Happy Solar Eclipse! The Sun is burning fiercely today on the threshold of Scorpio. This is my favorite time of year! My Scorpio rising sign rules my life and thusly I live for the Scorpio sun. Oh sweet heart full of flutters. I am alive.
Occulted arts always get a boost during this time. That means new readers, new clients and most of all more people accepting their sacred spiritual selves. Plus, it’s so much fun to do readings during the Scorpio Sun energy. Messages be zappin’ y’all! Tails be flyin’!
Intensity is an understatement. Did it catch you off guard? Lots of people get that big shove and oopsy, knocked down on their ass. Just stand back up! Keep standing back up. Knees need to be used, that’s why they’re there. No matter how you kick and scream, it’s going to happen. So don’t waste your energy on the struggle, use it to transmute the challenges ahead. If you aren’t being pro-change by following your excitement then you are likely off track. Passion is the goal.
The fear of death follows from the fear of life. A man who lives fully is prepared to die at any time. Mark Twain
There are things you can do to adapt. Scorpio is a Fixed water sign, so while adaption doesn’t come naturally during this time, it can be learned. Are you a fixed sign of Leo, Scorpio or Capricorn? Then this lesson is for you. Pluto won’t change for us, so it’s best we change for him. Otherwise he will lash his venom laced tail towards our face. Now you don’t want that, do you? So pay attention to subtleties. Go with the flow, raging water demands it.
Ways to Honor Scorpio:
Release perceived control. This is very important. You’ll wake up one day, if you haven’t already done it, and realize that control is an illusion. Just do right. Just be nice to people. Trusting the Youniverse to provide is an act of bravery and nature rewards bravery. You can’t control anything except your actions, focus on them. If you’ve been nosing around in the affairs of others, stop. Don’t be self serving, be serving of others. Let the love flow. The art of not knowing takes time.
Control your financial Panic Attacks. Don’t focus on the money, focus on the passion. What do you need to do in order to be happy? Do it. Are you sitting around worried about what you don’t have? If so, all you’re doing is focusing on the lack, rather than the blessings. All that does is generate more lack. Be grateful and say it aloud everyday. When you cultivate an energy of spiritual success your physical world will follow suite. Don’t give in and never settle. You’re valuable and your gifts are needed.
Conjure your power. Stop giving yourself away to people who don’t deserve it. Restore honor to the Taboo. Practice the Occultic arts by learning Tarot, Palmistry or other forms of divination. Get a professional Astrology reading. Renew and reinvent yourself. Accept struggle, trusting you will turn out stronger when it’s finally over. Little magic spells that benefit the whole will add to your Karmic bank account. Share your magick with others.. but be protective of it.
Remember that all of this burning and falling into dark pits is only making you more polished. The gem needs to tumble to sparkle. The clay must be burned to endure. Like Janet Fitch said in White Oleander; The phoenix must burn to emerge. So too we must endure the trials to win the race. Stay calm and vibe with Pluto. He’s not cold and out to get us.. He’s trying to teach us to soar like the Eagle.
Allow yourself to be seasoned by life. The most experienced souls tell the best tales.
Pluto’s way of dealing with us is to destroy us so we become better. The poem by Rumi, On Boiling Chickpeas, exemplifies this method very well.
Rumi’s Poem on Boiling Chickpeas
A chickpea leaps almost over the rim of the pot
where it’s being boiled.
“Why are you doing this to me?”
The cook knocks him down with the ladle.
“Don’t you try to jump out.
You think I’m torturing you.
I’m giving you flavor,
so you can mix with spices and rice
and be the lovely vitality of a human being.
Remember when you drank rain in the garden.
That was for this.”
Grace first. Sexual pleasure,
then a boiling new life begins,
and the Friend has something good to eat.
Eventually the chickpea
will say to the cook,
“Boil me some more.
Hit me with the skimming spoon.
I can’t do this by myself.
I’m like an elephant that dreams of gardens
back in Hindustan and doesn’t pay attention
to his driver. You’re my cook, my driver,
my way into existence. I love your cooking.”
The cook says,
“I was once like you,
fresh from the ground. Then I boiled in time,
and boiled in the body, two fierce boilings.
My animal soul grew powerful.
I controlled it with practices,
and boiled some more, and boiled
once beyond that,
and became your teacher.
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