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Apr 15Liked by Adam Sommer

My phone buzzed this morning announcing this post exactly as I was deep in gratitude for the messages sent to us from the past. I woke up to Rilke’s Book of Hours calling to me from my bookshelf and, boy, is it the medicine I need. I was in Maine on the 8th visiting my sister and we sat next to a river in Millinocket (their motto: Don’t Millinocket till you try it.) to witness it together. I am only vaguely curious about numbers but I happened to look at my phone when we arrived to the town and it was 11:11. Then my sister noted we were on Rt 11. I can’t say for sure that the eclipse did this to me but I am completely cracked open, like when you have lost something/someone you love and your heart aches and your awareness is heightened. Everything is beyond beautiful and I am brought to my knees in reverence for the gloriousness of this exquisite world especially as I witness and hold the atrocities of violence and loss happening. There is oddly no blame in me, just compassion for the fears, need for control, the ancient wounds, constricted beliefs, etc that have brought us here and this really is something. I came into this world on July 20, 1969 with Uranus at 0 degrees 41 minutes Libra and Jupiter at 0 degrees 44 minutes Libra and this knowledge plus the rawness of my heart these days makes me feel there is nothing to do but surrender. And that is your sense, too! Glad to be here with you.

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See this is why I love AI art, we would never get to see into a writer/astrologer's vision like this without DALL-e, Midjourney, etc...

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