I was pondering what I might write in a SkyScraping post when to my surprise I noticed how much dust is on my computer screen, desk and office ornamentals. While it’s great to be enjoying the seasonal shift, the winds have sought to remind me of the need for earthly manifestation by placing ever accruing layers of dust everywhere. So I figured this post might be a perfect tribute to the Moon in Virgo with Venus, Mars and Pluto trining out an earth sign pattern.
Recently I read an astronomical article that indicated that it is now believed that we are more dust than we might have imagined. Indeed, it is said at life-ending services, “Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.” Well, now astronomers are quite sure that we (as in our bodies) are comprised of dust that likely originated in the core of our galaxy. Our space station, Earth, also consists of debris showered into the local universe from the core of our galaxy. While this might fall into the category of a musing “hmm,” the key element from my dusty desk’s notes suggest that we since are all of the galactic center in physical reality, perhaps we can capture all of the nonphysical essence of the Galactic Center’s progressive blasts of insight far more organically than previously imagined.
Dusty subtext to be noted: Ground galactic insights, make them real, stack them up and permit the benefits of being an innovator come your way. Venus recently trined Pluto and Mars soon will. If you value it, then prototype it, and present it to make the essence of the dust viable and clearly envisioned and properly viewed per Venus. Then, Mars overcomes inertia and gets support, energy and the dispersion and delegation of tasks to be done in a way that practical applications soon result, and result on a grand, consciousness-changing scale, as Pluto in Capricorn would fully endorse. Of course, Pluto in Capricorn supports things that truly expedite tasks, increase efficiency, save time so that more good can be done with non-work time and preserve resources, and then enable a return on investment that transcends greed while in profit-making mode.
Speaking of Pluto, here’s an interesting dust tidbit for you. Likely online news blurbs about the New Horizons Space Probe have made it to your computer screen (hopefully dust-free computer screen). Did you also read that Clyde Tombaugh, the discoverer of Pluto is onboard? I was going to post this yesterday, but who would have believed it on April Fools, right? It’s true, one ounce of Clyde Tombaugh’s ashes are vialed up and onboard the New Horizons Space Probe. It’s cool in a Pluto sort of way, isn’t it? Certainly it prompted me to dust off the signed copy of Clyde Tombaugh’s book, Out of the Darkness - The Planet Pluto (co-written with Patrick Moore) that I found in an online auction a few years back.
Folded up in this treasured collectable (you know, a Pluto in Capricorn thing) between the front cover and title plage is a list that Tombaugh himself penned and signed, entitled “The Ten Special Commandments for a Would-Be Planet Hunter according to Clyde Tombaugh.” Realizing these are for those seeking to discover new planets, the axioms apply to any daunting and worthwhile major life objective.
Consider (with my inserts) the following excerpts:
Thou shalt dedicate thy whole being to the search project (life objective, massive world-saving goal) with infinite patience and perseverance.
Thou shalt have no dates (distracting social activity, social media obsessiveness) except at full moon when long exposure plates cannot be taken at the telescope.
Many false planets shall appear before thee, hundreds of them, and thou shalt check every one with a third plate (here, the Virgo rule of threes for data confirmation and fact checking).
Finally...
Thou shalt not engage in any dissipation, that thy years may be many, for thou shalt need them to finish the job!
So Mr. Tombaugh and I agree. Dust off objectives. Line up what you need to get the tasks done. And per Pluto, do the deeds as if there is no tomorrow, and with the soul-saturating passion that only Pluto can render.
And in true Pluto and Capricorn tribute, the late, great Mr. Tombaugh gets the last word as New Horizon speeds toward previously unknown depths in space, leaving us mortals behind once again to ponder the new horizons he so aptly brings into view, “Eat my dust.”
More soon.