Almost Solstice

Today is my mother's 82nd birthday. She was in an accident about a month ago that totaled her car, and yet she came out of it without a single broken bone. Her eyeglasses saved her from a detached retina which could've led to blindness. The bruises were the worst of it, and they have since faded.

For years I begged her to get a new car. The one she was driving- a Nissan 350Z- seemed like a death trap, but it held special value as a birthday gift from my father before he passed. He paid for it in cash, and for two immigrants who worked harder than anyone I know, it meant something. I've never been a sentimentalist, but even I could understand why she held onto it for so long which is why I never pressed the issue.

Now that she's driving a much safer car with features requiring constant phone assistance, lol, I feel at ease. Yes, she's at an age where things begin to decline more rapidly. Where one small incident could mark the beginning of the end. But also, she's my mother. She's German. And she's a Sagittarius Sun / Gemini Moon. I wouldn't be surprised if she outlived all of us. I have to believe this.

My mother and I were inseparable when I was a child. She was my best friend. My muse. But when puberty and hysterectomy-induced menopause collided, our hormones took no prisoners, and the recovery period took decades. There's more to the story, of course, but in the end, love prevailed. Maturity descended, and forgiveness has become a sacrament. It is nothing short of a miracle how full circle we've come. And that's the gift of the Sagittarius.

This is the season when weapons can and should be dropped. On these darkest of nights the light is called in from all corners and directions. We become that light. 

It is my wish that you might retrieve your deepest buried dream and hold it up to the light of the Sagittarius Sun. Like the archer pointing his bow to heaven, may your prayers be answered and your faith in the mystery restored.

​Blessed Be