I had the most insightful thing flagged up to me last week, by a friend who is also a very gifted astrologer, and it was that I have an Out of Bounds Moon in my natal chart. This isn’t something I had ever had mentioned to me before but the timing was, as ever, “spot on” since it opened a minefield of explosive new information, like a radiant firework display casting new shape and colour all over my chart…and my life. I won’t attempt to go deeply into the explanations as Steven Forrest does a sterling job here and I will attach some other articles, below (a must read if you have an OOB Moon or planet in your chart). It’s all to do with this thing called declination caused by the tilt of the planet, a long time fascination of mine; the angle of declination being the moon, or whatever’s, position relative to the celestial equator (extrapolated from the earth’s equator). Briefly, to quote Forrest, the “maximum limit of 23°28′ declination, south or north, applies rigidly to the Sun. But not to the Moon or the planets. They can go beyond it. Mercury and Mars can reach 27° and Venus can, occasionally, go a degree further. The rest tend to stay within the tropics”. In simplest terms, keeping to the focus of this post, the moon occasionally extends 5° further “out” than the furthest declination point of the sun and some of us are born at these times with, apparently, quite profound effects. I have poured over this information (still classed as new age, evolutionary astrology since most astrologers have tended to ignore it) for the obsessive duration of several days now, also studying my chart and that of all the people I call, and have ever called, close to me as far a I could remember their dates (and, no surprise, my husband also has an OOB moon). I’m not one who lives my life by astrology, finding it too prescriptive and boxed-up in its own way; so its only now and again that I really prick up my ears. However this had me sitting up taking notice from the moment it was mentioned; it was just so astonishing, synchronistic and relevant-seeming to me and my experiences that I hardly knew where to land first.
Yet it also seemed to open up a pool of knowing that was already inside of me; something I was clearly poised to know more fully about myself because, for two mornings, I woke ready to tap up detailed notes about myself and my life, relating to this Out of Bounds Moon phenomenon, from my own stream of consciousness. In this sense, it wasn’t as though I had “just” found out about it but was more the case that I had always known about it and had only been waiting for my conscious mind to catch up with me, ready to take down dictation so I could look into it more. It was that kind of “lighting up” that happens when I feel like I’ve hit upon a specialism; something I’m expert at without having realised it before; drawn from life’s well of experience. At last, I had the “logical” means with which I could frame and explain this quality to myself and see the gifts, rather than the peculiarities, in it. The information I had long sought relating to deeply embedded feelings I have about “not fitting in” or always being on the “perimeter of normalcy” when it comes to mainstream thinking was right there in front of me and, rather than feel alarmed by it I felt, at last, at peace in some hard to define way. I had a handle on it, could track it’s undulating patterns, compare with some momentous milestones of disruption and of “starting all over again” in my life and then forward project, at least somewhat, into the passage of my future.
Because, above all things, the OOB Moon factor brings with it a propensity towards “bold, groundbreaking genius” of the kind that thinks outside the box and walks away from situations or, simply, ignores the rules. Being “nice outlaws” (Forrest) is their forte, making me smile at my childhood role model, Maid Marion who, whilst not a mainstream choice of heroine, seemed so relatable to me, way beyond the romanticized ideal of some of her depictions. Breaking the mould, breaking out of social constructs, pushing boundaries and championing new paradigms; Oprah Winfrey springs to mind. No accident also that some of the worlds most zany, out-there personalities (many more are listed in the attached articles) but also quiet folk, withdrawn characters who prefer to be alone than try to fit in with what feels so abrasive, also people on the spiritual hinterland, who make the broader perspective their everything but not in a “religious” or conventional way; these things I relate to most amongst my fellow OOB Moon-ers. Forrest’s “nine traits” of the out of bounds person make for such an interesting read if this is you. Quote Forrest: “The out of bounds moon is spontaneous, emancipated, liberated, released on its own recognizance, and utterly its own. It has loudly proclaimed “you can take this job (…this marriage, this church, obligation, moral principle, town, duty…) and shove it!” (Steven Forrest – “Book of the Moon). Well, we all know what a wild and overgrown “path least trodden” that kind of attitude can lead to and how many knee-scrapes we can get into along the way, so the field of exploration is rich with insight as to how such people, the contrarians such as I consider myself to be, manage to get along in this world. Yes, many take off on the outspread wings of their own colourful uniqueness though others are less hardy; some simply long for a place they can “peacefully be”, living by their own rules, in the out of bounds world of their own creating, well away from it all. We walk away from things, jobs, relationships, situations, that no longer feel “a fit” (something I have long history of, over and again); will often, tear up a whole way of life, at a moment’s notice and with apparently no pre-thought, when we have had our absolute fill of it (as I once so-spectacularly did).
