Out of the woods

"...Friday night’s late full moon culminates just past 12 degrees. The Taurus Moon moves through full into trine with Juno and Pluto. The Sun will follow in sextile to both over the course of a few days. Something we strongly desired is ending. The natural consequence is a new cycle of commitment rising from the ashes to change everything.
Let go so your palm is open and empty… to grasp what comes next.."- This Weekend by Satori

Those-Who-Watch say ... 
There was an agreement made though the details are sketchy. If one has the eyes and practice with star medicine the signatures were there to be interpreted; if not those who knew them here and there, and there, see the clues. His insolence. Her writing. His writing. Her jutting jaw.

Who were involved with the agreement? Some of the very ancient ones born before their parents  shook the bones and drank hootch or liliko'i cocktail while placing bets about passing on the traits. That Eighth House of hers is packed with action monitored over time, ferocity controlled; the chickens come home (to reckon that Eighth House) after her seventieth birthday. He has got all that quirky Gemini thinking mixed in with his mothering Cancerian Sun.

What did you expect?

We woke with a new level of awareness this morning: we are out of the woods! Yesterday's weather and the discombuberation that came from it. Whew. But we made it through and the morning's sun peeled himself through the dense ao pua'a the thick black clouds.

Many of the trees had most of their leaves blown free, and like our woody cousins some of our attachments had loosened, too. We have lots to learn to become mauliauhonua intimates with this prairie land. The birds are just recognizing we are here when they come for breakfast. The winds are sniffing at us from north and south and the directions in between wondering just what we stuff we are made of.

New rituals and longer walks between here and there will be great for my too-dumpling-round body. Getting used to the many changes is exciting and challenging. We have to level off, learn how to cook differently, organize ourselves differently, and remember to keep asking permission of the land and all those who live here. Remembering we are not the dominate species will keep us humble; I'm pretty sure that was in the original agreement.

Mahalo na 'aumakua all our ancestors and that includes all of you who began this this 'Aha with us!
xoxo Moki and Pete