Venus at the End of October.
I realize I did not do the story of Venus any justice with my last post regarding her journey this month.
The performance between the Sun and Venus ends with an encore, so its appropriate to be adding on additional information for the upcoming transit. I really need to expand on the conjunction of the Sun and Venus. It is a pretty big deal in Astrology community. They call this the “Venus Kazzimi”, using an Arabic word /كاظمي/, which supposedly means ‘in the heart of the sun’. I must add that I have yet to find this to be true with my own personal investigation. كاظمي seems to be nothing more than a surname, but I am certainly interested to know if there is any ancient text (or modern origin story) showing where this word and definition comes from. Nevertheless, any conjunction with the Sun is going to light a fire under the planet crossing its path.
This Venus-Sun conjunction will be the first in the sign of Libra since the 1800s. Arielle Gutman has coined a term for the path of these Kazzimi points as the “Venus Star Points”. Her work on this mesmerizing dance between the Sun and Venus can be found here on her website. Suffice to say, this is a pretty big deal, and comes before the last Scorpio Venus Star point, after 100 years (1926–2026). Her path will no longer be rocked as she traverses through her fall, instead, she will meet the Sun at home from 2026 on. It means that after 2026, every Venus Kazzimi in this leg of the star will take place in Libra.
This year will be the giant dress rehearsal for that new era, it seems. We can take notes and notice the new patterns that will develop from this transit occurring. Even though the Kazzimi will take place in Venus’s home sign of Libra, she will pull ahead of the Sun and literally right into her detriment. Scorpio is the sign of Venus’s detriment because it is opposite her other home sign of Taurus on the Zodiacal wheel. To top it all off, this will be a lunar eclipse, as the lunar nodes are in positioned in the Taurus/Scorpio axis. Venus will enter into the shadow of the dark moon. There is so much fresh imagery in this post about Ketu (or the tail of the dragon, i.e the south node of the moon). The new moon will be amplified by the darkness of the south node.
Journal entry:
Yesterday, I finally blew up with regards to my grandpa. I had already had somewhat of an exhausting day, waking up at three in the morning to take a shower because I couldn’t sleep anymore. The kids had their first day at school and my sister had her first day at work without me. Grandma and I were supposed to get a haircut, but she canceled on me because she wasn’t feeling well. My Astrology partner and I decided to knock out a reading so we could take today off. It was an easy chart to connect with and the message came out pretty clearly. “Stop pushing so hard and allow the Divine to have your back”. She was worried about where her life path was going. Could she be fulfilled in her career by doing something meaningful? If so, what? Would she have success in relationships? Would her kids be okay? Of course, she asked these questions in different words and I’m only abbreviating the thought process. This is coming from a scarcity mindset. She had a childhood that hardened her and she wanted to take on the world for her children. She wanted to build them a staircase to take to the top. She was worried about them having experiences like hers.
I’m on the other end of this with my grandpa. I want to be nothing like him, but I do have compassion for him. Yesterday, that part was not obvious. It started out with a comment about my nephew’s jumpsuit he wore to school. “Did she send him in that pretty little outfit today?” I knew what he was getting at. He doesn’t want my nephew to get picked on. He doesn’t want him to have experiences like he had. He was once nearly sexually assaulted by a man and probably attributes this to him being a handsome young man. But it annoyed me that he was projecting that on to my nephew. I barked back that he would be able to handle himself and that my grandpa didn’t need to worry.
Grandpa’s dementia is beginning to show signs of rage. Later that evening, my sister got home with the kids and was sitting at the table talking to my grandma while mom cooked dinner. By this time, I’d already had to run to the grocery store to buy the exact mushroom gravy that grandpa wanted for the roast mom was cooking. Sometimes I do those little errands a bit spitefully. I try to make grandpa realize he is an inconvenience but in a covert way. Grimacing smiles and smart ass comments that I know he won’t understand to the degree that is necessary to notice any sarcasm. All of a sudden, grandpa yells into the kitchen, while everyone is talking. He demands that if we are going to talk to one another we need to all be sitting at the table. I shot back a death glare and told him that mom was cooking his dinner so she couldn’t sit. He was clearly getting worked up and looking for a fight. I have to admit, so was I. I took the bait again.
