Sag season

The Torch and the Scatterling “Sag season”


“When we grope back far enough, we hear the clinking bells and animal croon of a vast migratory journey–way back, through the blue smoke. Press your ear to the mud and you will hear them.”

Martin Shaw. Scatterlings

Connected in a way like never before: the plane, the train, the automobile await to bring us wherever we are called to go.  We have replaced the horse with horsepower. It’s in this newly harnessed power where we have discovered so much, yet lost as much in equal proportion.  There are swaths of us who identify with being an adventurer, a traveler, a gypsy, a seeker, a nomad.  What is lost though? What is gained? Take the word nomad. It comes from the Greek nomas-“the search for pasture.” But is it pasture we are searching for, or something much more elusive?

This pilgrim breeze relates to Sagittarius.  A mutable kind of fire, one you can dip a torch into and walk with into the unknown. There is something essential to this search.  The wanderlust brings us to far off lands where we are touched by cultures richer than our own.  It contorts our beliefs when we encounter people with tradition, with a connection to the land and to spirit.  It helps us remember.  Yet, in my experience and careful observations, there is an immense shadow to this process as well in the 21st Century; It’s what Shaw calls the scatterling.

With the Sun now in Sag–along with Saturn and Mercury–we can expect more light to be shown on the pros and cons of this scat.  Ecological footprints aside, bringing the heart of the matter to the fore, I see superficiality as the clearest face in the shadow.  In the West, I feel it’s safe to argue that most of us are amnesiacs to our own heritage and roots, yet become experts at quoting the Buddha, strengthened by Shiva’s rudraksha’s, empowered by the vine of the soul, rarely contemplating the ground we walk on, and how we got here in the first place.  We are all guilty of this.  Even with Astrology, we see the disconnect between sky and ground and chart.  So here’s my offering I lay down for us today:

To not search for wisdom, but to find wisdom in the search.

As in: Always questioning the impulse to go.  Doing our best to understand the impetus for travel.  To realize all the wisdom that can ever be found is already within you.  And most importantly, to get claimed by the land you live on.  If you can’t hear it, flee the city, putting your “ear to the mud” once again, remembering.  There is no right way to do this.  All our paths look like a two-year-olds finger painting, but they all lead to the exact same place. It’s a process of falling madly in love with the moment and the richness of tradition that we are all wild expressions of.

This is Sag season.

…if only we traveled the inner worlds as much as the outer ones…

Long days & pleasant nights my friends,



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