It’s been said that eclipses are days to be remembered.
It’s no coincidence that Einstein developed the theory of relativity on an eclipse. He changed science forevermore.
1919: a total solar eclipse, Sir Arthur Eddington performs the first experimental test of Albert Einstein’s general theory of relativity. The findings made Einstein a celebrity overnight, and precipitated the eventual triumph of general relativity over classical Newtonian physics. A day to be remembered.
Eclipses happen in a series. Up to three eclipses may occur during an eclipse season, a two-month period happening twice a year.
We are having a significant eclipse on July 4, 2020: the United States of America’s birthday (for the rest of this article, I will refer to the U.S. as a woman: ‘America’.) Eclipses, however, are only as significant as we make them.
People always ask me: What does an eclipse mean? You decide. We decide. We get to determine what America’s birthday looks like. An eclipse just means a potential day when we need to have an intention.
This last of the series takes place during the sign of Cancer. I cannot think of the constellation Cancer and not think of emotions, feelings, and tenderheartedness. The sweet embrace of the mother at her best—Cancerians are so warm.
Let me digress: I was deeply touched yesterday when my neighbor called to say his mother, Barbara (who coincidentally is a Cancer), instructed her husband to call hospice. He made the call and so began the softening of all our hearts. You cannot say the word ‘hospice’ and not stop and feel.
I am speaking about Barbara because she is the quintessential Cancer. All the kids in the neighborhood went to her house, at all hours, for years. Her fridge was always full, her door always open, and the scent of homemade food always drifting softly out of her windows.
I came to understand why the kids hung out there during one of my personal vulnerable times. I’m not sure how she noticed, as she pulled me aside, with a cup of tea in tow as went into her messy kitchen and held hands.
Barbara is like our America—the one whose flag we pray too, the land our home is on. Regardless of politics, she is still the same Mom for all of us. I am speaking of the land—not the government, not the politics—the land that has welcomed us all.
Every time I arrive back in America, from anywhere in the world, I get that warm feeling: I am so glad I live here! It always strikes me—even with her faults and illusions how much I love it here.
She has had her doors available to us for well over 200 years. She willingly let all of us in who wanted to come to her house, sit at her table, share our stories—she welcomed one and all.
I know I am not alone when I say that all my grandparents, who arrived here a boat from Russia, in their time of need, asked America: “Will you be our adopted mom?” She said yes. Of course, she said yes.
America is born with Jupiter (the largest planet of all, indicating expansion) on her Sun, suggesting huge generosity—coupled with Sagittarius rising, echoing yet again her openheartedness. And a Moon in Aquarius, she includes all. There has been no limit to America and her willingness to say yes to all of us kids.
She’s getting tired. She is not well. She is being challenged at every front.
This year, America’s birthday is showing up with an eclipse. You do not have to be Einstein to know that America is suffering. You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to know Barbara’s days are numbered.
Mercury is retrograde right now, along with four other planets. The stars are screaming STOP!
We are all being asked to slow down. We know Barbara is going to leave us. Her legacy is left in her family. May her memory be a blessing. We know Einstein left behind his brilliance. What we don’t know yet is which way America’s legacy will go. It’s a vulnerable time.
May I ask you during this eclipse, on her birthday…to stop and remember the essence of what she is.
America the beautiful. Flawed? You bet. A sordid past? Yes!
Can we just remember for this moment that she needs us at this time? To be soft. To be forgiving. To hold her. To listen to her. And then to take some steps. We all know exactly what we need to do.
Let’s remember on this eclipse to hold an intention to be reverent, grateful, and loving. There is so much to be angry, sad, and confused about.
Life is short. 2020 seems so long; will we ever get out of this troublesome time?
Mark July 4th with softness.
Happy birthday Mom (America).
We love you.
Let this year be filled with wisdom and love.
From your astrological daughter who adores you,
And wanted our whole family to stop
and sing you a song