The Electromagnetic Dawn
Chapter 111
The Electromagnetic Dawn & the Harmonics of Healing
The story for the Libra full moon time:
April 6 - April 19, 2023
The storm was so loud it woke me from my sleep. I peeked out the window, and all I saw was water - so much water - as if I were living inside an ocean and my house was simply the thing that was built to seal it out.
Moments earlier, the same storm had torn the roof off the Apollo Theater, and I hoped that mine would hold. I imagined it was held inside a protective golden light, and I comforted my cat, who was instinctively hiding in the windowless bath at the middle of the house.
As the wind whirled, I recalled the message that appeared on my phone two nights earlier. Then, on a stormless night, a mysterious knocking had stirred both my husband and me from our sleep. Unable to discern the source of the sound, I swiped my thumb across my phone’s glass surface and almost gasped when I saw the words BE SAFE written in all caps at the center of the screen.
The words were repeated again and again, written in twenty-six languages, in shades of green and purple and pink and blue. They filled the entire five-by-three inch area of my screen as if they were speaking in unison to deliver the same message: BE SAFE.
There was no branding or marketing anywhere on the image to identify its maker, but I saw a small x in the upper right-hand corner, tapped it, and found myself back in my dictionary app.
It was the last app I’d used before bed and was open to the word I’d been searching then - not from lack of knowledge but from a desire to know its precise meaning:
forge
noun
1. A furnace or hearth where metals are heated or wrought
verb
2. To form by heating and beating or hammering into shape
And while the cautionary message - BE SAFE - was clearly just some strange pop up, its appearance felt eerie, its marketing purpose unclear. It felt like a message, a warning, and it was echoing in my mind as the storm came bearing down: BE SAFE.
Soon, the wind quieted, and I found myself falling back asleep.
I slept.
I slept.
I woke again to see the sun shining through the window. My cat was announcing its arrival and asking to go into the garden. I took a sip of water, threw on my pants, my coat, my boots, and scooped him in my arms as I carried him across the threshold towards the morning light.
The few remaining clouds in the distance were dark navy against the sky’s pale blue. The patio pavers were almost dry. White flowers were springing from the tops of weeds, and it was hard to believe that just a few hours earlier, this fresh air was full of water.
I took a deep breath, and all the world smelled clean.
My cat hopped onto the stone wall at the edge of the garden and lay down before me. He let out a few chirps in the direction of the birds dancing between the branches of a spruce tree. They were singing.
I heard their song and the song of the geese by the pond in the distance. Then, I heard another song to my right and another to my left, and as I listened carefully, I realized that all the birds were singing in this incredible harmony of languages, and I thought of all the languages in the Be Safe image - speaking in unison, just like these birds now, announcing the arrival of April, the end of the storm, the start of a new day. This is the dawn chorus.
I’d first learned about it sometime last year when researching electromagnetism. I learned then how every morning, especially in the spring, the birds sing together. This is something I never heard - not even once - during my decade of dense urban living, but now, in this garden, I could hear them. All of them. And my mind flashed back to my research. It told me about another kind of dawn chorus, an electromagnetic phenomenon spinning around the earth at this very moment, producing its own song with the rising of the sun.
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Ninety-three million miles away, the sun is radiating, sending electromagnetic waves towards the earth at over one million miles per hour.
Some of these waves are arriving now, brightening the pale blue sky, warming my skin, and feeding the plants. But these are just the waves that the earth allows to enter its sphere. Most of the waves are denied entry, deflected away from the earth, and sent back out into space.
The earth is protected by a great magnetic field that acts as a cosmic shield, an ancient boundary that keeps solar radiation at bay and allows the earth to stay blue and green instead of noxious and red - à la Venus.
Without this boundary, life as we know it could not survive. There would be no blue sky, no birds singing, no fuzzy cat on the garden wall, doing his best impersonation of a chirp.
This boundary is everything. This boundary is life. And no one knows why, at the inner region of this boundary, the earth has trapped and held some of the sun’s waves.
These are the waves that have neither been deflected nor admitted. Instead, they have been caught and held by the magnetosphere, creating two donut-shaped bands of radiation encircling our home.
These bands, known as the Van Allen Belts, consist of fast-moving electric particles, zipping around us at almost the speed of light, moving at different frequencies - one band high and one band low - and while mostly separate, these bands often exchange particles, and if you listen to their audio signature (using radio technology), you will hear the most shockingly beautiful sound - the sound of birds in the morning.
As if the waves were singing too, as if they were synchronized with the birds, as if the world itself were speaking in countless languages - some audible and others not - but all of them united upon the rising of the sun.