Forrest and others will go on to list, amongst its qualities and characters, a tendency toward criminal behaviour and “going completely off the rails” (in the worst, most brutal and destructive, ways), which might alarm the OOB Moon-er at first hearing about it; make them curl their newly proud tail between their legs and slink back into the shadows. But a few days into trying this on, I woke this morning with the following indignant cry wanting to be expressed; which is what propelled me to write this post. Not to excuse such behaviours but to try and understand them, if you had spent the whole of your life feeling like the round peg in the square hole, and the one life keeps trying to hammer in there anyway, wouldn’t you be prone to flipping out at some point, possibly to an extreme level by social or moral markers depending on the life path you have chosen and how far you have allowed yourself to wander into the territory of rules and conditions that really don’t reflect who you are “on the inside” (thankfully, I have turned most of my pressure valves off by deconstructing such a life)? Couldn’t there be a higher-than-average possibility of throwing all your toys out of the pram at some point (given its potential lies within us all) and most likely, it seems, when your natal OOB moon returns to something like its original position in your chart? And the knowing of this risk-assessment, deep down, only acts like yet another valve turned on to maximum pressure-point inside of us; like we are forced to keep a very stern eye on ourselves, to guard our own behaviour more than what seems like average. It’s as though we become the parent that doesn’t quite trust the teenager within, which only creates unnecessary tension in “the house”. Over the years of ironing out health issues, I have come to recognise and work on these inner conflicts and done all I can to eliminate all the stress points where my exterior life used to fall short of my inner priorities; but not everyone takes time out to do this inner work. Perhaps, the last bastion of this inner conflict is recognizing how we come down so hard on ourselves for having the contrary feelings that we do, so perhaps its time we cut ourselves a little slack and let it be OK to have these OOB Moon traits; to celebrate them and stand up for them even (where they do no harm to others).
The very phrase “out of bounds” (coined by Kt Boehrer in her book, “Declination The Other Dimension”, which I have just ordered) seems to trouble me because I keep finding myself substituting “outlying moon” in my own head, when I ponder this topic. After all, “out of bounds” suggest there are bounds to be kept; that we are transgressors, breaking rules, excluded, over there in that field where nobody wants to admit that we camp out, like the hippies on the edge of town. A lifetime of this can feel wearying down to the very bootstraps. Point in case: just the other day, I wrote what felt like a very inspired blog on the bizarre subject of alcohol, a subject I’ve had a complex and, I feel, fruitfully observant relationship with (from within and, now, without). In fact, I keep wanting to share these thoughts but then feel I have to bite my own lip in order not to offend anyone or exclude myself any more than I already am by saying the “unmentionable” and largely “unrelatable” outloud. Though my post felt balanced, non-judgemental and worthwhile, I decided, on balance (using the inner safeguard I just talked about) that it would be pointless to share and that pretty much no one would want to hear it…such is the “conform or be damned” power of alcohol consumption in a world where the complicit silence about its culture is a water-tight drum. The same with being vegan; people treat you as misguided or plain wrong, stupid, weird, ill, pitiful but, seldom, as though you have made a valid life choice; which would be fine if you didn’t have to come up against these opinions everywhere you go that has people or offers hospitality geared for the majority. The “norm” utterly dominates in these domains and we are made to feel like mad aliens subsisting “on the fringe” of what it constitutes to be human. The pressure to conform is everywhere, silently expressed as that slight step-away from you when you say “no thank you” to what everyone else is having; and that pressure (especially for young people) can be intense. Yet again, I have made myself out of bounds to the normal world yet I can’t understand why there is such unquestioning mass consensus and ignorance on the other stuff; why so relatively few people seem to even question it or want to hear another view. But I digress; and this sideline wasn’t meant to be the main topic of this post but just an illustration of what it feels like “out here” in out of bounds land where the pressures of nonconformity, even though you chose that way, can steadily build up over time. When you add to that the feeling that you, frequently, “rub people up the wrong way” when you speak out about whatever matters to your own heart (a trait often associated with OOB-ers), it makes it harder still to persist with a path that means taking that on every day.
