Long-handled Spoons

The Long-handled Spoons; an allegorical tale selected from the public domain for its Self-similar properties.

[ see the text of this fable at the bottom of this page ]

Sometimes we encounter a piece of creativity containing at least some metaphorical elements or components which almost immediately enchant us. We are struck with the impression that we are experiencing a rare specific kind of personal resonance. We identify with whatever it is, either on the whole, or in some very significant portion thereof. Somehow a serendipitously discovered phrase, image, quotation, or story strikes us as being very much like what we feel we in ourselves--something that we also feel we have to say. Going beyond the surface considerations of what the author or artist intends for us to understand about his representation, we may subconsciously attend to the very important manner of how things are said or depicted, perhaps therein lies our first recognition of some uncanny familiarity. The experience is one of a remarkable sameness existing between this symbolic expression, whatever the medium, and something unmistakably like me, rather than just being reminiscent someone we know, or merely akin to our general take on human nature.

This experience of something being suddenly self-similar is probably not a purely passive one, it seems to me that we actively project our personal meaning outward when we perceive a thing, perhaps as if just to see if something of ourselves sticks to it, so to speak. A kind of mirroring seems to take place at such moments and we catch a glimpse of our own subtle self as being strangely similar to something patterned in the words or images. Here before our heightening awareness a curious something seems as if crafted to be a tailor-made fit! Unlike merely clever or witty things, things we might envy for someone having beat us to the performance of it, we feel not left out but recognized in it and gratified by its being there. The appeal is not to our vanity, but to our center, our unique spirit. We feel not prideful, or in any way overly exuberant for having felt personally recognized in this way. The ego is not honored or celebrated, but distinctly feels a little bit more like a whole person, one with all its ineffable parts working harmoniously and in particularly good order.

When first I read this status update of a Facebook friend, this story of the Long-handled Spoons, I saw it as not particularly interesting or especially well done, however it was about the role of a symbolic object, a special large spoon endowed with only limited utility. This then piqued my interest--my admittedly somewhat eccentric personal perceptions of art and its use of symbols. Astrology, as redacted by me for my own purposes, has it that the astrological Moon is often represented by a spoon in literary metaphors. And, not because the words rhyme or that they appears in folksy songs including the word, June. It is because of our way of experiencing and classifying things in general; a thing as a particular shape, with its usual color, and its typical function in a social setting--its meaning. A spoon is very strongly connected to certain social expectations, this even though many cultures may never use them. What, I wondered, was the comparable role of a 'long-handled spoon' in the natal chart of the woman who chose to, at least in part, represent or project her own self metaphorically...was this a case of horoscopic expressionism on her part ? And, if the astrological Moon is ostensibly a literary "spoon," then what is the "long-handle," astrologically speaking? A handle long enough, we see in the reading to the fable, to have the ability to reach across a large round table. I sense the presence of an opposition aspect--the 180 degree angle of separation which reaches across the circle of the chart as a whole. So here the the Moon is probably opposite some planet which symbolizes the property of largeness. That would be Jupiter, traditionally also known as the "greater benific" planet. Now we have an empirical hypothesis--was this woman born with a prominent Moon opposite Jupiter? If you look at the chart illustration above, you will see that this assumption (or hypothesis) was indeed correct. After learning the correct birth date, I wondered if I could test astrology's House and Sign theories of associations by attempting another 'prediction'...is it possible that she was born with the natal Sun in the Twelfth House, the house most associated with limitations imposed upon the self ? Opposite the Twelfth House we find the Sixth House, which is traditionally considered to be associated strongly with the idea of service, employment, and particularly any tending to the sick or needy. Here then is the purpose of this symbol-crunching exercise: I wanted to test the possibility that this woman chose this self-similar seeming story because it was a special case of natal chart resonance. If she indeed did choose this story as a surrogate form of self presentation--a kind of unconsciously performed abstract self-portraiture, does it follow that is it then possible to 'predict' her unknown time of birth? Given only the correct birth date and the symbolic parallels we find by way of comparing these two different arts, both of which have human intuitions as their foundational source code, we apparently can find support for the folk psychology suspicion that we all curiously are "what we choose" in some respects.

Because we can see that the Moon is indeed opposite Jupiter, my first hypothesis is confirmed by learning the woman's correct birth date and erecting at natal chart for noon. Our second hypothesis--that the Sun is probably in the Twelfth House--we can quantify by stating the time frame of this 'predicted' Sun position. As a matter of astronomical calculation, the Sun could be could be in astrology's Twelfth House at any time between, say, 6:30 and 8:15 AM. I pragmatically chose 7:30 AM on the basis of the overall look of the chart, always paying attention to what house the other planets would be found at a given time. Upon seeking confirmation, I was informed that it could have been 6:30 or 7: 30 AM , that two memories of events featuring similar times of day were competing with one another. Feeling somewhat more resolute she stated that the strongest impression was that of 6:30 AM , but admitted a lack of certainty, and that it could have been one or the other specific time.

There are many synchronisitic details in this chart-v-story comparison, instances in which the planets in specific aspects, signs, and houses, exquisitely parallel the story's use of metaphoric analogy with parallel frames of relational structurings, corollaries which I find infinitely more interesting that the actual tale itself. These extraordinary examinations of this otherwise somewhat dreary tale, does give me a sense of the term spiritual insight, whatever that term may really mean. Though an astrologist's particular thematic apperceptions are probably a prerequisite for the nuanced details here, one can experience in these comparisons a wonderfully unique way to find the sacred residing securely in things most mundane. Apparently we have a way of finding god(s) in the details by way of this astrological semiosis. I think the natal chart of astrology is our artistically inspired creative search for a way to address the issue of human individual identity by way of a disciplined divination. Art, not Science, is where the founding principles lie; the comparisons between astrology and Art in general seem best to hold the keys to understanding the spirit of astrology's unparalleled gifts.

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The Long-handled Spoons

A Holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said, 'Lord, I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.'

The Lord led the holy man to two doors.

He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in..

In the middle of the room was a large round table...

In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew,

Which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water.

The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly.

They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles that were strapped to their arms and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful.

But because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths.

The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering.

The Lord said, 'You have seen Hell. They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one.

There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water.

The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump, laughing and talking.

The holy man said, 'I don't understand.

It is simple,' said the Lord. 'It requires but one skill.

You see, they have learned to feed each other.

The greedy think only of themselves.'

When Jesus died on the cross, he was thinking of you.

Its estimated most won't forward this.

If you are one who will, forward this with the title.

I will always share my spoon with you.