Whew! Life is delightfully unexpected! Today is my first repeat of a Tuesday, which is the day of the week related to the Mars planetary energy, since the beginning of my alchemic spagyric study. I seem to have a lot of confidence and direction on Mars days - qualities I often relate more to Sun energy. Only this confidence and direction is indeed not so gentle, but almost more like I know exactly what I want and I'm going for it. Mars is like the Sun, but with unquestionable authority!

I have been writing down noteworthy occurrences in order to note any patterns in tangible, daylight activity. And I've forgotten to write something this entire study time, that seems important now: I break glass things about 3 times per week. Every week. It pains me so because I love glass! I choose it over plastic for environmental and organic aesthetic purposes always. And it shatters in my very fingers, I drop in on the floor, in fact, if I look at glass the wrong way it breaks from my gaze only. I swear, I'm not making this up. It's worth noting: me and glass are not Lovers. Though I do so wish I had the touch of a mother, I guess Mars and I don't win when it comes to glass.

Mars usually wins, though:-) I think I have a lot of Mars energy. And hey, even if you don't win, the game is more fun if you tell others you are going to so they get scared and throw their poker faces away prematurely. This is only a tactic in gaming if you actually don't care if you win or not. Play like you do and you are certain the winner is you. But just for fun.

Today I was given a compliment that mattered. Today I played with whips and it felt so good. Today I began a rehearsal process with a group of extraordinarily talented and welcoming people. Today I attended a dear friend's 30th birthday part. Today I was offered a contract for a writing project that I've really been investing my care into for literally years. Today I have an opportunity to perform a role I really, really want to feel what it's like to play, if the universe will allow a slight schedule shift. Today I wept every time someone wasn't looking. What's up with Mars day?

And in the end, I must ask ... if I am using spagyrics, crystals, raw foods, ritual, color, intention and art to develop a magickal language based in planetary correspondence to the days of the week, am I to believe that the actual astrological transits and aspects exerting their in time influence on my little ant life are somehow outweighed by the fact that Tiw was the ancient Greek God of War, for which this day of the week is named and therefor everything is to relate to the planet, Mars, who shares this war-like energy on this day each week? My astrological moon is in Mars, by the way. Maybe that's why I feel so confident when I'm feeling war-like.

Just documenting. What a day. Tuesday.

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