So those of us choosing such paths have the choice to “take it on the chin” when people think we are weird, misguided or groundless in our views, slinking off to our quietly divergent world without making a fuss…or we have to stand our corner, argue back and profess an opinion with all the stamina we can muster to swim against that mighty current. In my case, the line of action I take swings back and forth (something to do with how active my sun aspect is being at that time…) but, mostly, I struggle inwardly with how my views sound too opinionated, too much like I am trying to be an authority or pick a fight, which goes against my OOB Moon; so I sit back down again, and keep it to myself, which only creates another torture all of its own. These are just very obvious examples of how difficult it is to be the outlying one. It can feel as though we are always somewhat outside, looking back in at the world, seeing what others don’t take the time to see and eager to share our insights…but stumped as to how to do so without turning these observations into more strident opinion, more rules, more judgement, more cause for conflict. Like Edgar Mitchell (another OOB Moon-er), we feel like we are out there in space looking back at our planet from where we can see the whole beautiful picture, all of the overarching coherence, all the beauty of the apparently pristine oceans, the potential for so much love…and we just want to come “home” and iron out some of the creases in order to manifest what we just saw more nearly, more equally and much more universally at ground level, but we can’t seem to help others see what we saw out there. No surprise, Einstein also had an OOB Moon; he was belittled and scoffed at, for what he “saw”, for much of his career but then he was the one who also coined the idea that there is no point trying to alter the current paradigm from within that same paradigm…
This OOB thing is not all about being outside in the sense of working alone, I have discovered. What it does is set up a very particular kind of working-relationship with the sun; in order to work with it in a fresh way, like a special envoy sent “out there” to report back the view from an alternate angle. The sun, after all, is the great overlord of the solar system; all the other planets operate within its sphere, relative to earth…except, it would appear, these out of bounds characters that sometimes reach a higher declination value than it does (and that’s not just the moon). So you could look at it another way; if the sun’s domain is a hypothetical pool of spotlight on a stage as seen from earth (its audience) then, during these Out of Bounds phases, these characters are offstage and out of the sight. Their most familiar and prescribed qualities, normally defined for them by some sort of script, go suddenly “off-grid”, as it were. So do they disappear or, actually, become more like themselves in such a place? Well, what would you do if you were outside of the watchful gaze of some authority figure; your parent, your boss…would you really go for it and be who you really are, more so than ever; like someone let off the leash, no longer self-conscious or held back in any way but more confident and true to yourself? Perhaps the moon gets to act less like the moon “as we think we know it”, at these times, and more like it really is; like the way a child will become more of their own person once their parent is no longer watching over their shoulder as they play or judging every interaction they have with their peers. Perhaps all we think we know about the moon (always defined “relative to the sun”) has less substance, at these times, than certain uniquely moon-like qualities that emerge to become more defined, confident or assertive, now coming into their own. What happens when the sun reaches the outer extent of its earth-circuit but then the moon keeps on going for another 5 degrees? Does the moon feel like the child learning to ride its bicycle on the day its parent suddenly lets go without warning them; does it experience fear, trepidation, excitement, liberation, posibility? A mixture of all of these? Do those of us going back into our natal OOB Moon phase experience all of this mixture of experiences deep within ourselves?
Another thought that came up for me is that this feels like an age-old abandonment issue played out at the astrological level; then, perhaps, worked through via certain human themes that arise more readily when the OOB Moon is there. After all, mixed up in the idea of being “outside” is the knowledge that you are no longer “inside” and this could so easily feel, to some people or in some circumstances, like a version of not being wanted or loved quite as much as others are; being let go of, shoved out, no room for you at the party. I see how strongly this theme has played out though my life, at very particular times that have now garnered more interest relative to this, and how this OOB Moon factor has given it more gravitas so that I could never, quite, get over it by working through whatever circumstantial issues seemed to give it form since it was anchored there at a deeper level than I knew. I suspect this is typical of many with an OOB Moon, underlying some of the issues that come up in association with it, including those relating to health matters that never seem to resolve; and yes, there does appear to be a connection between an OOB Moon and persistent emotional and physical health issues or, you could say, the ability to thrive. Vulnerability is a word sometimes associated with OOB planets in general; as you would expect about a planet “out there” all on its own.
