Exact time of new moon: September 21, 2025 at 2:53pm Central
29°05’
Partial solar eclipse. Opposite Saturn/Neptune. Trine Uranus/Sedna, Pluto
(I’m just talking to myself here. If this has any resonance with you, take from it what you will.)
It’s daunting. It’s enormous. The magnitude of the effort required seems like, like, like I myself, am responsible for somehow fixing the world. But I can’t. I can barely fix myself. I’m broken in so many ways. The physical world has so many limitations. The limitations of the body are sometimes balanced in proportion to my discipline with a daily conscious physical connection, but I’m not perfect. It’s hard for me to show up for myself all the time every day. But I’m trying. There’s so much. The to-do list is enormous. I’m not sure I can get it all done.
I’m having some really amazing successes now and again, but sometimes when a little slip occurs, it’s easy for me to get down on myself. It gets even more intense when I consider what everybody else is going through. I have friends and war zones. I was an altar boy at that church. Everything is wrong. Everything seems broken. Are we on the right timeline? Are we in the correct Universe? I thought we were better than this. I had hoped we were capable of more. What, oh, what can we ever do to fix it all and have it all working in a healthy, conscious, sustainable, and creative way? Why can’t we all get along?
And as I write this, I look down on the peppers ripening in my garden. I see the sparkle of the crystals in the river rock I placed there with sacredness. The reclining summer sun saturates my cells, and I feel an energy that I can most succinctly call Life. And I realize in this moment that there is a wisdom and intelligence in the growth cycle of Nature. The flower knows exactly what it’s doing. Every moment is a musical note in an orchestral cyclical rhythm like waves crashing on the seashore.
And I must believe, in this moment, that I can do everything I can to cultivate what beautiful herbs and flowers, chard, and peppers I can in my Garden. Maybe they’ll be beautiful for a moment. Maybe I could share some of the bounty. Maybe I can encourage in others the growth of MORE flowers, more peppers.
And maybe, what that bounty really contains is the celebration of the sacredness of the present moment and the love we are capable of feeling and creating on this planet.
And maybe, just maybe, we can all love with the ferocity of the radiance of the sunlight sparkling on the flower and share that bounty.
And maybe, for a moment, we can add whatever incredibly beautiful song we can sing however we can.
And maybe, if we all love, as if right now is actually Eternity, then maybe, just maybe, that will be more love than there are humans on the planet and, may it be that with enough sharing of our own harvest, we can contribute to the glory of the entire song.
May it be so.
– Courtesy of Evolutionary Astrology with Ryan Evans. Visit ryanevansastrology.com for readings and classes.
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