Memories are priceless keepsakes,
long lasting moments of light that do not fade.
Today my resolve is to bless the Sun that makes all beauty visible, and tonight to go into the garden, spread out a blanket and watch the sky spin overhead as time carries us towards the Solstice, my intent to capture memories.
Last night when I went to turn off the living room lights the view out the western window took my breath away and instantly gave it back to send me scrambling for my camera. Hovering high above the crescent moon that was quickly sliding behind the mountain spun Jupiter, fifth planet from our Sun. I gazed in awe at this tiny speck of light spinning in space, my brain struggled with the inconceivable fact that it's 318 times more massive than our blue/green planetary home. As distance, time and space once again took on a new perspective, I thought of the recent storms on Lago Maggiore, and one that was even then brewing to the east. The reason was that Jupiter, the top god in the early Roman pantheon, has long been associated with thunder and lightning. It was also meaningful in the moment that this planet is said to symbolise evolutionary development, representing the maturity that only comes with knowledge gained over time. What would happen if humanity all looked in and up and matured overnight?
In astrology, Jupiter symbolises an intersection, the place where ideas meet; where people or elements come together; where we find union, co-create harmony, and achieve balance. In light of just completing a hard week of work on a new project where four people had accomplished just that, this sphere of light hanging in the gloaming was a reflection of that well earned fact. Better still was thinking about how Jupiter indicates the ability to manifest a desire. Given that the project we'd birthed was a 15-year dream, the luminous orb overhead felt auspicious!
In a few short minutes as the Moon dropped behind the mountain ridge. Venus, draped in bright white, seemed to cry out, "Take me! Take me!", begging Jupiter to blow her a kiss and send her falling into the Moon's shimmering bowl of light. It was so easy to understand why Venus, second planet from the Sun, was named after the Roman Goddess of love and beauty.