It’s not all “bad”, not even nearly; in fact I am so thrilled to acknowledge and celebrate this key trait in my make-up that it feels like I’m welcoming home the prodigal son of my own persona, feasting on it all and eager to gather more OOB Moon-ers to the party (another motivation for this post). I’ve never been one to form groups or join clubs but this feels like a gathering I am keen to be part of and there are already a few of us talking and comparing notes. Mixed up in all of this is a kind of pride and self-celebration, a sense of recognising a degree of personal authority, autonomy and of being “trusted”…yes trusted, to go outside the perimeter walls…that the OOB factor signifies. It feels like being the prefect that the headteacher entrusts with going outside of the school gates to perform useful tasks; the wearer of a badge of honour worn, like a little piece of sun-light, on the lapel. This is a delegated light (the moon has no light of its own)…and yet it’s also the kind of light that is all of its own making; with a different quality to the sun and with its very own gifts to share. Then, the earth actually rotates around the sun (for all it appears to be the other way around) but the moon rotates around the earth; so, for the moon, the earth itself is its gravity point and motivator, a differentiation not to be understated, I suspect, when we look at the moon in our charts. These remind me of that point, which I am now at, where the parent watches the child leaving the nest, respecting that they also have different sources of drive to their own yet trusting that all they have ever offered them, from their own persective (even if it seems to be ignored or rejected), is now internalized, for better or worse. They have to “just know” that, for all the child will be outside their immediate sphere of influence in the coming phase, this is as it should be; trusting that they will remember all the most important things when it matters most and that they will always remain attached to their parent in ways that really matter, however far removed. You know there is still an incredibly strong gravitational pull in place, which allows for both freedom of movement without severance from core values; the best of both worlds scenario that we think of as maturity in action. If we have parented them in a balanced way, they will (hopefully) never go off the rails and I see that same relationship between sun and moon in an OOB chart. Like any great parent, the sun knows that children (some more than most) need their own space, even a place to withdraw to alone, in order to be the best that they can be.
My playing with the charts has flagged up for me that looking at an OOB moon and its degree, perhaps even its path through your past life and its progressed path, isn’t quite enough to understand how this factor influences, (or, I prefer, offers potential) to your own situation. It seems, also, to be about the difference in declination factor between sun and moon at that moment of birth plus the compared value of declination of each. Taking declination value to equate with how strongly that particular astrological feature asserts itself, you could imagine, for instance, that if the sun is at its max possible declination value of just over 23° and your moon is at, say, half that value in your natal chart then the moon is going to be kept well under the solar influence’s thumb, even at times of OOB Moon (since that OOB trait is not reflected in your natal chart). Conversely, if the moon is near its OOB extreme, somewhere around 27 or 28°, and the sun is only half, or less, of that declination value at birth, the OOB moon is going to be a very dominant factor, especially at times when the OOB Moon phase returns although (here’s my observation) the sun likes to get its own back by over-asserting itself at times when the moon drops below its boundary line again. Some of the most dramatic OOB characters seem to have had such a yo-yo relationship between their sun and their OOB Moon; Kurt Cobain is one very extreme example. In my case, this kind of arrangement (and with a pretty fast sun and moon – Forrest talks about this being a factor to consider), it seems to hit me hard in my health as that constant friction I’ve talked about as yin and yang trying to come to a working arrangement within me; trying to operate some sort of job-share where one of them wants to be driven and structured, the other is every bit as determined to disconnect from the mainstream and adopt a far more fluid and spontaneous way of being. Yet, if there is an OOB Moon at the top end of that declination see-saw but the sun is at pretty much its lowest possible declination value at birth (I mean, somewhere around 0°), there might be a wonderful sort of balancing act going on where, even when the OOB Moon recurs then withdraws again, neither of them ever takes advantage by making a dash to the control room so they remain comfortable working partners in a sort of yin-yang balancing act throughout life (I give you Einstein as an example). Equally, when somebody has an OOB moon that is not too extreme…say, close in value to the sun’s top declination value of 23°28 …and with a sun value at or just a few degrees from that highest point, they might enjoy a pretty balanced experience throughout their life, even whilst taking full advantage of their most quirky OOB traits (Oprah comes pretty close to this example). Though this is a gross simplification and there are many other factors that need to be taken into account when looking into a natal chart, and which are far beyond my scope as a non-astrologer, these are examples I’ve played with in the charts of well-known people and a clutch of other individuals I know very well (including myself) and they seem to ring some truth.
