Meditation, Corona & the Saturn – Pluto Plandemic

Article by Megan – Essence of Bali

Pandemic – from Ancient Greek πάνδημος (pándēmos, “of or belonging to all the people, public”)

The Meditation

I’m sitting here in the rice fields after days and days and days of allowing… pondering what is next and my little friend Putu, who is 2, normally very energetic, curious and shyly willing, comes and sits next to me.

She puts her hands together, in the Balinese Namaste, closes her eyes and drops into a deep still place that even her Mother cannot puncture. After a few minutes she raises her head and says very gently “Yoga’

Before I came to Dukuh (Holy Land) Village Corona… ooops I mean Yoga wasn’t associated with being quiet and still for Putu. It meant laughing. Here in the village there is a Yogi who does weekly classes in laughing Yoga. So when I said Yoga she would throw her head back and laugh.

Now after me being here for almost 3 months (about the same time as Corona became public and the same time Saturn and Pluto began negotiations in the sky ) she knows another kind of Yoga, the one of Dhyana (meditation), the one of sitting still and being with the self.

The one where we don’t change anything, we don’t try to be happy or sad. The one where we be still and be the self. The one that the entire world is now doing either consciously or unconsciously. Mindfully on not mindfully.

My heart melted when Putu did this.

And, it made me think deeply. About Yoga, Corona, the Saturn Pluto Conjunction of 2020 and the state of the world. Then, I had a flashback.

The Corona

The corona is in the outer layer of the Sun’s atmosphere—far from its surface. Yet the corona is hundreds of times hotter than the Sun’s surface.

https://spaceplace.nasa.gov/sun-corona/en/

The first time I heard about Corona, I was 20 (30 years ago).

I was having lunch at a cafe outside the local independent cinema, in Newtown, Sydney (before it became a pulsating social hotspot) with my friend Dr Andrew (perhaps a coincidence that he was a doctor). He was crying. He had just been diagnosed with the Aids Virus. He wasn’t crying about his mortality however. He was crying because of unrequited love.

He began to describe how he felt ” I feel like the Corona, you know the Corona? It’s Latin for ‘crown’, you know. It’s the sheath or the outer layer of the Sun that apparently increases heat by the force of the magnetic field. It’s hotter than the sun and extends millions of kilometers into outer space.

She is the Sun and my body the heat it produces and my heart millions of miles away from its source, longing to return to it’s origin.

I had no idea what he was talking about. I was confused. I said “I don’t understand Dr Andrew, how can you be a doctor and be HIV positive. It doesn’t make sense. He looked at me confused and said “Megan, I’m a human being”.

The Myth

“Anyway” He continued, ” Corona Borealis is a constellation . Its name means “the northern crown”, also Latin. In a Greek myth the Goddess Ariadne fell in love with Theseus, the Mythical King that defeated ill serving religious and social orders (from memory). Theseus was known as the unifying King. He was the guy responsible for the synoikismos (‘dwelling together’) passage – bringing political harmony between Athens and Africa.

Minotaur, Ariadne’s half brother was half human and half Bull, believe it or not. It was a family secret. I mean I thought my family secrets were weird. So they hid him in a labyrinth and would feed him young Gods to keep him alive.

It was Theseus’s lucky day he was meant to be fed to the half human, half beast brother. But, Ariadne, swooning with the aches of Eros offered him a magic thread and a plan to kill her brother and return to her with a guaranteed life commitment of Amour. It wasn’t easy getting what you wanted back in those days. Hmm.. maybe that’s still true..

So they left together, Ariadne and Theseus, sailing off to an the island of Naxos, where Theseus left her and she went into deep despair. “

“Goes to show, you can’t make someone love you, by merely saving there life .” I chirped in.

He looked up into thin air saying “No, I don’t suppose you can.” And continued, “Dionysus (God of wine and dance parties) came along and fell in love with her and they got married. A classic rebound. After their wedding he threw her crown made of fine jewels into the air and there was born the Northern Crown ‘Corona ‘”

The Realisation

I’m her Megan, I’m Ariadne! Left in torment with only the hope of a Dionysus, a flaky God of second chances and debaucherous grape cultivation. The one that gives away my most treasured ornament to some far of galaxy”

He looked at me with tears rolling down his face. “I love her”. He said gently.

I started to say “Corona, Corona, Corona..” And drifted off…

Next minute I was weeping uncontrollably.

