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Nine Lives

Our ancient Toyota is at the mechanic’s this week, getting a much-needed tuneup. My husband valiantly resurrected it, Lazarus-like, to begin what must be at least the sixth or seventh of its nine lives; and as you’d expect from a zombie vehicle, it’s running a little rough. Meanwhile, we’ve summoned …

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Last Day

Pluto moved into Sagittarius in January 1995 where, save for a brief period between April and November of that year, it has remained ever since. Until today – when at 5:02 pm PST it will leave that sign, and won’t return for another 233 years. Isn’t it staggering to think …

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Pluto in Virgo speaks

“It can’t happen without you, without a new spirit of service, a new spirit of sacrifice…. So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism, of responsibility, where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves but each other…. I will ask …

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When beds attack!

I spent several happy, contemplative hours last week painting one wall in our bedroom a pale, icy pink. This required us to drag our new 900 lb. sleigh bed away from the wall, a feat not unlike the raising of Stonehenge or those giant heads on Easter Island. Then, in …

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Back in the saddle

Glancing at my spanking new 2008 Pocket Astrologer I was startled to note today’s Mars/Pluto opposition (1:28 pm PST), since I can usually feel those puppies coming from a mile away. Yet this one had flown right below my radar, obscured by clouds of mellowness and mindless television. (El spouse …

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In which Pluto gets my attention.

I was standing in a dusty, enchanting used bookstore in Julian, California yesterday afternoon when the universe nearly hit me over the head with a subtle message regarding my future. I was making a pilgrimage to meet with Steven Forrest, master of myth and mischief, in the remote and forbidding …

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Knocking us down

It is I, your absent friend. This Mars/Pluto opposition (exact September 21 at 1:33 a.m. PDT) is kicking. my. ass, people. And Jonny’s. No matter how hard we swim, the waves keep knocking us back down. (Also, commuting is extra-horrible the past couple of weeks. People are driving like maniacs, …

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