Stars

Throughout the ages, man has looked to the stars. For inspiration, forecast, even belonging. The stars are the companions of the night, and in so are the keepers of histories for the ancients.

Mythologies have taken many a page from these stars and groomed them to galore and eternal regale.

The constellations of sky

All the notable stars in the sky are listed across different cultures. Over time, I’ll keep expanding more information about them in terms of mythologies and astrology.

The constellations are listed in 12 quadrants (which in Sanskrit used to be known as Vithi). 30 degrees, east to west. In each of them, the constellations are ordered north to south. This should be indicative of their positions to each other, up to down, for cognition.

Click on the names of the constellation, you’ll be taken to the post. The smaller ones with few or no significant stars are clubbed together in the same post, but will appear differently in this list. The Sanskrit name for all of them is given, along with few other names for them. More details will keep getting updated periodically.

The stars through the zodiac :

Aries

Taurus

Gemini

Cancer

Leo

Virgo

Libra

Scorpio

Sagittarius

Capricorn

Aquarius

Pisces

There can be found a few articles on the stars, specifically from Indian astronomy and mythology.

Go through the list and see if it interests you.

And some poetry on the stars

This week's transits of the Zodiac

A coat of quotes and passing poetry

Knock knock knocking to adore. Knock knock. happy to

I’d wrap a rhyme into a song obscured.

Singing vision, crooning ever-glow.

Like a breath of fresh air, ascending the shared tapestry of inner-most cores and care.

Intimacy the journey in repair. Words for paradigm mentioned to dimensional fare.

Fair and farther still. Adorable is ringing, outstanding still I await.

If I translated the falling of rain, the patter would still just be beats to a letter, affection in remain and again in the latter.

The simple resamples into a mystery until the complex begins to unravel.

To avail and travail, a surge emerges travelled within.

Profound in itself, a beacon in the light of another.

To drop the word, and pick up the spotlight.

A door creaks only momentarily keyed to groove.

To delight in your sunshine.

An evening to aid the odd ode in serenade.

Good evenings’ to remember, the dawn in the yawn, to dance instead.

The golden light in your magic hours in glimpse.

And since.

Knock knock adore | Adorable ringing