In 1975 my friends Susan and Andrea dedicated a little book to me.
It was called, appropriately enough
saturn cycle : notations
Saturn speaks through Susan’s art and Andrea’s words
and in these unsteady times, I find myself on an unofficial Saturn Return.
Here are two of my favorite pieces from that sweet book.
now there are voices. what do you fear, they ask me, make lists.
well. that i am not of this place, that i am not of it,
that it is not me, that we are not made of the same stuff. my form is only seemingly
its form and anyway all of this is a mystery to me and i never liked
mysteries. and i fear the power of this place, the darknesses, the
places where it seems to flow together whether i am there or not and o
when bits of it break off and die and are gone then and the wind, i fear
the wind, its raspy voice chills me and since you ask i fear there
are tales to be told by all that live here and i won’t understand what they mean; i fear my
ignorance then, and the longing in me. but i love brushing against
it as i go by, the feel of it, making new shapes in it. i love the
birdsounds and purrs and screeches and growls of it, and its texture.
the spots that shine. the sparkles in the rock.
© 1975 Andrea Carlisle and Susan Walsh
You can read more of Andrea’s work at her blog: www.andreacarlisle.com and soon Susan will have a blog right here. She is currently working on an edition of prints and continues to make gorgeous signs for our coastal communities.
MORE TO COME ABOUT OLE SATURN!
AND MANY OTHER STORIES
In the meantime–get out your chart and in another post–we will look at where Saturn and the other biggies are speaking to you. Will be helpful.