviours and be able to look at their chart in relationship to current positions and gain insight into the cycles that they are going through.
Newspaper horoscopes on the other hand tend to hold as much relationship to people’s lives as the average fortune cookie.

Blessings, G


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Brief SojournBrief Sojourn by G A Rosenberg


Midnight PrismMidnight Prism by G A Rosenberg


Castle (Redux)


She demands the best
for her castle. She watches
him sweat to comply


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Castle (Redux)Castle by G A Rosenberg


Last Call — Semi Inspired Goofiness


“The more you reason the less you create.”
— Raymond Chandler


I am sitting down so I will not stand to reason. If not unhinged, I have the hinges on my mind reversed so that it opens outward to let the tired thoughts out. Soon I may be empty and yet I still feel stuffed. Inner residue of lost dreams parade as they head towards the exit. Some are louder than others but then there are always those last few guests that stay just a little too long at any party. At least one or two have helped carry out the empties and swept up a bit tho the lights are still on and the DJ is still putting away his equipment. Once all is silent something new may grow from the emptiness. Perhaps a poem or image will work its way through. Tomorrow I shall be open again to new thoughts but tonight’s endeavours are at an end. Farewell coherence, you don’t have to go home but you can’t stay here.
Blessings, G


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Magical ThinkingMagical Thinking by G A Rosenberg


The Storm's EyeThe Storm’s Eye by G A Rosenberg


Flames, Death, Wisdom and a Well


“You must be ready to burn yourself in your own flame;how could you rise anew if you have not first become ashes.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche


Another poem by my friend James Adams tonight for your enjoyment:




Assisi wrote with praise and hymn
Of distant sun
And mighty twin
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death


Thy cold embrace
‘Neath mask of moon
The rictus chord
Of crimson tune
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death


Of you foretold
My eyes to pale
No flailing limb
‘Gainst you prevail
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death


With fleeting beat
My heart to still
In silent weep
And dreamy chill
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death


With laughing dance
In mortal coil
Of ripened bones
To till thy soil
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death


O lovers kiss dwell not too long
Soon speak no word
Soon sing no song
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death


With sweet reward
And far off call
Inexorable tread
In end
In thrall
O hail to thee my sister
My sister bodily death


Deliverance grant
From tragic plight
No falsity borne
Of will o’wisp light
O hail to thee my sister
My sister of bodily death


No truth can match
Your deadly fact
No sin
No glutton
Nor dreadful act
O hail to thee my sister
My sister bodily death


With praise to thee
And life on lease
An Instant fear
Forever peace
O hail my sister
With maidens breath
O hail to thee my sister
My sister bodily death
– James Adams

<h4 Blessings, G


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Centre of WisdomCentre of Wisdom by G A Rosenberg


Oraccular WellOracular Well by G A Rosenberg


The True Heart (Redux)


Loyal and Healing
Open to love and comfort
The true heart awaits


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The True Heart (redux)The True Heart (Redux) by G A Rosenberg


A Presence Like the Wind


“Live fast, die old, and make very sure everyone knows you were there.”
— Alan Cox


There is something to be said for fame or even infamy but when its all over I would rather be like the wind. Most people only recognize the wind in passing tho they may feel thankful for the cool breeze. Others may find the wind overwhelming as a storm topples buildings and trees remarkable not for itself but for the reminder that little is permanent. The wind communicates music and whispers of those who are close to us. The wind lifts up kites and occasionally hopes. People need not know I was there as long as for some I made a difference.
Blessings, G


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Creating AnewCreating Anew by G A Rosenberg


Flame KeepFlame Keep by G A Rosenberg


Choice, Responsibility, Authenticity and Fate (A Question From a Friend)


“A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man’s brow.”
— Ovid


What do the words choice, responsibility, authenticity, and fate mean to you? At a personal level?


Choice- Something I make every moment of every day.
I am responsible and accountable for the choices I make and their consequences. I may bitch about the results all I want. I can rationalize how my choices were inevitable given my upbringing, my culture etc yet especially at the point of life I am at now. I am responsible for recognizing how much each of those things play into my choices.
Fate is the pattern of our lives. It is the path of least resistance and can be altered.
The more my choices and words reflect my true self, beyond influences of my past or my culture or even my mood, the more I am being authentic.


There is a word in there that you missed, – Accountable.
It is close to responsibility but not quite the same.
When we screw up our choices for any of the above reasons, we still have to say “I screwed up” and try to make it right if possible or at least own up to it. We can’t merely hide it away or blame it on ways we have been abused etc. These are our choices. We have made them. To blame them on anyone or anything else is to give away our power.


Blessings, G


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Caught in the Spider's WeavingCaught in the Spider’s Weaving by G A Rosenberg


Energizing the HelixEnergizing the Helix by G A Rosenberg



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