A fun thing happened while the Moon and Jupiter were rising in Scorpio this afternoon. I was sitting at Rob's kitchen table, having come in from looking at the two monarchs in their chrysalis forms outside. There's still a cup full of milkweed on the table, and just last night we observed a new tiny caterpillar on a leaf.
Today we were looking at that newly discovered caterpillar, noticing it hanging on a leaf wiggling and acting strangely. As we looked on, we observed it shedding its skin and emerging as a bigger caterpillar! These little guys are full of transformations at every stage it seems.
Our attention drawn to the milkweed by the growing caterpillar, two more freshly hatched caterpillars revealed themselves to our eyes, their tiny tiny trails of leaf-chewing giving their locations away. Even at their minuscule size, they look exactly like fully grown monarch caterpillars.
I reflected on their need to shed layers in order to grow, where we mammals with our skeletons on the inside do not.
I noted the time, and I observed that the Ascendant fell just between Jupiter and the separating Moon in Scorpio. Surprise! There are a lot more eggs on that milkweed than we thought! And they're hatching!
I'm hopeful that this will be a steady, miraculous rollout of monarch butterflies for the next month!
Not only was the Jupiter theme of multiplicity involved, the Jupiter theme of growth and getting bigger also played a part in this little event. And of course the Moon signification of freshly hatched little babies.
I've had other Jupiter in Scorpio occurrences involving insects while the planet was on an angle. The most recent involved a Hercules beetle (the largest insect in the world) as Jupiter culminated, alone in Scorpio. Today, while the Moon was with him, we got butterfly babies. Royal babies that will grow into completely poisonous butterflies.
The butterfly happening occurred on the Mars hour, to boot. After that, I went out onto the back deck and found bumble bees trapped in the rain-soaked chiffon fabric netted around the bushes. The fabric remained from last week's party, but it had to come down today to liberate the already beleaguered bees. Liberating bees (Mars - they sting) from their nets felt like a good use of Jupiter rising in Scorpio during a Mars hour, too. I was happy to be the agent of Scorpionic insect liberation for those fuzzy little guys.
Even the tiniest of activities can be offerings. Those feel like the best kind, frankly. They make divinity feel like an intimate, lived experience. I love planetary hours for those kinds of remediations.
