|Low tide Cornwall, high noon.|
As the tide pulls away from the shore, a wondrous world of rock pools is revealed. Anemones, starfish, crabs. Slippery seaweed.
Broken fishing nets, plastic bottles, a locked box, a glove. Detritus along the high tide mark.
A dead crab.
Thousands of glistening black mussels clinging to the wet rocks. The birds come to harvest.
The sea sparkles in retreat, revealing a perfect beach where previously there had been mysterious water, reflecting the pale sky. The beach fills with people playing ball, strolling, splashing through the short waves, some dogs.
In the miniature world between sea and land, children’s imaginations are running free. Temples are built, mermaids rescued, the Nile discovered.
Who would have imagined that beneath that glassy, reflective surface lay so much life and death, beauty and trash?
This week, the Sun in detail-oriented, inquisitive Gemini squares Neptune, the god of the sea and illusion, in Pisces, the sign of dissolution. It’s a clash of two quite different views of the world. But at low tide they meet. Most of the ocean remains hidden still, it’s true, yet the in-between world of the shore gives us a clue to the magic and wonder of the deepest ocean. Gemini is the teller of tales, Pisces is the infinite ocean of imagination and inspiration. Pisces other ruler is Jupiter, still travelling through Gemini until July. Together these two energies can make a mermaid sing. Or reveal treasure.