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The birds were singing. The sky was singing. I grabbed my keys and hopped in the car to go get my husband from the airport. I was grateful that the storm had passed, grateful that the weather gods had granted him a safe and punctual journey home.
Before take off, he’d sent me a photo of two swans sipping water from the bay by Laguardia - You can’t tell from the picture, but they are huge!
They were, but mostly, I was shocked to see wild swans like that in New York City. Their presence felt like good luck and reminded me of the two radiation bands around the earth and the two finches - one male, one female - doing their dance in the spruce tree, and for a moment, it felt like I was seeing into the fractal of reality in which all these things have been put into pairs so as to never feel alone, so as to remember that we never are.
And in that moment, driving down the highway, I saw two birds flying overhead, and thank God for clear roads because my eyes were up at the sky, watching the two of them - grey herons, or were they blue? All I know is their neck was white, and they were so beautiful, and in my mind, I saw a plane in the sky, carrying my husband, flying home towards me.
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The night before he left for New York, we drove to the wine shop.
I chose a bottle of white and noticed the date on the label while walking to the checkout counter. I placed the bottle next to my husband’s selection of mezcal, and after the cashier scanned them both, I noted the total: It’s the same as the date on the bottle!
I entered the number in my planetary mapping software and laughed when I saw that in just a few days, on the Libra full moon, the number’s corresponding asteroid - named Marsden - would be in the exact same spot in the sky where the moon was when I was born. Simultaneously, the full moon would be exactly where Marsden was when I was born. In other words, at two points in my chart, the moon and the asteroid Marsden were uniting.
Marsden, from Old English, means “boundary valley.” I made a mental note and remained curious about how this full moon time might relate to notions of boundaries.
I opened the wine, and my husband opened the mezcal, and respectively, we poured ourselves a glass, cheering to safe travels before pressing play on Jeopardy!
The final answer:
“The name of this pungent gaseous compound is ultimately derived from the top god of the ancient Egyptians.”
Radon! I guessed, after the sun god Ra.
No, radon’s not a compound. It’s ammonia. My husband correctly asserted, explaining that it was named after the god Amun.
Amun? I’d never heard of him and was perplexed as to how his name had escaped me. As far as I knew, Ra was the top Egyptian god, so in an effort to settle my confusion, I googled Amun.
That’s when I learned that in the sixteenth century BCE, after centuries of sole dominance, Amun’s identity was merged with that of Ra’s. The single god became the fused pairing of two and was henceforth known as Amun-Ra.
Interestingly, Amun means “the hidden one,” and for me, up until this point, that’s what he’d been. All I saw was Ra, shining brightly like the visible waves of the sun, but it turns out, Amun was there all along.
And, it turns out, there is an asteroid named Amun. Asteroid number 3554, and on this Libra full moon, it will be in the exact same place in the sky as the sun.
Amun-Ra strikes again.
A few nights later, while in a hypnopompic state, the image of a ram’s head flashed in my mind. The male lamb is both the symbol of Amun-Ra and the symbol of Aries, the very sign the asteroid Amun is traveling through right now.
The hidden one.
I wondered, how long has Amun been with the sun? Has it been there all along, and I just didn’t notice?
I searched back and saw that on the Aries new moon at the end of March - when the sun and moon moon were conjunct a whole cluster of asteroids (detailed here) - Amun-Ra was there too.
The asteroid Amun was just three degrees away from the Aries new moon, and now, on this full moon, it’s even closer to the sun.
The words stream through my mind: That which was hidden is now revealed.
That which was hidden is now revealed.
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On this full moon, that which was hidden is now revealed.
Revelation upon revelation, leading to the second Aries new moon of the year, which also happens to be an eclipse.
This Libra full moon time - stretching from April 6th to April 19th - is sandwiched between two Aries new moons, the second of which will be the first Aries eclipse since September 27, 2015. And this upcoming eclipse isn’t just any old eclipse. It is a rare hybrid solar eclipse. Hybrid meaning “a thing made by combining two different elements.” Like Amun-Ra himself.
The Hidden One + the Light of the Sun = That which was hidden is now revealed.
For a glimpse of what this may be and to experience more synchronicity during this time, reflect back on what you experienced during the Libra new moon time from approximately September 25 - October 8, 2022. What thoughts and ideas were moving through your mind? How were you expressing yourself then?
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The Libra full moon is peaking (aka coming into precise alignment) just after midnight (12:34 A.M. EST) on April 6, 2023. This moment marks a culmination of energy, dropping like a stone into a pond, rippling across our lives for the next two weeks.
