Lion's Gate
The stars and planets always point to Now. This moment is the only portal, ever leading back to earth, our true home, but deeper inside her body. Here's the secret. You don't need to go anywhere else. My astrologer gave up when she looked at my chart and saw the constellations wobbling out of control, neurodivergent planets zany as maenads erasing trines and sextiles like lines on water, exchanging aspects, bipolar masks of grief and exultation. "You're just empty space!" she said, "How did you do that?" "Friend," I replied, "awareness is a crystal more solid that the sun, more tranquil than Polaris. Let everything dissolve except the diamond glistening between your nipples. Learn to smile. Laughter emancipates the stars from the tyranny of thinking. Give up yesterday. As for tomorrow, it's already here! Painting: Lucie Bilodeau