Another name for shadow projection.
Is the idea that our Outer world produces symbols that reflect our spirits, just like our inner one’s dreams and visions;
Is the fact that the Outer world is a dream and vision, just like our Inner one;
Is when that Outer dream, becomes a lucid one,
And is a natural result of when the Outer and Inner dreams become One —
And that they always were.
I am of the belief that stories and myths are the keys to understanding the journeys of the soul. Authors, writers, storytellers, and artists of all kinds channel the Gods (a fancy name for the universe’s Primordial Archetypal Signatures, which is pretty fancy in and of itself) in their work. There are few more sacred professions than that of the artist and storyteller.
Whether or not they want to, story-and-myth-tellers of all kinds unknowingly channel Spirit in their work. Whether or not they are consciously spiritual, our storytellers tell stories of the soul’s journey and evolution. And every now and then, a story gets told that holds more of the shimmer of Spirit therein.
I believe the Hunger Games is one of those tales.
For the past couple of years, in many of my meditations, one of the many symbols my mind presented me was of Katniss and Peeta uniting at the end of the Hunger Games, refusing to kill each other, forcing the Game Masters to let them both live. At the beginning, in the infancy of my spiritual awakening, I naturally had no conscious awareness of what exactly the story was that my unconscious mind was trying to tell. However, as I have progressed on making conscious the unconscious, mainly through learning about the key allegories and mythological systems for understanding inner spiritual initiation, I have come to realize several things:
First of all, in my understanding of the alchemical hermaphrodite — a basic symbol of the inner consecration of eternal Love through the making One of the polarities — the symbolism there was clear. It was a symbol of internal conjunction. Of Love overcoming Death, as Peeta and Katniss did by uniting.
But then, I decided to have a watch again tonight, as the movie and its many symbols were making rounds through my conscious awareness. I had to see if I was missing anything. And boy, the symbolism is richer than I thought, especially in consideration of the Zodiac.
In evolutionary/esoteric astrology, the soul is said to make its progression from Aries to Pisces throughout many lives. A basic theme is that the lower the number Zodiac sign, the more self-concerned, whereas the higher the number, the more selfless. This is why Aries can be considered brash and inconsiderate; this is why Pisces lets itself get steam-rolled over, is self-sacrificing, is allegorically associated with Jesus, etc. The soul learns the true meaning of Love in its journey through the Zodiac.
Watching the movie, I was reminded of the 1-12 District system, obviously reflecting the twelve signs. (I even remembered that, in the later books, there was a mysterious District 13 whose existence was uncertain. This made me chuckle remembering the controversy over Opiuchus.)
With the idea of the movie’s symbolic spiritual expression already cooking in my mind, the rest fit so easily, like puzzle pieces:
– District 1 (Aries) was home to the Careers. These were those who were raised to fight and succeed in the Hunger Games. Theirs were among the most selfish, and with the least heart, of all of the tributes.
– District 12 (Pisces) was home to our primary and secondary protagonists, Katniss and Peeta. Katniss first of all enters the games by sacrificing herself in lieu of her sister — a Piscean theme — volunteering as tribute. Katniss and Peeta exhibit the most heart throughout the games, with Katniss budding a relationship with District 11’s tribute — a clever girl named Rue. The symbolism is just too good here:
– After Rue from District 11 (Aquarius) tragically dies, we see all of the people of 11 violently rebel and overthrow their Watchers. In District 11, the beginnings of revolution are seen. With Aquarius, zodiac sign number 11, being associated with revolution and freedom, the match is just too perfect.
– Finally, at the end, as covered in the beginning of this post, Katniss and Peeta refuse to kill each other. Despite being told to kill each other, they join hands when they were the last two left and put their lives on the line for love of one another. This is the Victory of the Soul in Pisces, and the forging of the Eternal Alchemical Stone (or Rebis/Hermaphrodite). Oneness of opposites is a theme of Pisces with the cord connecting the two opposing fish, symbolic of the Pisces’ basic internal oneness and love/compassion. This is also seen alchemically with the Rebis/Hermaphrodite.
This is all symbolized by Peeta and Katniss becoming one at the end, thus transcending/conquering their deaths. Love won over Fear/Hatred, as it does within in our own inner journey.
The Hunger Games is a wonderful allegory for the victory of the soul, not only eerily matching the archetypal zodiac, but also containing alchemical (and even Gnostic) themes therein.
Know love, know truth;
No love, no truth..
To be in the know,
Submit to the flow.
To aim for perfection,
One holds onto tension.
To aim for perfection,
Avoid your reflection.
If the voice of God you wish to hear,
Let go of the wheel and let him steer.
Gone with the wind all you hold dear,
And gone with the wind all you fear.
The one highest virtue,
Is to live out your truth.
The pandemic was a global catastrophe that did not even start in the USA. It affected all nations. All nations were dealt the same cards, albeit with great variation in ability and willingness to properly handle and play those cards.
At least in the case of U.S. astrologers, people saying that the pandemic is part of the USA’s Pluto return seems like just another symptom of how USA citizens view themselves as the center of the world. I would be interested to see if any astrologers outside of the (*insert finger quotes and extreme sarcasm*) UnItEd (what a fucking joke) States have ascribed the pandemic as being an aspect of the USA’s Pluto return — and I doubt that has happened, unless I am overlooking something.
