Michael Conneely
M.A. (Oxon), DSW, CQSW, PGCE Cert API, Cert Dirah (Advanced). ASTROLOGER SHAMANIC HEALER AUTHOR |
Some examples of Vedic Astrology's Unique Specialness:
Gandanta My Moon is at 29 degrees 56 minutes of Pisces, right at the end of the Vedic zodiac which is the sidereal zodiac (This is 23 degrees 4 minutes of Western Aries). And it was when I realised the nature of the degree of the zodiac occupied by my natal Moon is a special condition known only to Vedic astrology called Gandanta, and when I read what Gandanta means in my first Vedic astrology course, it was then that I realised the vast superiority of Vedic Astrology. This is because the meaning of Gandanta totally illumines the unusual circumstances of my birth and infancy and therefore of my life, and Gandanta also gives a perception of the Divine meaning of such a birth – and none of this is even covered, or known of, in Western Astrology! Basically there are various sorts of Gandanta (and I have two of them). The first sort of Gandanta that I have is the narrow zone of the closing degrees of a water sign and the first degrees of a fire sign: a gap where both the lunar sign (Nakshatra) and the zodiacal sign both end and another pair begins. The closer your Moon especially (but also Ascendant and other planets of course, particulalry your Sun) is to the end of the water sign, the more powerful the effect of the Gandanta. So, this means that my Moon is at the end of the Created Universe: at the end of the water sign Pisces - across the void from which is the first sign, the first flicker of fire: Aries. These Gandanta zones are the three transition points from Vedic Pisces to Aries, Vedic Cancer to Leo and Vedic Scorpio to Sagittarius. The second sort of Gandanta is a narrow slot of time connected with Moon phase. My birth was around a Full Moon. One of the reasons that Moon Gandanta birth is so challenging is that there will inevitably be a change in Vedic predictive period (Dasa) very soon after birth, when the person concerned is of course too young to be able to deal with such a change. |
The Pisces/ Aries Gandanta, which is my Gandanta, shows the ending of one cycle of soul growth and the beginning of the next stage.
The Soul has completed his present level of growth and he is ready to move to another cycle and a different set of issues. The soul is thus closing the door to one cycle and it does not end easily. There can be inner storms as the soul destroys one way to make for a new life.
So, in Vedic astrology, Gandanta is an evil condition which occurs when the Moon or Ascendant (or other planets) fall in the last two degrees of any water sign, which can cause death to the child in a simple rural culture, most especially if the Moon suffers other afflictions. It means essentially that ‘Mother will not be there for the child’. It can mean problems from heredity. This is a bad signification for affairs of the world, but because the planet is so unworldly, it is potentially good for spiritual realisation if the person can survive the conditions. And it means that the usual gifts of the planet cannot be fully enjoyed.
So, what happened?
I will briefly summarize what happened at my birth. Only Vedic Astrology could predict this so accurately. Western astrology knows nothing of it:
My mother was an eighteen year old Irish ‘Land Girl’ come to work on a farm in the UK, just after the end of the Second World War. She was the 12th of 13 children from a very poor farm in the remote far west of Ireland and her family was unable to support her. She became pregnant by my father who was a young Polish man whose village in the Danzig Corridor was subject to Blitz Krieg in the first weeks of the Second World War. While working in the fields, not knowing that World War had started, he saw his village bombed and villagers including a family member executed and he fled to Danzig and thence to Norway and then via a British Destroyer to Scotland where he joined the air force wing of General Sikorsky’s Polish army in exile and was posted to England. When he found out my mother was pregnant he beat her up to warn her against seeking financial support.
When the Land Army Camp Commander found out my mother was pregnant, she publically expelled her from the camp in front of the other Land Army girls as an example of moral wickedness, and she found shelter in a railway siding hut.
When I was born, the British Registrar refused to register my birth claiming ‘Irish bastards should be taken back to Ireland’ but my mother could not do that because if her family found out about my birth she would be barred from her family for life. Eventually a sister who was a nurse in England took me to the Irish Embassy in London to register me as an Irish Citizen so I would not be stateless. But my mother could not sustain living in a hut, so reluctantly she approached the local Catholic Priest. He baptised me and said I must be placed in a Convent Orphanage with a view to adoption. He warned her that if she placed me with non-Catholic adopters she would burn in hell forever.
Reluctantly she went with me to a Bons Seccours Convent Orphanage, where the girls had to work 12 hours a day for no pay and were allowed an hour to be with their child if they were good. This is similar to the films ‘The Magdalen Sisters’ and ‘Philomena’.
Importantly, my Vedic predictive periods called Dasas changed the day I was placed in the orphanage, from Mercury – Saturn period to Ketu (the south node of the moon).
