Love and War or the Dog Days

This morning’s walk was under an unusually clear sky…the first thing that caught my eye was Mars, shimmering redly not quite overhead…then I saw Venus creeping over the horizon…because it was so clear I could also see Sirius and Orion…despite my Girl Scout and Boy Scout experiences, I never quite know where to look for Polaris. That’s on my list.

So I got to thinking…as I was walking home I was walking straight into Venus…it made me think about walking toward love, and this is an idea that makes me happy. I know that Venus/Aphrodite weren’t the best role models for love, but I am choosing to think of the positive, uplifting aspects of love…and then it made me a little nervous that Mars/Ares was creeping up behind me with all that hot-blooded warlike tendency…but since I’m bending these ideas to my will, I chose to view this as if the god of war has my back…in sort of a protective thing. I mean, I already have a deal with Orion to keep an eye on Luna and the house while I’m gone, so why not engage the protection of a warrior for good measure, just in general.

I can’t really say what that will mean for my day. I fumbled the poop bag after Luna’s constitutional this morning and got a handful of goopy dog shit, so…there’s that. I’m pretty sure Sirius was laughing his ass off for that one.

What are you going to do…