Cosmos and Biosphere

Cosmos: “order and armonic rhythm”.

We are born at a given moment, in a certain place and, like the famous varieties of wine, we have the qualities of the year and of the season which gave us to the World. Astrology does not asseverate anything more.

Carl Gustav Jung, quote from “Seelenprobleme der Gegenwart.“, Rascher Press.


Four decades of astrology far away from the archaic superstition still in vogue, with many performances on television and collaborations in newspaper.

An astrology without any forecasting. The point is that predestination does not exist. One can only speak about fluctuations that modulate our indoor climate and therefore our attitude. Neither good nor bad, but easy or hard, comfortable or uncomfortable… always neutral influence like rain or wind.

The Gaze.

The Gaze

Every landscape -any given reality- actually changes its appearance depending on weather conditions. Contemplate it in a clear and cold winter morning is not the same as seeing at noon, under the strong sun light during summer, when hardly any shadows appears and a hot saturated atmosphere draws a weaving and shaking figure, a ‘fata morgana’; or at dusk when everything is wrapped in magical dreamy golden-reddish colours; when the inclemency brings white snow; when it rains melodically; when the fog fades all contours; or when the relentless storm breaks.

Our very own gaze is illuminating all things. We are speaking about the very same landscape – but it is not the same. There are day and evening gazes, there are sunny and cloudy ones… Neither is better or worse. They all have their strenghts and weaknesses.

That gaze is an elemental and primordial outlook of the world. Education and further training would forge this raw material and transform it into something valuable.

ΔΑΙΜΩΝ, Daimon (Destiny).
As stood the sun to the salute of planets
upon the day that gave you to the earth.
You grew forthwith, and prospered, in your growing
heeded the law presiding at your birth.
Sibyls and prophets told it: you must be
none but yourself, from self you cannot flee.
No time there is, no power can decompose
the minted form that only living can evolve.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, quote from “Primordial Words. Orphic.

The Elemental Forces.

The Song of the Bell

Friedrich von Schiller, an extract of “The Song of the Bell”



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