Astrology and Nature – where it all began …..
Since the beginning of Time, people have looked to the Sun to find their life and direction. They gazed in awe at the blazing disc of fire that rose in splendour through the morning mists, as it began its’ daily trek across the sky.
At dusk, when the shadows of twilight spread their fingers outwards, towards the forests and plains, so the luminous whiteness of the Moon climbed, as if from the depths of the sea, glittering between the clouds in the sultry darkness of the sky.
To primitive humans, these were wonderous sights. Sights that linked them with the very pulse of their nature, and the bitter sweet rawness of their physical bodies.
In the warmth and light of the Sun, they strode, strong and alive: hunters: survivors: enchanted by the magic of the life-force within. Yet, in the silent dark hours when all was still, they tentatively took their rest among the bracken of the earth – waiting, listening, sleeping amidst the unseen illusive creatures of the night, until the brilliant shaft of daybreak once again banished the Moon from her translucent throne in the Heavens, and heralded the return of life.
Together, these shimmering Lights portrayed Beings of immensity and power, working in unison hand in hand, as Father and Mother of Creation. And people, in their childlike innocence, became fearful of their grandeur, as they fought with futile valiance against the terrible magnitude of the elements they ruled.
And so it was in the beginning that ancient humans realised something that we now – in our civilised fashion – seem to find very difficult. Science and Religion were as one to them, for Nature was just a combination of both. It was bigger and more awesome than anything they could ever imagine, but they knew that if they studied its’ ways, they might learn just a little about the face of their Creator, and the reason for their own life and death.
Our primitive ancestors studied the earth, the stars, and everything around them, and whatever happened to their surroundings they applied by comparison to themselves.
They studied the Sun and the Moon: the everlasting cycle of day and night: the life and death of the seasons, and their own daily battle with the elements. They saw that everything was continuous, moving in the process of change. The Sun awoke on the horizon each day, and slept through the night to awaken again at dawn. The red-gold splendour of the falling leaves each year did not indicate death, but a time of sleep and regeneration, to prepare for the new day of Spring. People themselves went to sleep at night and awoke to the rising of the Sun.
Looking beyond the Moon, and into the velvet darkness of the sky behind, they saw the speckled brilliance of distant planets and stars. These, to them, were bright pockets of fire, suspended in space, holding them captive in the continuous cycle of existence.
All these things they saw, studied, came to trust and understand and, in the circle of infinity that was traced on the ground with a stick, they placed pictures of the planets, their movements and the apparent movement of the constellations, which marked time with the monthly changes around them.