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Every Monday morning at 6:49 and 8:49, IPR News Radio looks into the night sky with Mary Stewart Adams, former Program Director and founder of the International Dark Sky Park at the Headlands, who has been telling stories of the night sky on IPR since 2013.

Master of the Still Stars and the Flaming Door: this week on the Storyteller's Night Sky

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Neptune passes superior conjunction with the Sun on March 11 among the stars of Aquarius, and though we can’t see it, we can certainly dream into it! 

In astrological tradition, Neptune is all about the dream, about softening the boundaries so we can move beyond the confining rules of reason and logic that dominate the day ~ Neptune invites us to break through those barriers and dream the impossible dream.

The underbelly of this energy is that things can get confusing, and we may be prone to delusion, more nourished by fantasy than fact. So the trick is to dream in the safe space, which can be determined by how your dreams help you to be a better you, to be a friend and helpmate to those in your world.

In Ancient mythology, Neptune, Poseidon to the Greeks, was referred to as the earth-shaker, and was alotted dominion of the sea, just as Zeus got the sky, and Hades the Underworld.  The Cyclops gifted him his trident, whereas Zeus was given the thunderbolt and Hades a helmet with secret superpower. Neptune was the first to concern himself with seafaring, and was the first to tame horses.

And this week, as the planet that bears this ancient god’s name meets the Sun, this poem by William Butler Yeats creates the perfect picture:

THE dews drop slowly and dreams gather; unknown spears
 
Suddenly hurtle before my dream-awakened eyes,
 
And then the clash of fallen horsemen and the cries
 
Of unknown perishing armies beat about my ears.
 
We who still labour by the cromlech on the shore,
 
The grey cairn on the hill, when day sinks drowned in dew,
 
Being weary of the world's empires, bow down to you,
 
Master of the still stars and of the flaming door.