Today a story…
As my wife and I are preparing to move I’ve been putting some of our old furniture on Craig’s list. I decided it would be better to donate to families in need than to try to sell old ikea and target pieces, and so when I posted a dozen or so items last night I was flooded with over 100 responses from people explaining their situations and why they could really use the free furniture. I simply went with the first people to reach out with what sounded like a legitimate need. A local military family, on a budget, looking for some items for a new home. Sounded like someone who could use it, and when I looked at the Moon/Mars conjunction last night I thought to myself, “a military family… that fits the astrology so that makes sense!”
The woman texted me that she was on her way and I felt a pang of guilt. Of all the texts coming through from craigslist of people in need, was it right to give it to a military family? I’m not against the military, but I was starting to imagine George Bush pulling up to my curb, taking my free items when he could clearly afford to buy his own, and then running for office again and demolishing all social welfare programs.
But then the woman arrived and she was with her daughter and her wife. A very adorable looking family. She introduced herself and her wife and daughter. All of my assumptions flew out the window. Here was a gay, African American couple and their adorable little girl. Not at all the picture I had painted in my head.
For the next half hour I got to watch the little girl and show her our house and our dogs as her mommies carefully packed their truck with furniture.
At one point I got really embarrassed because the little girl said, “Can I see the rest of your house?” I could tell her parents were a little nervous about it (they had just gotten in the house and were just starting to load items), so I said, “Let’s wait until your mom and….”
My heart started pounding…”Your mom and…”
Mom? Dad? Holy shit, they’re standing right here and I’ve never been in a situation like this and I’m generally very pc and aware and I don’t know what to call her second parent…
Then I just stopped and said, “I’m sorry, what do you guys go by?”
One of the women smiled and said, “No worries. We’re both mom.”
“Thanks,” I said. I turned back to the little girl. “Let’s wait until your moms are back and then I’ll show you around the house with them.”
One of her moms looked relieved and the other said, “Thank you.”
But that simple moment broke the ice and somehow, however awkwardly, trust had been established between all of us. For the next half hour I got a little practice at being a dad with an adorable little girl. We played with the dogs, explored all over the house, and she even tried to fix my injured foot at one point. “You need some ice,” the girl said pointing at my foot. “I can get that for you,” she said. “I want to be a doctor.”
When she left I gave her a sacred little object from one of our shelves, not realizing it was a favorite decorative item of my wife’s (when she got home, my wife was not impressed I had given one of her favorite ornaments away and also seemed convinced for a few minutes that I would end up spoiling our daughter).
Before the couple left we stood in the living room talking about moving and how expensive it gets and they thanked me for donating some items to help them alleviate the costs. The little girl asked if we’d ever see each other again, and I said “I hope so! But if not then you can remember me and the dogs by the little statue I gave you.”
A few hours later another military woman came by to pick up a shelf. Then a single African American woman, who I suspect had just gone through a divorce, brought her brother to help with a few other items. I enjoyed great conversations with everyone…in each conversation everyone agreed that gifting forward furniture or items when they move next will be part of the plan. It was as though we were all drinking in some kind of heart flavored smoothie in the hot summer night.
We’re not wealthy people, but how simple was it to give away these items that would have otherwise sat in storage or gone for $20 to someone looking for a deal?
We’re so used to hearing the horror stories…craigslist killers and all that.
In each situation last night I was shocked into the reminder of how good and genuine we can all be to one another when we start by giving something rather than waiting and seeing or holding back or judging or hanging onto our doubts about one another. When we start by gifting or giving it’s as though all other distractions, differences, or comparisons melt away…
Here’s the astrology I noticed:
* Moon in Leo conj Mars, and Sun trine Uranus (a lesbian military couple and their adorable daughter)
* Moon in Leo conj Mars (A single military woman and a long conversation about active duty, being moved around from place to place, and her long term dreams and goals)
* Moon in Leo separating Mars (A single woman clearly starting over after something very difficult…her brother is with her helping her)
* Sun in Leo trine Uranus in Aries (A little girl enters my home and gives me an awakening preview of having our own daughter in a few months)
It’s so common for us to tell the story of Uranus as a story of intense rebellion, awakening, random mutation, or explosive sudden changes or breakthroughs. With the Sun in Leo it’s pretty neat that we might be seeing what the heart centered and child like version of those Uranian themes can look like. So maybe the best advice of the day is to look for a heart-opening sun-shining shock or two…look for generosity and the restoration of our faith, hope, and trust in each other. Look for the sun to shine just a little brighter and teach us an exciting lesson.. It’s a quick transit, and we can miss out if we don’t pay attention!
Prayer: heart of the moon, heart of the sun, awaken us to the golden generosity and goodness that lives in all of us.