Happy New Year!

Wishing you all the very best for 2012 ~ Morvah xxx

Blessings to the Gardener

                                 Blessings to the gardener                                     

Who turns his back to the rain,

Who bends his  knee to soil and stone,

Whose quiet hands,

Cracked and black with juices

The robin loves.

Whose master is daylight,

Whom the moon allows,

Who searches the skies,

 Whose hunger tells the time.

Whose blade is sharp

Who knows a spell

For every blight and blow,

Whose work folk attribute to God,

Who turns the loam to flowers..

 Morvah ~ Christmas 2011

Maths and other things

 I'm often surprised by today's children who, upon being asked what they enjoy at school, frequently reply 'Maths'.  I suspect this has much to do with technology and enlightened teaching methods sadly unavailable in my youth.   My Father worked with numbers for most of his life and rather misguidedly had ambitions for me to do  the same. He was flogging a dead horse.  With his Mercury conjuct Neptune in Leo trine his Mars in Aries, maths was instinctual to him and he could add columns of figures in his head with the facility of an idiot savant.  Not so his Saturn return eldest child! Whereas we had so much in common, he and I, my Mercury in Pisces ~ renowned for its stupidity, was poor Dad's Waterloo!   His terrible fixity of purpose, compounded by a square of Saturn in Scorpio to Mercury, drove him to demand that my primary school should set me maths homework every night, which he would supervise. My desperate attempts to please would dissolve into Pisces tears at his impatience and my inept fumblings at comprehension would drive him to despair! Then we would both lose our fiery tempers and all was lost . I hated maths with a passion after this and escaped it whenever possible. I always enjoyed geometry however and my long-suffering teachers were often bewildered by this anomaly in an otherwise hopeless case.   Of course the truth of it was that Dad didn't know geometry and I liked drawing. Geometry offered  useful drawing techniques, it was beautiful in a way that mathematics could have been without the emotional trauma.  Years passed, my maths never improved much but strangely blossomed when I took up astrology around my Saturn return. My Saturn -  only ten degrees away from my Father's - is trine  the guilty Mercury in Pisces so I suddenly found myself working out proportional logarithms to calculate lunar progressions and converting obscure daylight saving systems to sidereal time, both without benefit of a calculator. Dad would have been so pleased had he known, but of course you don't mention astrology in a Catholic household do you?  How's your mathematical ability? What's the astrology?
      Here are a few Mercury in Pisces things and some other things from the last week.

                                

  Research has shown that in speaking about their work, mathematicians use the words 'elegance', 'truth',and 'beauty' more than everyone else combined.

  Everything you've learned in school as 'obvious' becomes less and less obvious as you begin to study the universe. For example, there are no solids in the universe, there's not even a suggestion of a solid. There are no absolute continuums. There are no surfaces. There are no straight lines......

                                Buckminster Fuller

' THE MOST BEAUTIFUL EXPERIENCE IS THE MYSTERIOUS.. IT IS THE SOURCE OF TRUE ART AND SCIENCE'

                           Albert Einstein    

 


           ' When I am working on a problem I never think about beauty. I only think about how to solve the problem. But when I have finished, if the solution is not beautiful, I know it to be wrong.'

                       Buckminster Fuller

      


  'I saw, as one might see the transit of Venus, a quantity passing through infinity and changing its sign from plus to minus.  I saw exactly how it happened...but it was after dinner and I let it go,'

  Winston Churchill  (My Early Life, 1930)                                                              

   'Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves and it is tiresome for children to be forever explaining things to them.'

             Antoine de St Exupery

                            

Apology

Sorry if people have been checking here for new posts and found me missing again ~ The articles are here waiting to post but blogger is refusing my photos at the moment! As soon as I find a solution I'll be back! Lots of love to all of you ~ M x
  Experimenting with firefox but alas still no photos!

Waiting for Venus

                                                                                                                                             
  After many days of gloom, the Sabbath sun shone fair across the land so that it was decided that the gardeners should spend the late afternoon at Sancreed Beacon in the hope of seeing the conjunction of Venus and Mercury in the western sky. The dusk was clear as the Moon rose over the bay, the only sound that of rooks,rising and circling their roost beside the church far below. We  climbed to the summit for the best view but a very chilly easterly made it too uncomfortable to stay long and we soon scuttled back down out of the wind.  The sky slowly turned golden in the west, while behind us,the bay shimmered in pink and blue stillness. Jupiter rose below the moon, huge and sparkling but still no Venus...

 

The Sun had set and we should have been able to see her but the twilight was just too bright. By now the temperature had dropped and we were freezing.  Reluctantly we decided to make our way home as by the time Venus was visible, Mercury would be long gone.  There aren't many days left to see this rare event -on November 10 - 11th, Venus, Mercury and Antares will be closest together, about 30 minutes after sunset . If you have a clear western horizon, look out for them - this won't be visible again in any of our lifetimes.  Regretfully but glad to get in the warm car we trundled home through the now dark country lanes.

               By the time we arrived home Venus was twinkling  beautifully - we could see her through the kitchen window ! The UK weather forecast isn't too good, but if you get a chance - pop out for a look at the heavens - we have the Taurus Full Moon on Thursday evening, Jupiter will be close behind her. Mars is visible now in the Eastern sky towards morning and the winter constellations are breathtakingly beautiful! 

16 9 11 Pluto in Capricorn Direct

     Dark Lord, my tipple of choice today!    It was in the spring of 2009 that the first whiffs of sulphur indicated that Pluto, my chart ruler was about to perform some dirty moves from his newly aquired residence in Capricorn,  squaring my fourth house Sun back and forth for a very long time. I have some spectacularly unpleasant memories of this era; we had fears, phobias and insomnia, damp and dry rot, vicious neighbours, dentists from hell (when Saturn made up the T square from Libra in December 2009) and more recently, swine flu, a plague of rats, no hot water for 4 months, impending homelessness (all at once) and associated financial doom! What with the all pervasive general global dissolution -  this year has been harsh !    A transit of Jupiter to said 4th house Sun fortunately allowed us to find another place to live in the nick of time but Uranus' ingress to my poor battered 4th has presented us with 'Quirky House' which may in time engender some affection but is presently reflectively symptomatic of its heavenly counterparts - ie cold, unfriendly and hard work - Oh Noooo! That's me...
  Today Pluto goes direct, leaving forever from a position 30 secs ahead of the square to my Sun, Mars will end its miserable tenancy of Cancer and move into Leo on Sunday so I'm daring to hope for somewhat better times.  A toast then my friends - "To Pluto and Security Regenerated!"     

 Pluto PS:    As I write, the body of a third miner has been found at the Gleision Colliery. Living as I do in a former mining area and as the grand-daughter of a man who died from the effects of a mining accident in the Welsh Valleys, my thoughts and prayers are with the families and community of the lost. 

cloud tinkering

Here it is folks!     Cloud tinkering -  the new seratonin!

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