This year, 2018, the Annual Saturn Retrograde is from 18th April to 6th of September. Explanation to more than a decade of research on annual Saturn Retrograde is here:Saturn Retrograde Summary. Reading through it would enable the reader to gauge the serpentine multiple layers, of this annual period. This introduction being over, I would now like to take the reader to take the plunge into the the marshy Inland Empire, the swampy Lynchian universe of Saturn Retro.
For a Saturnine person, Saturn Retro is a time of rewind/ reversal/ retrogression. Quite similar to the story premise of the movie Back To The Future. What it is for other star configurations has been discussed in detail in the Saturn Retro Summary. From the perspective of this Saturnine observer/ blogger, it is a period for entering into my former shadow selves, past lives. It's an entering into the Neptunian territory, the Marsh of the crocodile infested Swadhisthana Chakra. It's a period for entering into the universe of David Lynch, the often nightmarish backwaters of Inland Empire. Into the serpentine, visceral, dis-real world of Twin Peaks. Saturnine beings become heavy, nebulous, cloudy, diffused during this period of Saturn Retro, so that they may become light, simple and forward thinking later, once Saturn moves in a directional motion. In the seasons of time, this annual period is given for recompense, reparation, and redemption. So that one may begin the process of moving forward, once this period ends.
As mentioned in many previous posts before, for me, blogging, writing, philosophical musings, contemplations are a function of Saturn retrograde. It's not my natural self, but the Retrograde aspect of it. As an individual, writing comes to me with great consummate ease. And, being of an intellectual, philosophical disposition, furthermore being born in a family of writers, this medium of expression could have forayed me to great levels of recognition. But alas, as I slowly unravelled over the years, deconstructing the self, layer by layer of Saturn Retro season, writing for me, especially, this self conscious, contemplative aspect, is but an aspect of the Saturn Retrograde function. Hence, only during this annual period, like a man possessed by by the spirit of H.P. Lovecraft, Edgar Allan Poe, like a dark serpentine fish taking to depths of murky water, I take to words with aplomb and gusto. And as a sacred ceremony, offering o this period of retrogression, I carry out this exercise, this ceremony of Retrograde writing. Not as a forward, linear, logocentric, extension of rationale/ meaning, but rather, writing as a form of deconstruction, writing and crossing out words, writing as an act of redemption, reparation for past (life) transgressions (?!)
What surprises me, that last year, 2017, there was NOT an single article on Saturn Retrograde in this blog. I wonder, has bypassing this essential ceremony of retrogression, made me miss out on my usual/ annual ration of action allotted to me, once Saturn went forward (?!). But mysteriously, that year never saw me sit in front of keyboard, monitor, which is the only medium by which I blog/ write about Saturn Retro.
This year, at the beginning/ onset of Saturn Retrograde, a friend did a voluntary reading of Kuan Yin Oracle cards for me. Came the Card 43: A Vale Of Shadows. Here, I was in my Hometown Guwahati, the Brahmaputra valley, the Saraighat bridge, where the width of the river ran shortest, squeezed into a narrow gauge, the Vale of most intense electromagnetic, Shakti (Ma Kamakhya) energies. Yet, now from the Retrograde perspective, and as a learned friend of mine pointed out to me, this was historically, also a lair for purification, redemption, sacrifice, and retrogression into past lives. And this latter fact, I have felt very conclusively, as since 22nd December, I have travelled many times to my hometown Guwahati, and participated in my usual prayers in the Shakti peeth of Ma Kamakhya, but since the onset of Saturn Retro, these prayers, otherwise which are energetic, energy infused, have begun to take on an aura of reparation, redemption, self sacrifice, etc. This distinct energy shift has been made aware to me WHILE in this exact process of writing this previous sentence. Illustrating the magnitude of the penetration of Saturn Retro, into all areas/ practices of my life.
In fact, during Saturn Retro, there exists no other option for the Saturnine being, however skilful, dexterous, qualified, capable, except Self surrender, regression, surrender, catharsis, brooding contemplation. And, self deconstruction of one's beings like Jean Paul Sartre's being and Nothingness, is one valid form in which to address the energies of this period.
Suddenly, taking a break, and reading over the previous paragraphs, I have a distinct urge to label each passage/ paragraph, but then, reminding myself of the adage of Deconstruction "an abstract preface to an text, alludes to the approach of a man wearing a bathrobe as opposed to the sacred robes by which one absorbs the textual content and it's becoming , the becoming of philosophy itself ..". Not the exact words, but something like that. Here, in retrograde writing, we attempt to think about thinking, while in the process of thinking.
I just took a break, reading the earlier posts from Saturn Retro 2016. So much references to the Saturn Retro Paris Trip of 2009, and so much astrological data, that my own brains are getting completely fried from reading it. In comparison, this post is like someone talking, narrating, his story. The human aspect of it. It feels much easier to write and read. But this simplification, purification has taken place ONLY through the grilling/ cathartic process of many many years of annual Saturn retrograde.
Inertial exhaustion, metal fatigue, the wastelands, the debris, the corridors of obscurity, "love was a fluid, now it's all smeared", the sunken eyes, the jaded hollow cheeks, the leftover of dreams, the lament, the Neptunian longing for the Lost kingdom, the fallen angels, the moon in the gutter, the coming of age, the bones hath become brittle and old, the horror of human bondage, the rivers of love and youth have long run dry,,,
..(to be continued (?!)...
