The Lighting of the Lamps

Six o’clock.
The burnt-out ends of smoky days.
And now a gusty shower wraps
The grimy scraps
Of withered leaves about your feet
And newspapers from vacant lots;
The showers beat
On broken blinds and chimney-pots,
And at the corner of the street
A lonely cab-horse steams and stamps.
And then the lighting of the lamps.

from Preludes
–T.S. Eliot

Happy Diwali everybody.

It has been a cold turn to things as the Sun is debilitated and the Moon is just appearing, also debilitated.  Combine that with a weak Jupiter by sandhi, and retrograding that weakness to us.

Give it a few days.  Things will get better.

Thank God for the lighting of the lamps.  Today’s Dhanvantari puja made me feel extraordinarily better.  Thank you Dr. Vaidya.