Today we caved in during the dark Moon in Libra opposing Uranus in Aries. Craniums bursted as the air filled with electrical shocks and waves of fodder. Reverberation, the darkness rolled over us. In waves we felt it’s drain.
During a New Moon we become emptied. Vessels, ready for the filling. Spirits up for renewal. But first! Death! Enter the Scorpio Moon just hours after a demanding and balancing Libra New moon. We’re ugly, and we know it. Okay but we don’t want to talk about it. Sure, Venus in Virgo urges us to polish up the darkness. Let the luminescent glow flow, even in the black and white. Put on a smile and push through the pain. Nobody needs to know and you have everything to gain. Your old mask was everything and with the flow, it goes. Releasing, with a visceral urgency, the need to purge ourselves has long gone. We’re being asked to die and start again. Cosmic makeovers, for everyone. Pick a new mouth color and pucker up big time. You’re being asked to clean out your soul to make room for more love. Possess yourself. Obsess with yourself. Moon trine Mars and Pluto beg energy poured into passionate feelings. Wreathing, poetic. Waxing ecstatic. Poured out, drying by a fan. We wait. Until.
Fall forward into the mirror of karmic reflection, introspection. It’s pumpkin spice season, girl. Vacation is over. It’s time to claim your baggage. Being in limbo, while turning directions. The threaded screw tears the board. It’s ghastly, the pain. Realizing you walked the wrong way home. It’s time to turn around now. Get out while you can.
New Moon + Sun
A woman carefully counting the beans in a jar.
Taking outward phenomena literally. The utmost in naivete. You wander into every trap and pitfall with eyes wide open, wanting so badly for everything to add up and to make sense. Lacking a strong center of selfhood. Impressionable to recieved ideas and at the mercy of conditionings, wanting only to please and to make everybody happy, you are held within the circle of consensus agreement. Behaving in such exemplary fashion that it is too good to be true. All is from the outside in. Lessons in outlasting what you take on, and in showing up after being so far gone that nobody knew where to find you.
Uranus in Aries
Neither being one thing nor another. No longer belonging and not yet attaining. You live in limbo and fiercely get ready. This is a very strange predicament. You have no world to be in. The past is over; the future is not yet. The present moment becomes both magical and dreadful. It is dreadful in that nothing ever really happens and you cannot stand it. It is magical in that when you have lost everything and truly have nothing left to lose, you are free. You are free to dream and free to be. You still have no context, no place to plug in. But you are a free agent. Oddly released from pressures, demands, the crossfire of urgent criticality. And in this state, you have one amazing option. If you give this away, if you surrender your sparkling autonomy to the universal life-force, you can turn the world on and make everybody aware that they are free as well.
From Inside Degrees by Ellias Lonsdale
The Sun and Moon, our touchstone for energy, vitality and emotion. In the dark Libra moon we find ourselves lost completely to the abyss of self reflection. We’re thirsty, tired and worn thin. The thing that frails our being is our own self doubt. The lace that interweaves us within and without. Without it, we are alone.
Pause in a moment and just give up. Let the last of your toxic water drain during the end of this powerful event. The feeling and rapid reflection of a radical surrender. Know it.
No chance can bring enough change. No opportunity is enough to build up and devour. So we tear it to the ground. All of it. We face who we are and what we have. Dream a new dream. Baby.
Echoes in a silent canyon, the cannon fires. We weren’t quite fluid enough to fill the glass. Wings lost in a violent attack. We now rebuild our power. Moon entering Scorpio, intensely and immensely we feel. Choose to draw or choose to erase. The past is the last thing you should face. Enter; The Future. Create it well.
Burn the liquid. Firewater cures all. Crows know the answer. Listen to their call.