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1. Natori on April 19, 2008 7:54 am

   Great article, April. I’m happy you are getting to experience the stable vibes of Taurus happiness. Here’s to painting while listening to NPR! (Try Miles Davis or Etta James too for more Taurean vibes.) I loved your phrase “keenly, ecstatically aware of our blessings.” Were it not for Scorpio, would not be so much so.

2. Michelle on April 20, 2008 7:17 pm

   I applaud your Taurean sense of well-being. Nothing like a good Taurus slow down to rest the soul stirrings. With my own Venus in Taurus (a often welcome relief to my 90 mile an hour Sun in Aries!), there are days when watching the grass grow or leaves blow is all that feels necessary and good for the time being…

   And regarding NPR, I looked up a poem on the The Writer’s Almanac archives (under “cow”) and retrieved this poem I remembered hearing a few years ago… I thought you might appreciate it while in this Taurus celebration of contentment:

   “Grass” by Ruth L. Schwartz from dear good naked morning

   Yesterday, and the day before that,
   the cows ate grass.
   Tomorrow, and the next, and every day after that,
   the cows will eat grass.
   They’ll eat until they can’t stand up,
   and even then, collapsed upon the earth in their last hours,
   if they can reach it with their mouths, they’ll eat grass.
   They’ll eat until they’ve eaten it all, until there are only
   a few stray blades
   halfway buried under boulders—then
   they’ll nudge aside the boulders
   with their large and knowing lips,
   and eat that grass, too.
   Only the smallest calves, today,
   the ones no bigger than dogs, are lying down.
   They gaze out onto the landscape like dreamers:
   the sky marbled with fatty clouds;
   the cherry trees beginning to leaf;
   the first few poppies, unfurling their cadmium banners;
   the fences making some things possible, and others difficult;
   the shadows falling from, and following, each thing;
   and the world seems so strange, so common and wondrous
   at once, that the calves ask the cows eating grass,
   Is this all there is?
   And the answer comes back from mouths full of grass:
   This is all there is.

3. April on April 21, 2008 3:16 pm

   Michelle, that is so lovely. Thank you. I envy your Venus in Taurus, I really do. With Saturn in my second house and Venus in the 8th, the mellow down-shifting of Taurus is so alien to me!

   And amen, Natori! I does seem that we need the darkness in order to fully appreciate the light. I like your musical recommendations, and I might add Chet Baker to that list. Hmmm… (rifles through CD collection)…