Ultimately I yelled that he could go watch TV in his room if he really wanted to hear it. His response to me was “You don’t tell me what to do in my house girl.” Despite the fact that I am definitely a girl, this is where he fucked up. I knew he meant it in a demoralizing way. I knew he was trying to put me in my place. He shouted for me to go out to my trailer and I stood up and said “Gladly” with the smuggest go fuck yourself look I have ever felt on my face. As I approached the back door, it got the best of me. “I’m tired of this!” I shouted. He responded “I’m tired of you too!!” at the top of his lungs. “I could come over there and kick your ass!” Is what I think he said. To be honest, he may have said “kick your ass out”. He said something to the effect of kicking my ass in some way. So I turned to the side and presented my ass with a hand wave, “Here it is” I said while looking him dead in the eye. I was shaking but I knew he couldn’t even get up from the chair let alone hurt me in anyway. Nope. He knows I actually am more powerful than him. For once in his life, a woman could kick his ass and its his fucking grand daughter; the youngest one.
I take not credit for this position God put me in. Someone had to put grandpa in his place, even if that meant by showing him how powerless he actually is. As I walked out the door I screamed at him and told him that he better not take it out on anyone else when I left. And I did. I was shaking like crazy so I walked over to my sisters place where the fire pit is. She was attempting to have a conversation with her husband, but coincidentally the called dropped as soon as I walked up. When she saw the state I was in, she texted him and told him it would be a minute before she called back. I was in shock. I couldn’t believe what I’d done and I worried for my grandma and mom. My sister consoled me. She held me while I cried.
My mom walked out and I continued to cry. It felt like I’d thrown a wrench into my work. We all sat together, while my mom told me she wasn’t going to speak with him anymore. She also talked about how he wasn’t around during her childhood. Not even when she’d had surgeries for polio, because he was always out working on the ships. Boomers had absent fathers that were dedicated to their jobs, especially servicemen. When I told mom that he was not a reflection of her, she added that she knew that because he was never there. Then mom had to run to the store to get my niece medicine for a toothache.
Grandpa walked outside and apologized to me. “Hey kid come ‘ere,” he said gently. I walked up with my tear dried eyes. “I didn’t mean to upset you,” he said. I apologized in return “You didn’t I just had a bad day and I shouldn’t have taken it out on you”. “I had a bad day too,” he responded. Everyday is a bad day for grandpa, but not this one. In fact, grandpa spent the rest of the evening sitting at the table with all of us women. I did the dishes while grandma and mom sat at the table too. My sister was in and out between the kids and the conversation inside.
In the last post I made about Venus, the image I chose was a statue of Venus with gold filling cracks like the Japanese art of Kintsugi. I think that’s the message for this Kazzimi. Venus might be shattered by the end of this initiation, but she will come back perfectly imperfect. The repair is fully illuminated and serves as the glue to hold together the damage.
Gene Key 50
In addition to my Astrology work, I also look at Gene Keys for clients. I’m reflecting on Gene Key 50 today because there is a conjunction between the Sun and Venus that will kick off eclipse season. Gene Key 50 is about finding these extremes that lead us to either being locked in a Fine China Cabinet or being knocked off our ledge where we must pick up all the broken pieces. The shadow of this Gene Key is Corruption. We are being asked to find the root of the corruption in our lives. Where are the corrupt programs? Richard Rudd says that Corruption is a cosmic weed. It continues to come up until we identify the source. In fact, we cannot be passive, otherwise the weed takes over the entire garden. We must stand up and fight, but even that can lead to an extreme. It must come in Divine Timing. The tests the universe sends show us where those lines should be drawn. We are all born with a pre-installed virus, which we must find so we can reboot our hard drive. “This virus is our karmic legacy”.
When we do, we unwrap the gift of equilibrium. Equilibrium is achieved when we find that happy medium. When we’ve put ourself in situations that help us to find the center point. Then we can stay there or at least strive to. When we balance the path of love and the path wisdom, we find the path of truth. Rather than living a flat life of hopelessness, we open our mind to possibility. No longer do we believe that nothing can be done about sin. We no longer accept that it is just a fact of life. We awaken to our own capabilities and see that we can extract the virus. We can identify our corrupted habits and replace them with new and better ways of living.
The extremes of corruption hurt us enough that we remain in the center. We achieve the siddhi, which is the highest frequency of this Gene Key. That is Harmony. “Equilibrium is the flower, Harmony is the fruit” as Richard Rudd puts it. We are constantly trying to maintain equilibrium as living organisms. There are many things to be balanced in life. When we are caught in the illusion (the Maya), we are caught in the net of the great drama that all beings find themselves. As we raise our frequency, we awaken to the higher Harmony. The higher we go, the more people we find on a similar path of learning, growing, and expanding. Our allies become our fellow seekers. We leave behind the emotional system, and notice our relationships to be the way for us to learn on this quest. This quest to continue ever higher. Of course, we must balance this, as well. We must see from this bird’s eye perspective, but remain grounded. This Gene Key brings awareness to our role in the hologram of the universe.
Even if thats to be the force behind a shattered piece of pottery only to become the golden glue holding everything back together.
