Of Prodigals & Jerks
The voice of my Higher Self said unto me, “No one called an asshole is properly or fairly named, though he may look like the devil personified. The person who seems to clearly deserve your scorn and rejection is not being recognized by you for who he truly is. He acts like a jerk because he does not know who he is. You don’t have to perpetuate it by not knowing who he truly is either.”
Sagittarius is the realm of the Higher Self, that calls us to our better selves for improved life on the planet. This is a call about judgment. The keywords for Sagittarius are "I perceive." To perceive is to pierce the veil of ignorance. To perceive is to understand, comprehend and realize. Sagittarius says think about it. Be open for growth and expansion. Be open for advanced instruction that raises you above the level of personality with its superficial observation and erroneous interpretation.
On the Tree of Life, a map of the involution and evolution of consciousness, Sagittarius is assigned to Key 14, called Temperance, the middle path that joins the sphere of the Moon, subconsciousness with the sphere of the Sun, the Central Ego, the non-biased orchestrator of the universe. It is said that the Sun shines on the just and unjust alike. Key 14 crosses the path of Key 16,(The Tower) whose toppled crown represents the false knowledge that can’t build its way to supremacy. The Tower is assigned to Mars.
Transiting Mars in Scorpio was in exact opposition to Uranus in Taurus when in response to the intuition about naming fairly, I thought to myself that God loves the so-called asshole, just as the Father loves the Prodigal Son. Mars opposite Uranus features in this chart and Taurus-Scorpio is the value polarity. I have or desire value. I reviewed the story of the prodigal son. I was surprised to be reminded that he took his inheritance and went off and squandered it recklessly before he returned home to be welcomed by his father. I wasn’t thinking of the so-called asshole in terms of finances, but it so happened that my background noise was apprehension about money, hesitant to buy now and possibly not have enough for later.
Suddenly I realized that the prodigal son was a metaphor for my then lackful state and that the inheritance I was squandering was my connection to the Father. I was wasting the resources of life that I have been gifted with by feeling that I would run out of what I need. The prodigal was spending riches wildly. I was not recognizing the riches that I had, but it was the same problem. Prodigal is from the Latin, prodigere, to drive away, squander, which means to waste, dissipate, misuse, throw away. When you focus on lack, you drive away that which is making its way to you and surrounding you.
This is the problem we humans have, disconnection from the Source. This is the problem we have when we behave unseemly. We do not know who we truly are or what we truly have.
Practice this. “Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, unity; where there is doubt, faith; where there is error, truth . . . Grant that I may not seek to be consoled, as to console; to be understood, as to understand; to be loved, as to love.” – Prayer of Saint Francis of Assisi.