Due to the accentuated push-pull relationship an OOB Moon seems to set up with the sun, some people with it may, quite literally, react more to extremes of sun energy than other people, as-in my own bizarre health issues which are minutely influenced by the active solar cycles and EMFs, the equinox and solstices, the changing of the seasons and of weather and even the transitions between day and night. Again, other factors will come into this; active and ascendant star signs, for instance, so it’s not all that straightforward but, in myself, I can trace themes. With my earth sign and OOB Moon, I’ve noticed how I seem to struggle around those with very active sun qualities in their chart; how it feels like they are, too often, the bossy, know-it-all-y, worldly types that leave me feeling flustered and unable to work at my best (sorry if you are are that fiery sun-type; its nothing personal but I just can’t seem to partner up longterm) which only pushes me even further into my OOB-ness; somewhere pulled back from larger-than-life characters where I can make up my own bizarre rules of what constitutes success. But here’s the thing…the biggest admission…I struggle mostly with these sun-qualities inside of me at the times when they come up very strongly; as though they get into some sort of tussle with my OOB Moon factor, which is the part of me that simply won’t work that way; not for all the herbal tea in China. And, I suspect, it’s this inner conflict that is the biggest area of rub for many (if not all) OOB-Moon-ers because its that old-familiar sun-moon playoff taken to a very -potent extreme.
My own sun traits, when they get to have a say, become like an internalized bossy-pants pushing me to the point of obsessive over-application; so I become fixated, single-minded, stubborn, driven and weary, burning myself out in pursuit of new learning, the answer to a conundrum or an ever-elusive perfection in some latest thing I’ve decided I must master and, of course, I never quite meet my own standards. Yes, I become this oh-so driven and intense person far more often than I care to admit and part of me is deeply grateful for it (without it, my health would have stagnated as it’s this unrelenting determination to uncover answers in the depths of the unknown that has driven me on) not to mention, relishes the fire-in-the-hearth feeling of it (like now, as I burn the candle at both ends of its wick, obsessed by this latest research). With such drive, I should be the great success, the academic or the businesswoman but then, because of my OOB Moon, I seldom apply my energy in consistent or conventionally useful ways that, for instance, would earn me a living income…so that inner friction, the endless sniping, only continues. This harks back to the topic of that awkward job-share arrangement that seems to be in place between my sun and my OOB Moon as they strive to arrange how to orchestrate their hours between very different skill sets and preferences. It’s like my sun keeps a pristine and orderly corner-desk facing a wall to eliminate distraction, only to come back in for its shift to find the desk has been moved to the window and covered in pot plants, replaced by a yoga mat or chopped up as wood for the bonfire now lit beneath an open starry sky. Meanwhile, my OOB Moon would rather have me sitting in the cooler light of a remote hillside than at the hot-desk of my most driven research projects or latest bees in my bonnet. It longs to be somewhere out there, well away from attention, where the view is more expansive, the noise of people “doing” and “wanting” things just a distant rumble in the background behind gentle guitar strumming, like looking down at the skyline of a remote city glinting on the horizon, glad not to be part of it (though the view from out here is pleasant enough; just a sparkly reminder that I’m still, somehow, connected to this world). And so the dichotomy persists and somewhere, from its middle, I grow into myself like the tall-straight shoot on one of those pot-plants in the window, whose sides have been constantly alternated in terms of access to the light; round and round I go, getting there somehow, dizzying as it feels.
Yes, in small doses, I love the occasional burst of sun-like qualities; it can light up my world, excite and ignite me as much as anyone to be around them or feel them coming up in me, bringing hints of golden genius to the surface in elusive flashes that I race to grab hold of and bottle while they last; but it can also, quickly feel like it is all way too much bother, discomfort and unnecessary aggravation, even pain, to go after these elusive experiences of achievement, which hold their tentative currency in the “real world”. I can feel quickly irritated by it all, like the sun giving rise to an uncomfortable heat rash after an over-hot day, making me wish I’d spent more time in the shade. These sun traits can also feel bombastic or dogmatic in the wrong hands (including my own), plus I can’t hear myself think when I’m around them as there’s always way too much going on and far too many demands being made around that persistent solar influence for me to want to stay there for very long, which always makes me an unreliable candidate for joining in long-term projects since I change my mind and withdraw my interest abruptly and definitively. I guess, once an OOB Moon-er, always an OOB Moon-er and the reaction to any kind of rule-maker or someone who tries to tell me “this is how things have to be done” becomes a rub and so I make that break for freedom, or come up with a way of doing things my own merry-way, over and over again until out of bound-ness becomes a kind of personal specialism, a lifestyle option that becomes its own reason for being since it’s what I’m really best at, above all the other gilded gifts that tempt me as a path to pursue. Too many options on the table, I suspect, can be one of the traits that drives an OOB Moon-er nuts unless they learn how to play their own diversity and the sheer range of their desires, anticipating and allowing them to coexist. Working on this, ironing out the many conflicts, has long been the work of my lifetime and it feels like such an evolutionary thing as projects go. Allowing that you might not want what others want or do things the way they do is one of its prerequisites; then allowing almost mercurial changes in gear, or of mind, to take place within your own life, without harsh judgement, is another.