Dr Andrew, patiently responded “I lost you Megan, were you having one of your trances?

‘Yes. It’s going to get bad Andrew, we can’t go on like this or we are all going to suffer”.

“Tell me, tell me what you saw?”

I started rambling about over consumption, selfishness, greed, people being sheep, medicine, capitalism, nature. “Mother nature, the waters, the animals we are killing them, we are killing each other, we must stop”.

I came out of my stupor and remembered our conversation about Corona. I reached out and held Dr Andrews hands, looked into his eyes, met his sadness directly and said “I am so sorry you are HIV positive Andrew. I’m really sorry,”

I later found out from my friend Greek Friend that Hercules- the Hero God (and Goddess) that sits in the Sky holding up an arm bearing a weapon – is involved in many myths relating to Corona Borealis. One being that Hercules reaches up to Corona (represented as an infant), pulling the infant into Earth. A celestial metaphor that is seen in many continents around the world; independently.

I haven’t quite put all the pieces together. But, I have the edges done, ready to fill in the centre.

The Edges

A KIng/God of Uniting people (dwelling together) through dismantling fallacious religious and social mores. This God/King destroys a beast to save his own life with a false sacrifice of love which he abandons on an Island to find his true love in some foreign land. – Joe Biden?

A God of Wine and Debauchery that saves the forlorn Goddess from the heartbreak of Eros offering her Gifts of wealth and privilege (Corona) that he throws into space (the world) as a way of celebrating his triumph over his suitors – Obama ?

A Hero God that tries to rescue the Crown (infant – symbol for birthing) and bring new life and the creative impulse of Justice into an Earth and humanity that is being destroyed and mistreated. – Trump? I was wrong!

I mean we can have a little fun with mythology and world politics can’t we?

Sidenote – that all happened in the 80’s around 30 or so years ago when Saturn and Pluto were having celestial conferences in the sky – no doubt trying to work out the significance of Corona in the sky also.

Saturn Pluto Pandemics and such like

The Second time I heard about Corona was a couple of months ago. When I landed in Bali ready to begin my new life and meet Putu. Around the same time my business collapsed. Around the same time Saturn and Pluto once again joined.

This time for a passionate kiss with the moon (in the conference room) to ensure no pieces are left unturned. The puzzle unfolding. The pieces all lined up ready to be put back together to form a complete unveiling of truth. Of the return to Love? Or are we still with Dr Andrew and dealing with the unrequited kind.

I’m not an astrologer so I won’t try to explain these transits astrologically and I can’t (yet articulate) the mythology, I’m better at expressing through visuals.

Since that time the word Corona has become the single most spoken and Googled word in 2020. And, the entire world has united in a Pandemic. It takes a crisis for us humans to embrace opportunity apparently!

The one where we can’t change anything. We can’t try to save the economy, our jobs, our ‘futures’. The one where we be still and be the self. The one that the entire world is now doing either consciously or unconsciously. Mindfully on not mindfully.

The Chinese word for Crisis is composed of two Chinese characters signifying “danger” and “opportunity” respectively.

And so we are left in a Yogic conundrum, without face to face meditation and yoga practice. Without trips into nature, without women’s circles and hugs and laughter – With an over abundance of Online meditation. The great Sangha, wanting to help. As we transition to something we could never have imagined. Our imaginations.

And I am left here with Putu, in the quiet of the jungle, surrounded by nature.

Watching her return to her glory (mother nature, not Putu – her fate I do not know). Watching her flourish and remembering how i asked the divine with deep yearning and passion. “Please let me find a place were I can be still with you, unite with you in the great stillness, in a place that mother nature is still abundant and I can reach you through her. Please show me the way forward. Om shanti shanti shanti”

Be careful of what you wish for you just might get it!

– first heard back in the mid 80’s from Dr Andrew

Or we begin to listen to the amazing astrologers to unravel the significance of the skies and our psyche, our planet and our lives – AS above, So below.

Warm Blessings Megan

Sidenote: Dr Andrew eventually passed away, as did many of my friends in Sydney at the time.

Megan Jackson runs meditation and yoga retreats for women. She has been immersed in spiritual practice and study for 15 years, living it fully, with humility and compassion as her backbones for progress. She lives a quiet life reflecting on the dharma, being with nature and helping others who are wanting change, transformation or spiritual wisdom.

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