Prophet of the day (according to Ibn 'Arabi): Aaron & John
The Sun is in 21 Cancer (in my 11th house): A teenager in an idling convertible tells a girl, in charming if exaggerated terms, about an amazing party that is going on. She is interested, hops in, and they speed off in a cloud of dust. (Symbol for 22 Cancer from Martin Goldsmith, The Zodiac by Degrees, 2nd ed.)
The Moon is now in the 3rd decan of Gemini (in my 10th house): complexity of the Universe; multifaceted mind. (Keywords from Martin Goldsmith, Moon Phases: A Symbolic Key)
The Sun and Moon are in their 26th phase (the Moon is between 30 and 20 degrees behind the Sun): The Pied Piper. The Pied Piper follows a zigzag course up a mountain of cracked glass. He wears a feathered hat, and carries a knapsack on his back. Ahead, an eagle takes flight; behind, a trail of followers, brought up in the rear by a goose. (Symbols from Goldsmith, Moon Phases)
Overnight, the Moon will enter Cancer (in my 10th house).
Still digesting the experiences of the weekend. I felt an expansion of the heart, along with a feeling of diminished concern over the passing of time, such as I have not experienced in a while. I decided during the past day to try to increase my productivity and thereby to ground my energy. I opened a can of paint for the first time in possibly as many as 5 years (June 2010 was the date on the can) to resume the painting of the trim in my study. In reflecting on that date, I realized that 2010 was when I made an attempt to resume Islamic practices, after having lost the thread of the Amma-related practices. It seems that I was taking symbolic steps forward, but parts of me were not quite ready to follow. 2010 was also the year that I went to visit my mother's grave for the first (and only) time since her funeral. It is also the year that my husband returned to school. In addition, it was the year in which I discovered, via a blog by a lesbian attorney, that civil unions in our state had converted over to marriages, about a month sooner than I thought was going to be the case. I know that I was concerned about finances during my husband's degree program, and that I felt somewhat resentful at having the household revert back to "grad school mode." Maybe it is fitting that, now that marriage equality has received approval by the Supreme Court, and now that I have been taking tentative steps toward reconnecting with spirituality in communal settings, that maybe I am finally ready to resume painting my study.