(Edit: Now, I am not saying there is no way they are not connected — I just feel like that point had to be raised, and I invite the pertinent discussion.)
That being said, I am not exactly sure what phenomena I would assign as part of the USA’s Pluto return other than what I’ve been fed and have read, e.g. corruption (such as, and absolutely not limited to, sex trafficking among the elites) coming to light and political instability/extreme division. Part of me feels like it is beyond comprehension, meaning anyone who can confidently say the Pluto return means “this, this, and this” is probably always going to be overlooking something and not seeing the full picture due to Pluto’s nature. It’s so subtle, in the dark, and behind the scenes, hidden from our conscious awareness.
My intuition, however, tells me that the cultural genocide and enslavement of entire groups of peoples is a dominant theme that is being/that has been addressed by the Pluto return. George Floyd’s death, for example, is for sure at least one major representation of the Pluto return. I think the single largest thing addressed by the Pluto return is the country’s foundation on racism and exploitation, including but not limited to the sacred Natives and Blacks. The symbols my intuitive mind presents me are A) the KKK, B) the 3/5 Compromise (such a relatively small part of the atrocities committed against Blacks, I know, but it’s what my mind is showing me. Perhaps an ideal symbol for how the Blacks were considered less-than-human), and C) the Trail of Tears.
Coming up next would be governmental/corporate power abuse/puppeteering and sex trafficking. A relevant word here would be “plutocracy.” And again, my intuitive mind presents a symbol: dog-fighting. I interpret this to be the rich pitting the poor against each other, perhaps artificially constructing the left-right, Republican-Democrat divide, stealing power from the mass populace to keep them disempowered. I do feel that 9/11 is relevant to the Pluto return as well, but I am not sure how.
I still yet feel like I am missing something. What do you think?
In addition, I feel like the Pluto return ‘pre-exact’ is a different beast altogether than ‘post-exact.’ What changes do you expect in the time period after the exaction? Consolidation of change, perhaps? I honestly feel like we have hardly even seen anything yet… I just feel like there is much, much more to be answered for. I mean an enormous amount. Huge. I still yet feel like there is more to come. More events that change the world in such a way that things will never be the same. Yes, that’s already happened, but again, I just feel like it’s… not enough. Pluto has yet to really show its power as a nuclear weapon, in my opinion. A nuclear football, if you will… heh. We’re not done yet.
People wonder why I spend so much time alone —
Truth is, I’ve been alone all my life,
I just had people surrounding me before.
to those who bark, for they have no bite —
but mind the bite of those who do not bark.
You have no idea what I can do —
Me? I am far too big for your shoe —
You have no idea the storm that has been brewed —
Quite simply, I am not your average dude —
And though I may sound rude,
And my language may border on lewd,
It’s worth it to see the truth in the nude —
Open your mouth, let my truth by thy food —
The prison sentence is done —
It’s time to be free —
Be a witness of the One —
Open your eyes and see —
Behold the rising Sun —
Now watch the darkness flee —
Open your eyes —
Wake from your slumber —
Watch the shit as it flies —
Behold our celestial plumber —
This world is due for an enema —
It is time for the rebirth of the sacred Anima —
Follow the light —
Hop aboard the Ark —
Do what’s right —
And leave the fucking dark —
So goodbye, Big Brother —
You are nothing to Holy Mother —
Was that a shudder?
I don’t blame you, your days are numbered —
Understatement to say you’ve blundered —
You will account for the woman you’ve plundered —
Who am I? I’m one of the misfits.
Ignore my penis, I’ve still got big tits —
Your enema will be fast and quite swift —
Prepare friends, here comes the Great Shift —
Mother’s water is going to break —
She’s going to turn your house into a lake.
How can I ever mend the tear?
Years living around the trigger of a hair —
They took my peace, it’s just not fair —
I did my best to try not to care —
To take their advice and “just grow a pair” —
They always wondered why I had a thousand yard stare —
How can I “just forget” what you’ve damaged beyond repair?
All that you people are to me is a dreadful snare —
I’ve been trying to fly, to take to the air —
To do anything I can to break free of your lair —
But what can I do with this deadweight of despair?
There’s so much to do, so much to share —
But you’ve taught me to sit here and be scared —
To not even try, to not even dare —
But what I have, is incredibly rare —
Like a Phoenix, I will rise with a flare —
I will leave the den, and break free from mother Bear —
The tragedy of truth
Is quite a lot to deal with, for today’s youth —
Searching for the glimmer, I’ve been a sleuth,
But I take it back, I’m begging for Ruth —
Fishing for the answers that lie on the top shelf,
Can quite predictably lead to the loss or discovery of self —
Oh how I weep —
How I weep for causes unknown —
For causes that climb beyond language’s staircase —
A leap of faith is demanded to even understand the source of my sorrow —
Does a bird need to learn the English language to understand itself?
So terribly trapped, there’s no use in trying to escape —
Make do — make due —
Make do with the fake you or it’ll break you —
But don’t let it take you —
This life is so silly, like a game —
Why so serious?
Let go of the grudges, the heaviness, the weariness, the burdens —
Take a leap off the high dive —
Oh love, oh youth, where did I go wrong —
I believe it all started at the time of my conception —
How do they say — it was all downhill from there?
But if it’s all downhill, all you’ll have to do is down this pill and it’ll be all chill!
How weak this game we play is — how we buy into it —
Discover your real self away from society’s games —
It’s all so silly. And euphoric.