FULL MOON IN ARIES, LUNAR ECLIPSE - THE DISTILLED ASTROLOGY
Sometimes it’s only after our life changes, whether by choice or not (solar eclipse aftermath, anyone?), that we realize what emotional residue we carry- from the past, from transition, or just what comes up in the process of practicing new methods of manifesting. It’s just like how traveling to new places breaks open your perspective. Lunar eclipses illuminate break open beliefs & feelings that are inhibiting emotional freedom. Aries (baby of the zodiac yet ruled by Mars, god of war) is concerned with the freedom of existential awareness. Being human, being fire, being raw.
What we’re really facing is an opportunity to allow ourselves to exist fully, powerfully, unapologetically. This is necessary ground to cover, a necessary war to win, if we really are to become & create everything we have realized we have the potential for. Don’t shy away from your warrior call or your cry of your inner baby. Brave= fearless=you.
Do you find, as you are making more space for yourself, widening the stroke of your gesture, & then filling all the space you make for yourself, that there is some mourning that's coming thru? I feel like that. I am calling for more of me in the lives of my beloveds, often in the form of them, making space for me, even when I am off, with others, & there is some mourning. There are times that I require more of our team, when I need them to figure things out that just haven't been done before, & I mourn that need to press. Standing for myself, & standing for ideas & standing for others is tiring, & often I don't want to & often I just don't. There's always a hint of mourning, too, when it's about art, or social justice, or the environment. I invite you to include any of these feelings in the expansion.
I was walking a pile of decaying black walnut today, which I prize for it's black ink for lettering & also dyeing fibers, & also for the sharp hearts that sit in the middle of the halved shells. I couldn't find any hearts, only crushed, black detritus, the remains of earlier work & love. And then, this. Our local cottonwood, which is all kinds of useful + healing. She's tinder & firewood, balm & tincture. She heals aches, & pains. So this is the picture we've been given for the eclipse. The old love, the old work. Done. Whether or not we've felt done, or we've carried that baggage, it's finished. And with it, new love. New use. New healing.
Below is your Full Moon Check-In.
Please use it, it's me, checking in with you. I will read it, snuggled in bed with my many suns. I will take it into my dreams & sit with you on my heart-floor. It will help you to understand & integrate the tools so far. It will help us all in our treasure-hunting.
Oh, and there's a bit of cottonwood love on it's way to your door. And some Harvest Moon music from our Moon Storm sister, Rachael Rice, here, too. xxx, M