Mundus Volubilis

animism, divination and philosophy

Join a philosopher’s journey in Mundus Volubilis, a flowing universe surging between the inner and the outer. The articles, essays and musings on this site all belong to this in-between world.

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The Bicycle – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

I could feel a warm presence behind me. He put his hands under my arms and lifted me up, high, high, higher… and there I was, on the lines. I didn’t have a bike but I didn’t care, I started to run on the cables, above the road, above the fields, above the houses… the sky was a soft, purple embrace. I felt the wind on my face, my chest, in my hair… I opened my arms wide, and ran, ran, ran. Then I slowed down, and wanted that bike, after all. And a translucent man with long arms and soft hands brought me one and put it right in front of me. But I was worried that I would fall, I realized I didn’t know how to ride a bike. So he hugged me gently from behind to hold me straight, and off we went… … Continue readingThe Bicycle – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

The Folktale – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

I realized that what surrounded us was not snow but seeds from a cottonwood tree. There was hardly any wind, we were enveloped in small, luminous feathers, playing in the colours of the setting sun. The world was in slow motion, as if we were all floating. I looked around, observing all the details, the lights, the colours, and I noticed that there was a river close by, and a boat on the bank. There was an old couple sitting by the boat. … Continue readingThe Folktale – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

Cottonwood – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

I realized that what surrounded us was not snow but seeds from a cottonwood tree. There was hardly any wind, we were enveloped in small, luminous feathers, playing in the colours of the setting sun. The world was in slow motion, as if we were all floating. I looked around, observing all the details, the lights, the colours, and I noticed that there was a river close by, and a boat on the bank. There was an old couple sitting by the boat. … Continue readingCottonwood – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

The Canoe – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

I was lying on my back, staring at the sky above me. I saw some spots of light shooting by, they looked like fireflies, except the bee who was flying very close to me. Then I realized they were not fireflies but stars, and that even though it felt like we were hardly moving at all, we were in fact gliding so fast the stars seemed to leave a trail on our breaths… … Continue readingThe Canoe – The Whirling Bee’s Blog

The Natal Chart from an Animistic Perspective II

An experience is inaccessible from a binary “symbolic/literal” axis because it can unfold both ways (and more) at once. So how is it possible at all to interpret a natal chart and say something both about the physical and the psychological reality of the native without becoming dogmatic? The problem of “meaning” is so complex: what exactly are we looking for? … Continue readingThe Natal Chart from an Animistic Perspective II

The Natal Chart from an Animistic Perspective I

Many of us start learning astrology by attaching keywords to planets. And at one point, the list will become overcrowded and full of overlaps. It’s possible and worthwhile to enter an intimate relationship with the natal chart and meet the energy that animates it before we start to understand it intellectually. This is what I call an “animistic” approach (as opposed to a “symbolic” one). … Continue readingThe Natal Chart from an Animistic Perspective I

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