For a Saturnine person, Saturn Retro is a time of rewind/ reversal/ retrogression. Quite similar to the story premise of the movie Back To The Future. What it is for other star configurations has been discussed in detail in the Saturn Retro Summary. From the perspective of this Saturnine observer/ blogger, it is a period for entering into my former shadow selves, past lives. It's an entering into the Neptunian territory, the Marsh of the crocodile infested Swadhisthana Chakra. It's a period for entering into the universe of David Lynch, the often nightmarish backwaters of Inland Empire. Into the serpentine, visceral, dis-real world of Twin Peaks. Saturnine beings become heavy, nebulous, cloudy, diffused during this period of Saturn Retro, so that they may become light, simple and forward thinking later, once Saturn moves in a directional motion. In the seasons of time, this annual period is given for recompense, reparation, and redemption. So that one may begin the process of moving forward, once this period ends.
As mentioned in many previous posts before, for me, blogging, writing, philosophical musings, contemplations are a function of Saturn retrograde. It's not my natural self, but the Retrograde aspect of it. As an individual, writing comes to me with great consummate ease. And, being of an intellectual, philosophical disposition, furthermore being born in a family of writers, this medium of expression could have forayed me to great levels of recognition. But alas, as I slowly unravelled over the years, deconstructing the self, layer by layer of Saturn Retro season, writing for me, especially, this self conscious, contemplative aspect, is but an aspect of the Saturn Retrograde function. Hence, only during this annual period, like a man possessed by by the spirit of H.P. Lovecraft, Edgar Allan Poe, like a dark serpentine fish taking to depths of murky water, I take to words with aplomb and gusto. And as a sacred ceremony, offering o this period of retrogression, I carry out this exercise, this ceremony of Retrograde writing. Not as a forward, linear, logocentric, extension of rationale/ meaning, but rather, writing as a form of deconstruction, writing and crossing out words, writing as an act of redemption, reparation for past (life) transgressions (?!)
What surprises me, that last year, 2017, there was NOT an single article on Saturn Retrograde in this blog. I wonder, has bypassing this essential ceremony of retrogression, made me miss out on my usual/ annual ration of action allotted to me, once Saturn went forward (?!). But mysteriously, that year never saw me sit in front of keyboard, monitor, which is the only medium by which I blog/ write about Saturn Retro.
This year, at the beginning/ onset of Saturn Retrograde, a friend did a voluntary reading of Kuan Yin Oracle cards for me. Came the Card 43: A Vale Of Shadows. Here, I was in my Hometown Guwahati, the Brahmaputra valley, the Saraighat bridge, where the width of the river ran shortest, squeezed into a narrow gauge, the Vale of most intense electromagnetic, Shakti (Ma Kamakhya) energies. Yet, now from the Retrograde perspective, and as a learned friend of mine pointed out to me, this was historically, also a lair for purification, redemption, sacrifice, and retrogression into past lives. And this latter fact, I have felt very conclusively, as since 22nd December, I have travelled many times to my hometown Guwahati, and participated in my usual prayers in the Shakti peeth of Ma Kamakhya, but since the onset of Saturn Retro, these prayers, otherwise which are energetic, energy infused, have begun to take on an aura of reparation, redemption, self sacrifice, etc. This distinct energy shift has been made aware to me WHILE in this exact process of writing this previous sentence. Illustrating the magnitude of the penetration of Saturn Retro, into all areas/ practices of my life.
In fact, during Saturn Retro, there exists no other option for the Saturnine being, however skilful, dexterous, qualified, capable, except Self surrender, regression, surrender, catharsis, brooding contemplation. And, self deconstruction of one's beings like Jean Paul Sartre's being and Nothingness, is one valid form in which to address the energies of this period.
Suddenly, taking a break, and reading over the previous paragraphs, I have a distinct urge to label each passage/ paragraph, but then, reminding myself of the adage of Deconstruction "an abstract preface to an text, alludes to the approach of a man wearing a bathrobe as opposed to the sacred robes by which one absorbs the textual content and it's becoming , the becoming of philosophy itself ..". Not the exact words, but something like that. Here, in retrograde writing, we attempt to think about thinking, while in the process of thinking.
I just took a break, reading the earlier posts from Saturn Retro 2016. So much references to the Saturn Retro Paris Trip of 2009, and so much astrological data, that my own brains are getting completely fried from reading it. In comparison, this post is like someone talking, narrating, his story. The human aspect of it. It feels much easier to write and read. But this simplification, purification has taken place ONLY through the grilling/ cathartic process of many many years of annual Saturn retrograde.
Inertial exhaustion, metal fatigue, the wastelands, the debris, the corridors of obscurity, "love was a fluid, now it's all smeared", the sunken eyes, the jaded hollow cheeks, the leftover of dreams, the lament, the Neptunian longing for the Lost kingdom, the fallen angels, the moon in the gutter, the coming of age, the bones hath become brittle and old, the horror of human bondage, the rivers of love and youth have long run dry,,,
..(to be continued (?!)...
