Omen Days 5 and 6: Stars and Ice   2 comments

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Two nights ago, I turned to look at the clock on my nightstand, the pale phosphorescent numbers showing almost 2:00 am. Then I heard my wife moving in the hall outside the bedroom.

What is it? I asked.

The stars woke me up, she said.

A little shiver, of awe and pleasure both, at those words. And yes, with a few steps across the kitchen toward our boots, and quiet laughter as we stumbled out the front door to look, the clear night sky above us flamed with stars. So many cities now glow with light pollution at night that you can no longer look up and see the stars. How helpful the present darkness, for seeing the splendor of the light.

(Here for my daily augury I take up a typo from an earlier draft of this post — I’d quoted Aleister Crowley’s famous line from his Book of the Law (1), but with one additional letter at the end: “Every man and woman is a start”. I laughed a good while over that one. Yes, I’m a beginning, a work in progress, raw materials like all of us are. So just keep going, says Spirit.)

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Year-end storms brush much of the U.S. this week. The northeast is seeing sleet and ice, rain and snow for a couple of days, leaving roads treacherous. Some New Hampshire friends have taken to heart the Icelandic tradition of  Jólabókaflóð — literally, “Yule-book-flood”, and have provided themselves with ample reading material for whatever the weather brings.

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outside our front door this morning

“Wind and ice are the only deciders of symmetry”, writes upstate New York poet Linda Allardt (2). “Survival makes do for grace”. Some winter days, especially in a northern climate, you can feel the truth of that right down into your bones.

The Galilean Master tried to teach “spiritual meteorology” to his followers: “When it is evening, you say, ‘It will be fair weather, for the sky is red.’ And in the morning, ‘There will be a storm today, for the sky is red and threatening.’ Do you know how to discern the appearance of the sky, but cannot discern the signs of the times?” (3). I religiously check “the weather” each morning, but too often ignore my “spiritual climate”, which includes our physical one. The analogy hits home: weather is to climate, as mood is to spiritual climate. The former changes day by day, while the latter’s a long-term trend.

[For what I’ve come to understand, over a decade of study, is a fairly accurate projection of our climate future, take a look at articles like this one in The Guardian: “The Climate Crisis in 2050: What Happens if Cities Act but Nations Don’t” . Rather than pure depressing statistics, it reflects and extrapolates from the present reality, as the subheading names it, that “It is cities, not national governments, that are most aggressively fighting the climate crisis”. And if you’re still too optimistic, this second article can really help cure that.

I don’t know about you, but for me clear vision is preferable to hysteria and paranoia any day. This one possible future may indeed be grim, but there’s room for human hands and hearts to shape its form and direction, and avert its worst features, as we’re beginning to do, albeit in fits and starts. And as a strong believer in reincarnation, I suspect I’ll likely be back again in the middle of it, dealing with it as best I can, along with a good number of others alive today. From this perspective, it’s good to start equipping myself now with the spiritual tools I’ll need to work with then.]

So there you have it. I’ve written a post that has Jesus, Aleister Crowley, and climate change in it, and it sorta kinda maybe even coheres.

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(1) Book of the Law, Ch. 1, verse 3.

(2) The Names of the Survivors (Ithaca House, 1979). Cursory info on Allardt here.

(3) Matthew 16:3.

2 responses to “Omen Days 5 and 6: Stars and Ice

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  1. “I’ve written a post that has Jesus, Aleister Crowley, and climate change in it”

    Quite an accomplishment! 😉

    I envy you the stars – I can see the Big Dipper and Orion’s Belt but not much else. Someday I hope to be far enough from city lights to see the night sky (and fireflies in season) again. The hardest thing for me is to hold on to hope and not give up for fear that it’s too hard. We all have our road blocks – so many fears and questions. “If I take the plunge and get an EV will I be able to plug it in if I move to a rural location?” “Will there be decent medical care available?” “Will the neighbors be welcoming?” “What if, what if???” The hardest thing, when checking the weather – metaphorical or actual – is remembering that it’s not actually written in stone and fear is almost always worse than reality. Well, maybe with climate change reality is actually worse but we humans have made our bed, so to speak. Now we few choices and less time.

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      The hardest thing for me is to hold on to hope and not give up for fear that it’s too hard. We all have our road blocks – so many fears and questions. “If I take the plunge and get an EV will I be able to plug it in if I move to a rural location?” “Will there be decent medical care available?” “Will the neighbors be welcoming?” “What if, what if???” The hardest thing, when checking the weather – metaphorical or actual – is remembering that it’s not actually written in stone and fear is almost always worse than reality.

      Denise, I hear you! My wife and I — resolutely determined to stay rural as we age — are looking hard at exactly some of the issues you mention. And the not-written-in-stone quality of our lives gets harder over time — the pathways we take each day cut a little deeper with each year we walk them, so that what started as simply one choice among other choices begins to look more and more like the “only way to go”. Against fear, Druidry has a lot to offer.

      And among other practices I continue to explore the value of affirmations like the famous one from Frank Herbert’s DUNE series: “I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”

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