posted December 13, 2004 12:48 AM         

"While she slept she had a dream. She dreamt that the Neverland had come too near, and that a strange boy had broken through from it. He did not alarm her, for she thought she had seen him before in the faces of many women who have no children, Perhaps he is to be seen in the faces of some mothers also ...The dream itself would have been a trifle, but while she was dreaming, the window...blew open, and a boy did drop to the floor. He was accompanied by a strange light...."

posted December 13, 2004 01:48 AM         

They should cheer up, because their chances of reconcilliation are excellent-when she stops pouting and he stops trying to escape himself, which is, of course, a solution doomed to failure. Its impossible to escape ones self, as impossible as it is to permanately avoid the other half of ones self. If there should be more than one negative aspect between the luminaries, ascendants, mars and venus in their birth charts, they could remain divided. But their will always be the memories....

Water is the most mysterious of all elements. I have this little "water meditation" that flashed into my mind unbidden lately-which is symbolically important to all Cancer-Pisces lovers who are receptive enough to read between the lines and see their own relationship reflected in allegory. Its a kind of test of their sensitivity to the hidden lesson of the macrocrosm and the microcrosm, the former being my water meditation, the latter their own love affair or marriage , with the answer at the end of the chapter. Usually my meditation moment flashes while Im drinking a glass of icy cold water, when im especially thirsty-when im washing the inky pen and type writer ribbon marks from my hands with sopa and water, then drying them with a towel-or standing in the shower, with warm water pouring over me, cleansing, revitalizing, and refreshing my soul, as surely as my body.When this water meditation flashes into my mind, its like a brilliant white light, yet also green...and hauntingly fragrant.

I think of the quiet woodland streams of Scorpio, Cancer, and Pisces. Then I ponder the miraculous effect of water to renew-our basic, urgent (seldom realized) need of it. What would I do without it? How could I bear to suddenly know there was no longer any puure water? None to drink to quench my thirst, none in which to wash my hands, none to stand under in the shower. Water!
....sweetly singing and cool, washing away all negative, all ugliness and soil...leaving everything all new and clean and sparkling again. I think of the cool needles of fresh scented, gentle rain, falling on my uplifted face from the sky. Then I think of the Earths latest horror-acid rain and snow. The most serious environmental threat of this or any century. Caused by the pollution from industry's smokestacks and auto exhaust, nuclear waste and sulphorous coal-steadily increasing. Already, many a lake contains only dead fish killed by acis rain...dead plants, once green and living..over many acres of land. Less than a decade ago, acid rain was only a danger to certain european countries whose mountaineous soils were unable to neutralize the acids , parts of canada and parts of the northeastern US. Now virtually all rainb fall east of the Mississippi river...and in parts of S. California...is below the PH safety level, fast approaching the fatal level for all fish and plant life. The weathering and erosion of metal and stone buildings and monuments have accelerated alarmingly in those areas.

posted December 13, 2004 11:31 PM         

Thats how it is when you contemplate losing something precious...and this is the way the cancerian woman and pisces amn feel about losing eachother, once they've deeply loved. What in the world would he do if he ever lost her? what if the soft rain of her happy tears became the acid rain of bitterness? How could she live without him? The girl crab and the fish feel their emotions with an intensity that belies their outwardly reticent, quiet manner. As with my new and genuine love affair with water, when the enormity of such a loss strikes the lunar lady and her pisces man in that awful, shocking way of reality when it suddenly hits hard, not just a hazy "maybe" their minds and hearts and souls are all three unexspectadly overwhelmed with a surge of emotion difficult to express, because the thought of the possibility sufuses the intellect and the feelings so totally.

All the more reason for the moon maid and her pisces man to make a special effort to refuse to allow a few differences between their personalities to grow until they drown their caring. Fortunately, as with all 5-9 graced couples the differences are relatively minor, and can be smoothly compromised, once they're confessed -and softly lightened. SInce they both like happyendings, we'll peek at their problems first, then last of all, remind them of the oceans of good things that make their romantic chemistry so powerful.

The first scarecrow we in their garden when we peek is made of the strangest things.What could it be? Certainly not straw , the traditional material of scarecrows s. Its green, slightly soiled , crumpled and wrinkled, with bits of metal fastened here and there. Do you know what it is? It's money. Sure enough. See the presidents pictures? Actually worth much less in the long run , then straw or hay. The scarecrow of money can frighten some lady crabs and the fish they love with the ability to form itself into a high wall between them.

She likes to accumulate it, save it, keep it, stock lots of it in the bank, stuff it in her satchets and watch it grow sturdily through investments. Shes normally more than a little economical with cash , if shes a typical cancerian , and she may nag him about being so disinterested in gathering up scoops of it, so careless about scattering it around amongst his friends who need it, spending such large sums of it on his multiple dreamsand schemes-and what she considers to be unecessarily large tips to waiters, waitresses, bellmen, doormen, redcaps, porters and the like.

If his natal moon or ascendant is in cancer ,or her natal moon or ascendant is in Psices, he'll be less extravagant , she'll be less cautious -and the money scarecrow will be less scary. Otherwise he'll have to try to understand that shes not really stingy, just concerend about her security in what he must admit is an increasingly insecure world- and she'll have to try to comprehend that an excessive cincentration on cash strangles his creative freedom and his imagination equally. THen they should operate checking accounts , each of which will be none of eachothers business whatsoever. (Even so he'll be less interested in her monthly balance tgeb she'll be in his.)

Another scarecrow looms in the moonlight. Things are always either more mysterious or eerie or more mysteriosua nd lovely in the moonlight depending on which eye is used to view them-the two normal orbs or the third eye of Knowing. THis scarecrow is called moodiness, a complaint each of these two will make against eachother. He withdraws into Neptunes silences to meditate, and she becomes cross because he wont tell her what he's thinking. Or-she crawls into her crab shell to brood in an explicable melanchily during the waning Moon, and this causes him to be depressed, because the Pisces man, as I've noted before, is a psychic sponge, helplessely absorbing all the feelings around him. Influnced by lunar phases, the cancer woman is a "reflector" of feelings, imaging them back like a photographic plate. (It's not a coincidence that most crabs are either photographers or intensely interested in photography) So she refelcts his silences, and he absorbs her melancholy. He's curious about what she's thinking when she's quiet, though his curious is more veiled than hers. These two like to keep secrets, at the same time they like to know secrets, and each is equally adept at pulling secrets out of others, while locking their own against all question. Once they recognize this trait they share, they can learn to alugh about it, and refuse to allow it to cause tension between them. The girl crab's great sense of Looney Bird humor is a saving grace regarding many of their problems.

Unless there are unusually severe afflictions between the luminaries and ascendants is their horoscopes, there should be no sexual scarecrows to frighten them during their lovemaking. Normally cancer and pisces are ideally mated in a physical sense. Through their sexual union, they experience rare joy of-not just receiving-not just giving-but exchanging the gift of fullfillment. The difference is soemthing many lovers never realize. Because they're so closely , even telapathically attunes to each others needs and desires , passion brings them profound peace, stills their trembling...and afterwards, when they've become two seperate individuals again, their Oneness lingers in their eyes, liek a memory of magic too deep to communicate in words, best left to only quiet knowing.

posted December 17, 2004 11:04 PM         

Pisces and Cancer ~ great match.

All the best to you!