The Astrological Journal November 2018
Victor Olliver's Editorial
Dust versus the divine. Or not.
Once we die we are just soulless motes of micro-dust again - atoms that may constitute new life (as we know it) in another part of the Universe in some distant future, or so physicist Prof. Brian Cox states as a "certainty" in a recent music video - for more of this go to the Astro News pages. Meanwhile, astrologer Tania Daniels' extraordinary memoir recounts a series of past-life regressions which unveiled the story behind her pronounced fear of fire, supported by charts drawn for key moments in her journey back in time. So, perhaps our legacy to the macrocosm may be a lot more than the professor's nomadic atoms. Something else endures beyond known matter and its transformations, possibly returns in what appears to be a cycle of spiritual corrections. Who knows? Meanwhile, acclaimed psychic surgeon Vincent Fuller purports to be a healing avatar of God - could Hygiea (asteroid of holistic wellbeing) in metamorphic Scorpio, in Fuller's 12th house of cosmic consciousness, be the signature of the divine instrument? Frankly, I have no idea. But if, say, Hygiea were in his 3rd house in Capricorn we might not be moved to ask the question in the first place. That's the thing about astrology: it keeps throwing up these pesky signs of pertinence to subjects-in-hand.
And here's a truly big 'meanwhile': in her Carter Memorial lecture, delivered at the last Astrological Association conference and published in this issue, Lynn Bell sets history against Uranus' trips through Taurus and discovers a correspondence to periods of unbounded desire and excess, obscenely illustrated by the monstrous bulls and minotaurs of Picasso. The skies are implicated - perhaps they are part of a greater cycle of potential 'corrections' which only a few of us care to interpret. We can speculate.
These stories (and more) all have the capacity to test sharply our ideas, prejudices and beliefs. "What do you think of these differing perspectives?" I hear you ask. Let's see.I am reminded of a passage in Saul Bellow's faintly mystical novel Mr. Sammler's Planet. Its eponymous central character spots illegible graffiti on a vacant building and reflects: "Most scrawls could be ignored. These for some reason caught on with Mr. Sammler as pertinent. Eloquent. Of what? Of future nonbeing...But also of the greatness of eternity which shall lift us from this present shallowness". You'll not find graffiti in this magazine, but it's amazing that what may confound can also inspire and enlarge one's view, without commitment.
Frank-you very much
I have much reason to be grateful to Frank Clifford who has been a constant support to me in my editorship - contributing work, ideas, author suggestions and encouragement. And the odd ticking off in early days when his Virgo Moon spotted this Pisces Moon's odd slip-up or two. And now I thank him for the three classical music essays by Angela Voss, Chris McRae and Joan Kendig - and the three more to come in the Jan-Feb 2019 issue (in which we also celebrate the magazine's 60th birthday). These excellent pieces of astrological analyses - I found especially instructive McRae's work on the quintile family of aspects in the charts of Mancini and Pavarotti - started life as part of another project by Frank; and it was our good fortune that they found their way here. For the Journal's 60th birthday we'll be surveying the high points of the magazine from January 1959 to the present - and Frank has had a hand in this, too, as you'll see. Thank you (again!)
This is the editorial from the November 2018 edition of the Astrological Journal, the UK's premier astrological magazine.