In case you’re wondering, the moon doesn’t always transit into the extreme declinations that some people are born into (that’s why they are relatively rare in people’s natal charts) and, some years, it happens not at all. The moon’s transit through the declinations will cycle between nominal highs and extreme highs over a period of about 18 years, the last cycle of which ended in 2011 and the next cycle of extreme highs beginning in 2020. So, there will be another peak of Out of Bound Moon births in 2024-25, which will be fun as those come to maturity, as they always do in waves. Maybe, for some of us “old” OOB-Mooners (assuming we’ve done the work to live true to our heart’s comfort zone and joy, gently removing, transforming or stepping away from the rubbing points in our lives that make us feel uncomfortable or even unwell) we will actually feel more at home in that territory for being, in a sense, familiar ground. Like working with anything that oscillates more so than staying the same (and I’ve talked at length about the ninth wave in this respect in my earlier posts), getting to know how we respond to patterns that take us in and out of our personal benchmark for normalcy, comfort or preference can help us to navigate the territory of change so that we grow from the experience, both safely anchored yet stretching ourselves into the furthest reaches of our as-yet unexplored potential. For my own part, there’s a quality in this OOB Moon thing that I truly love to own and long to work with more overtly, deliberately and passionately. If sun (you could equally say “yang”) traits have tended to feel all too much for me in the past, perhaps there’s a new way I can learn to work with it now, from this fresh perspective of how I newly see how I chose to set up in my birthchart this way, to include both influences in such a deliberate and powerfully active way, drawing on each of their strengths. I’m not an astrologer and am only at the very beginning of reading into this area, though I have a lifetime’s experience to bring to it, so there’s still a way to go; plenty to explore. However, I regard it as an opportunity for a new gift to be polished out of what used to feel so rough-edged and challenging; which, as ever, is the path of true mastery.
The Out of Bounds Moon – Forrest Astrology
Those Wild Out-of-Bounds Planets – Pamela Welch
The Book of the Moon: Discovering Astrology’s Lost Dimension – Steven Forrest
Declination: The Other Dimension – Kt Boeher
Astro.com for free natal and additional charts, found under Free Horoscopes. To check for Out of Bounds Moon or planets, click on the “additional charts” link on your free natal chart. For Progressed Out of Bound information, choose Extended Chart Selection from the Free Horroscopes section, choose Special Charts and then Elbertin’s Life Diagrams, Progressed Declinations (choosing first whatever time span of your life you want to look at).
The Moon Out of Bounds Video – Steven Forrest (recommended)
Famous characters with OOB MOON
These are just some of the ones I find most interesting; there are many more listed in the recommended books and articles:
- Oprah Winfrey
- Albery Einstein
- Sigmund Freud
- Edgar Mitchell
- Cat Stevens
- Leonard Nimoy
- Neil Armstrong
- Yoko Ono
- Ozzy Osborne
- Alice Cooper
- Al Gore
- Ram Das
- Queen Victoria
- Freddy Mercury
- Peter Gabriel
- Billie Holiday
- Bob Geldorf
- Tom Waits
- River Phoenix
- Gwyneth Paltrow
It’s fascinating to tie this information with Barbara Hand Clow’s work on the axial tilt and the cataclysm that she believes caused that event 6000 years ago, setting the precession of equinoxes and seasons in motion as we know them today whilst becoming ingrained into the psyche of humanity, as an inbuilt massconsciousness trauma, ever since. My personal extrapolation from her theory was that these major disasters in our lives provide the “rub” from which we grow (since, if everything stays perfectly on track, there is nothing to compare with or learn from), thus the more we explore the outer limits of our own out of bound qualities, walking the perimeters and getting to know them in a personal sense (there is no deeper way), the more gifts we gather for ourselves and the collective in an evolutionary sense. I refered to BHC’s work on this topic in a number of posts a couple of years ago.