I spent last week in seaside Currarong, a beauty tucked off the beaten path, on the south coast of NSW. More village than town, a “suburb” perhaps- a word that offers no sense of its picturesque nature, where housing prices have gone through the roof and most of the locals sold out to us holiday makers.The cute shops are gone and the fresh veggie garden too but the Arts and Craft store survives with its multicolored tea cosies and toilet roll covers: handmade by a wonderful gaggle of lady knitters stationed round the communal table in the back.My sisters and I have met here every January for the past decade; honoring the community that is family.
In the dusky evening light we are having dinner on the deck and my niece eyes a fin in the water by the jetty; a good 150 yards away.We venture down to sight an 8 foot grey nurse shark, right up in the shallows where you’d think it too big to swim- but it can and does.It’s the jetty that the fisherman use so there’s often the gutted remains of their catch on the rocks.My sister, Philippa, starts throwing these into the water to feed this creature.Keeping it within view somehow feels safe.The light fades and the water becomes murky… rather more unsettling…
I get caught up in all the chaos of making life happen which keeps my faith in astrology strong — for me it's a solid structure.Not that I am anything but an amature sleuth in my astral imaginings but it's a tool that certainly helps make sense of it all— “all” being "life” that is. I see my destiny as a prescribed set of possibilitites— or “potentialities” if you like — which I find is very helpful as it puts a boundary on things… like what one might imagine one might do—for instance—I could be a teacher but its unlikely I'll be a CEO.
It is my birthday — I’m lounging on my bed in in the Brooklyn Arts Hotel in Melbourne.It’s a real B and B with totally fab, big, old rooms—boho style-— a bit like the old pensione in Italy I remember from my early 20’s.—— its really hot and my gift to myself is to do as little as possible… I’m reading through the typical Aquarian traits ... truthful, just, curious… which I'm certainly agreeing with and on the flip side …..unpredictable, with a tendency to go off track… which I can't really deny.…Aquarians see the big picture— but what if you don't like the big picture at the moment?
Sometimes I love to lie and listen to just the sound of life happening….last week I slept to the soft repetition of the waves on the beach and woke to a strange chorus of birds - slowly replaced with laughter and children, dog noises and boats, as the day progressed. Now I’m hearing church bells and the passing traffic outside— someone’s talking on their phone in the hallway… a piano is being played…the front door opens and closes…like a beautiful shadow it’s a simplification of things…and all that is needed at this moment….very peaceful.