The moon is aligning at 16°07’ Libra (check where this falls in your chart) and is on the opposite side of the earth from the sun, at 16°07’ Aries.
Now is a time for appreciating the natural harmony between all things, for partnering into pairs, and mostly, for experiencing the personal healing that arrives thanks to the revelation of whatever is revealed.
In addition to Amun, the sun is in the exact same spot in the sky as the healing asteroid Chiron (and also near the planet Jupiter). This full moon is very much about a great personal healing and expansion, one that has been coming into focus and transpiring over the last two months, especially since the full moon on March 7th.
The focus of the healing during this full moon period involves YOUR MIND.
It’s like a great veil is lifted, and now, you can see clearly, but the consequences of this clarity are not fully realized right away.
On this full moon, the planet Mercury is conjunct the destiny point, but it’s also entering a new retrograde cycle. A cycle named The Golden Broom, which will be sweeping through our lives over the next two months.
I’ve written in detail about this retrograde cycle here and will be writing more about Amun in the next chapter detailing the Aries new moon eclipse, so stay tuned!
So much is happening, so much is about to happen, so much noise is knocking on your mind like the the mysterious sound the evening of March 28th - bang bang, bang bang, bang bang - it knocked, and while its source remained hidden, I was advised to BE SAFE.
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Three days later, I was driving to the airport, basking in the beauty of herons and remembering wild swans, but also, as I drove, I kept seeing - to my left - deer after deer. Their dead bodies, in varying states of decay, seemed to form a grotesque trail through the grassy median.
Often, when I’d see this, I’d get nauseous and angry. Angry that we live in a world - that we have built a world - in which this is the death they got even though it is not what they deserved. A world struggling to find its reverence, struggling to find its harmony, and instead, plowing forward with a selfish, greedy doctrine of more more more.
But on this morning, when I saw the deer, while there was still sadness there - somewhere - I mostly just felt this joy, this peace, for the dawn chorus was singing inside me, inside my mind, reminding me of the harmony in all the layers of reality - both seen and unseen, heard and unheard.
Some of these silent, invisible layers are even able to be deciphered despite the fact that our bodies are incapable of perceiving them on their own, but with our tools, we can see the two bands, we can hear the chorus waves, the high and low pitch dancing around the earth in perfect harmony, singing like the birds in the morning as together, we greet the sun.
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There’s a boundary around my mind. It’s like a great shield, deflecting most of the noise of the universe but embracing all that feeds me and warms me and brightens my eyes.
The asteroid Amun is in the same spot as the sun!
I showed my husband the celestial map on my phone. I pointed out the asteroid Marsden too, laughing at the course of events - the wine bottle, the checkout total, the Jeopardy clue - that led me to see all this now.
It’s like someone out there is helping me see all the asteroids just in time to right the story! Isn’t that so nice?
It is very considerate, he agreed.
And I just realized I made a typo. I meant to type: “just in time to write the story.”
But I’ll leave it. I like it, for now, I think, is when we right our story.
Incorporating all the vital, missing pieces, rejecting the junk that was really just a toxic blast to our minds, and finding ourselves, like I did the morning of April 1st, on the other side of a storm, standing in a garden, in the warmth of the sun, hearing only beauty, only harmony, only connection.
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I hit publish on this chapter. I close my computer. I turn on the TV, and when next I pause, I see the number repeated on either end of the progress bar: 49.
…I enter it into my software, and there it is: the asteroid I’ve been wondering about for days. There must be one conjunct the moon. I’d been thinking, but none had been revealed to me. Not until now.
Asteroid 49, Pales, is aligned with this full moon, and what does it mean?
It’s named after a pair of gods. Divine twins. A dualistic deity of shepherds and sheep - the lamb, the ram.
And their annual celebration in Ancient Rome? It was on April 21st, which this year is falling the day after the Aries hybrid solar eclipse.
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To be continued…
Long Story Short:
This full moon time takes us from April 6th - April 19th. It connects back to the new moon time from September 25 - October 8, 2022, and it expands upon a deep personal healing that’s been coming into focus for you ever since March 7th. As you reflect on those periods in your life, you will likely see all sorts of signs and synchronicities that connect to what you’re experiencing now. Now, you are cleaning up the boundaries of your mind until your mind itself becomes a sanctuary. That which has been hidden is revealed, and all the stories you tell yourself are pointing you in the direction of your destiny. Eclipse Season starts on April 20th. Stay tuned! Until then:
Full Moon Playlist
This moon has been so musical for me. Enjoy!
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