In fact my mother was then pressured by her Reverend Mother to appear before a Magistrate to sign adoption consent, against her own wishes and when I was taken for adoption she returned to her family in Ireland, her family not knowing that I existed.
But she regretted her decision and went to her local Parish Priest in Co Galway saying she had made a terrible mistake and had been forced to sign consent and it was not too late for her to reclaim her child as the Order was not yet finalised.
The Parish Priest accordingly wrote to the Catholic Protection and Rescue Society of Ireland in Dublin who wrote to the Orphanage.
The Orphanage replied with a blackmail (I still have a copy of this letter) and the Priest accordingly told my birth mother that if she made any attempt to return to England to reclaim her child ‘he would be reluctantly compelled to tell her mother of her lapse from virtue’.
He then made her confess her sin and as the Penance she had to climb the near-by Ireland’s Holy Mountain, Croagh Patrick, barefoot. As soon as her feet were more usable she went to Boston USA to a sibling who had emigrated there - and there she attempted suicide.
The Soul has completed his present level of growth and he is ready to move to another cycle and a different set of issues. The soul is thus closing the door to one cycle and it does not end easily. There can be inner storms as the soul destroys one way to make for a new life.
So, in Vedic astrology, Gandanta is an evil condition which occurs when the Moon or Ascendant (or other planets) fall in the last two degrees of any water sign, which can cause death to the child in a simple rural culture, most especially if the Moon suffers other afflictions. It means essentially that ‘Mother will not be there for the child’. It can mean problems from heredity. This is a bad signification for affairs of the world, but because the planet is so unworldly, it is potentially good for spiritual realisation if the person can survive the conditions. And it means that the usual gifts of the planet cannot be fully enjoyed.
So, what happened?
I will briefly summarize what happened at my birth. Only Vedic Astrology could predict this so accurately. Western astrology knows nothing of it:
My mother was an eighteen year old Irish ‘Land Girl’ come to work on a farm in the UK, just after the end of the Second World War. She was the 12th of 13 children from a very poor farm in the remote far west of Ireland and her family was unable to support her. She became pregnant by my father who was a young Polish man whose village in the Danzig Corridor was subject to Blitz Krieg in the first weeks of the Second World War. While working in the fields, not knowing that World War had started, he saw his village bombed and villagers including a family member executed and he fled to Danzig and thence to Norway and then via a British Destroyer to Scotland where he joined the air force wing of General Sikorsky’s Polish army in exile and was posted to England. When he found out my mother was pregnant he beat her up to warn her against seeking financial support.
When the Land Army Camp Commander found out my mother was pregnant, she publically expelled her from the camp in front of the other Land Army girls as an example of moral wickedness, and she found shelter in a railway siding hut.
When I was born, the British Registrar refused to register my birth claiming ‘Irish bastards should be taken back to Ireland’ but my mother could not do that because if her family found out about my birth she would be barred from her family for life. Eventually a sister who was a nurse in England took me to the Irish Embassy in London to register me as an Irish Citizen so I would not be stateless. But my mother could not sustain living in a hut, so reluctantly she approached the local Catholic Priest. He baptised me and said I must be placed in a Convent Orphanage with a view to adoption. He warned her that if she placed me with non-Catholic adopters she would burn in hell forever.
Reluctantly she went with me to a Bons Seccours Convent Orphanage, where the girls had to work 12 hours a day for no pay and were allowed an hour to be with their child if they were good. This is similar to the films ‘The Magdalen Sisters’ and ‘Philomena’.
Importantly, my Vedic predictive periods called Dasas changed the day I was placed in the orphanage, from Mercury – Saturn period to Ketu (the south node of the moon).
In fact my mother was then pressured by her Reverend Mother to appear before a Magistrate to sign adoption consent, against her own wishes and when I was taken for adoption she returned to her family in Ireland, her family not knowing that I existed.
But she regretted her decision and went to her local Parish Priest in Co Galway saying she had made a terrible mistake and had been forced to sign consent and it was not too late for her to reclaim her child as the Order was not yet finalised.
The Parish Priest accordingly wrote to the Catholic Protection and Rescue Society of Ireland in Dublin who wrote to the Orphanage.
The Orphanage replied with a blackmail (I still have a copy of this letter) and the Priest accordingly told my birth mother that if she made any attempt to return to England to reclaim her child ‘he would be reluctantly compelled to tell her mother of her lapse from virtue’.
He then made her confess her sin and as the Penance she had to climb the near-by Ireland’s Holy Mountain, Croagh Patrick, barefoot. As soon as her feet were more usable she went to Boston USA to a sibling who had emigrated there - and there she attempted suicide.
Craogh Patrick, Ireland's Holy Mountain