The Sun Moves Through Libra
Time: September 21 – October 20.
Virtue: Contentment. Grace: Equanimity.
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—Got your pay?
—I’m content.
Problem is: The reverb of Virgo in all of us is healing, sobering, and sharpens the mind. But because of that very quality, it can also leave a tendency toward a slight—or at times not so slight—annoyance with the way things are.
This underlying frustration is like rust. It can get on your nerves, eating its way into your very soul, affecting your emotional balance and even your sense of priorities, which in turn can choke the nourishing waves of soul food of beauty and good cheer that we all enjoy—and even need—to stay vital and evolving.
So, it’s not that you no longer sense the beauty surrounding you every day, but that you no longer feel it. You don’t drink it in. Not really. Not fully. It’s a subtle process, but it is a process of dying. The result is a crippled soul and a sense of dissatisfaction with life itself, with our fellow humans, and with our own selves.
And Libra, to add to that, makes you more aware of social and moral imbalance—you eventually grow a keen eye for injustices; for exploitation and repression.
History shows that the solution isn’t always to react, rebel and agitate.
There’s definitely a struggle, a fight, a holy war to wage, but with one hand.
In one hand, we hold the sword. In the other hand, we hold the scales.
With one part of our being, we’re warriors. With another, we’re judges—we assess, we measure and maturely weigh the consequences of words and deeds—our own as well as others’. And we use that mature judgment to act wisely.
We weigh and assess because we don’t see the fight as an end in itself; it’s the metaphorical Sacred City of Harmony we want to make space for, it’s the gate to peace we want to unbar. The wall around that Sacred City of myths has twelve gates. So from twelve directions you can approach it—the sanctuary of visionaries and dreamers. Twelve kins, twelve lost tribes or karmic clans, all with their unique takes on a life in dignity, are meant to converge there, in peace; in a spirit of worship.
And that spirit is absent as long as we’re moping about our lot in life.
We have to get back in touch with the underlying question that keeps us on track:
What is essential here? What is of that spirit? That is the real question.
By centering ourselves, cultivate the virtue of being ok with our lot in life, we can get back in touch with that perpetual, burning, quiet question. It alone will give us the moral compass and the energy to keep moving. Was your feat worth the reward? Did your sweat and your sacrifices pay off? Was the medals, was the applause, was the gratification big enough? Did you really get what you deserved?
In a sense: no. Of course not. You never do.
In another sense your inner answer needs to be a centered, honest: ”I’m content.”
And that underlying, quiet contentment expresses itself as an inner gratitude.
Over time, this virtuous contentment allows the grace of equanimity to find its way into the depths of your soul, where it can settle like a deep timbre of concordance.
So, by being ok with things you become more balanced. Then you see where to go from where you are. Very hard, very simple. But the key is contentment. You chill.
Against that sacred sedative, even the horrors of war, of life’s humiliations, of the hard blows of a bitter fate can result in adequate, confident inner and outer action. Where you neither snap and react, nor timidly hold back, but rather act with full force: by working, thinking, loving, and fighting in mature equanimity.
Fighting in mature equanimity? Really? That’s how not you, but truth persuades.
The traditional name of that quiet question; of that messenger of messengers, is:
MI CHA EL
and its centered, its pivotal, modus operandi, traditionally expressed in Latin, is:
VERITAS PERSUADET
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