Archive for September, 2011

Free Music, Academia and The Pole Star

Posted in Astrology, Music with tags , , , , , , on September 2, 2011 by sudhirastropoetica

I’ve just been and had some fun on my Bandcamp page. www.sudhir.bandcamp.com Having managed to get my mastering program up and running on my new computer, I have remastered all my old songs, and put 12 of them up for downloading. You can name your price – which includes FREE if you so desire – and are one of the first couple of hundred to do so each month.

And oh my god – it’s been over nine months since I updated this page! So – where have I been? aside from going through floods and storms and having a solid encounter with the fact of aging, via my 94 year old mum, I have been studying. Somewhere near the end of last year I got possessed by the idea to get a Counselling Degree. As it turns out, I am having a whole lot of fun with it. I’m studying on-line via the Jansen Newman Institute in Sydney and am pretty damn impressed so far. There’s been heaps of sociology, which has meant me getting my head around folks like Michel Foucault after years of avoiding them – and I’m discovering counselling models that I really like. Mostly those that have arisen through a trail that leads to Milton Erickson (Narrative/Brief Solution Focussed). Erickson had the idea that the Unconscious is a huge positive resource, rather than a fathomless Freudian cesspit. I like it.

Astrology goes ever onwards and upwards however. I am intrigued by the idea of the Pole Star – that point in the sky that doesn’t move – which symbolises that within us that also doesn’t move. I found a meditation technique in ‘The Book of The Secrets’ by Osho that is all about remembering this stillness, as everything around it dances, shifts and changes. It’s a lovely metaphor for astrology. The planets dance and change. The Pole Star hints at the axle around which it all dances. The parts of us that are represented by the planets and signs go through their crazy dramas; the bit within us represented by the Pole Star, doesn’t. It is a witness.

Lovely.

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