Full Moon In Scorpio Has a Bleeding Heart

Today, the moon waxed into her full brightness in all that Scorpionic shimmery luminosity at 23* at 2:18PM EDT.  First, she glided up to Saturn/El (Lord of the Rings) as he in reverse sided up to her when they met at his 19* of Scorpio.  Like waves cresting they rise up together lifting up the heavy weight of the emotional ballast capsizing the less sea-worthy.

The sun almost feels jealous of the two, sitting in all the wealth and possessions of his Taurean lair, drenched in the decadent trappings of his Venusian dream.

You might ask yourself, if you miss what you don’t have, simply because it isn’t there to have and to hold.  If that one more thing, might just bring the happy ship toward you before it departs for the deeper waters of Scorpio’s abyss.

If you have a cleaner spirit, than you don’t miss what you don’t have, simply because you are enamored with all you do.  You take stock of the wealth around you, knowing it came from within.

Ahh, the pearly gates.  They beckon us towards a shiny, happy people.

But that somber tone from the Lord of the Rings, has laLuna bound and gagged as she drowns in like a tempest in a tea cup.

The Cardinal Cross is moving into a T-Square that still has plenty of tension, as we wait for what seems like the other shoe to drop.

Jupiter/Zeus is moving forward and he isn’t about to look back, and he is taking no prisoners, as those who have decided to use an exit strategy, drift away like sail boats into the horizon, leaving the rest of us to fill up with the moon, and fall into that sorrowful longing, knowing each day will bring a reminder of what we had, and what we will now miss.

I lost two sisters already to the horrid disease that has ravaged far too many, and whose name I will not dignify with a capital c.

I look at their pictures, and see them drifting away, imagine the horrible pain that sat inside their chest as they were eaten alive, far too young.

In a retreat space in New York, the birds were singing, leaves greening around us and sunlight shaking

sparkly showers through the branches; I sat with about a hundred people or so, who had all made our way down the path to the clearing with the rows of benches we now found ourselves gathered together upon.  We were expecting a seminar to take place, and enough of us had made the mistake of believing it was to happen shortly.

As the time ticked on, we started to look around and realize, we might not be experiencing any such thing.  So many disappointed heads, turned downward and expressions that matched.

One of the people in the group I was with, said, ‘Glo, get up and sing a song’.  When others heard this, they turned and started the chorus of appeals for me to sing.

I accommodated and stood up and sand a couple of songs A cappella, to a rounding and raucous bout of applause and appreciation.

Afterwards, a somewhat distinguished looking woman approached me and told me how surprised she was at how good I was.  “It was as if you were channeling another life” she told me.  I stated that perhaps it was me tapping into my journey beyond this world, when I died so many years ago and returned.

She told me that her father told her, that once you go, that is it, no memories and people all forget about you.  I was shocked.  Dumbstruck really, that someone would say something even remotely like this, let alone repeat it as if it was now fact.

I have been visited by all the people that I love who have crossed over, in dreamtime and in the waking state.  They have all helped me in some form or another and let me know they are still with me.

But with all of that, I still miss them all in the physical world.  My sister Barb will never drive up in her silver car and I will never hear her laugh as if she has stopped breathing….because she did take her final breath.  Even though I was with her, as was my entire family to help her cross over, and I am grateful that we know how to take someone to the River Styx and wave goodbye as they are welcomed into death’s loving embrace; I still miss her.

I still miss my sister Kathy’s sweetness, that caring person who would drop by out of the blue with some odd gift, all of which I still have, because she couldn’t help herself.  She thought of me and wanted to share something.  But, I am achingly glad that the pain of her world has ended, and that she has found comfort.  But my heart still aches like a lead balloon that I will never be able to swallow.

We all know our parents will go, hopefully for their sakes; they go before their child, which was not the case with my father, who had to outlive his oldest girl.  I will always be able to see his eyes, looking right to my soul every single time, and finding a way to warm me up and make me feel as though I was so special, that his life depended on what I had to do in this world.  Of course, he had that effect on a lot of people.  But that doesn’t change the warmth and charm of his Leonine wit, smile and love.

And I won’t ever be able to replace, my dear friend Marcella/Esmeralda, who was my go to person to confide in and ask for advice.  Always delivered with assurance and a healthy dose of unthinkable humour, she could bounce a thought off the wall quicker than bullet, and it always went straight to the heart too.

This month, my good friend Robin saw her father off to the other side, I am glad I got to enjoy his boyish flirtations, and hope he found the youth he seemed to believe he still had in our exchanges.

The list is long, it gets longer as I get older, and I cannot go through all the souls my life has been blessed with, who have gone on…ships into the sunset.

Their sales grow smaller and smaller, until at last, the good sweet earth parts her skirts and takes them in, the sweetness wafting around you like a parting bouquet.

These squares, crosses and blood moon eclipses will bring down the elevator, and many will get on to take that final ride.

This full moon, isn’t quite so lusty as a Scorpio Full Moon can be, not with the leaden weight of Saturn/El making sure that she never forgets, time waits for no one.
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Getting our Sea Legs as Hermes Looks to the Past

 

The ocean tides surround us, tugging at us and taking us deeper into the mystery as we try and gasp for air, the kind of air that is simply not necessary in the deep waters of Mercury in Scorpio.  This is a rare kind of air.

So, until you adjust your breathing, you will feel overwhelmed.  Sadness might creep in, despondence, futility; all of these ‘emotions’ can make you want to pull the covers back over your head and stay in bed.

Once again, the tidal wall emerges from the flat horizon that blocks out the sun as Hermes dives down into the Neptunian depths, on his way to sextile Pluto on Friday November 1^st, just two days before the new moon in Scorpio on November 3^rd at 11* of Scorpio.

Oh, and yes this is another eclipse, part of the pattern that has been unfolding the entire year. 

So, an eclipse in Scorpio with Mercury retrograde and just for some more fun, let’s add the conjunction to Saturn which is in mutual aspect to Pluto in Capricorn.
We can do all things with RE as a prefix, repair, rewire, rewind, remind, recall, rewrite, etc.

We have entered the time, when Hermes is looking backwards…yes the messenger God Mercury is standing still in the heavens, while we continue to move forward, almost like a petulant child, he refused to move forward until we hear his demands ~and get the message loud and clear.  Can you hear me now?

So we must dive down for the pearls, the shining truth that will emerge out of the darkness while La-Luna stands before her solar being and they merge energy, (Brave-hearted Lion energy)and She absorbs all His Radiance, for those few minutes and unless we have adjusted our sight, we will not see the gleaming truth, the gifts she bears.

Ahhhh, but in the depths of Neptune/Poseidon, which asks us to reign in our Sea Horse (deep thoughts) and whispers in our dreams, all that we have submerged into our sub-conscious  that is tangled up and dark; that we may have not totally looked square in the eyes can become a mill stone around our neck, and down, down we go; A Voyage to the bottom of the sea.

The watery ones wrap around us and sometimes may make us believe we simply cannot even breathe.

Once again, the obstacles come up from the deep, the dark monsters come calling, The Kraken is released to find the Virgin and take her deep into his underwater cave, where Pluto/Hades peers through the cracks and bellows out the magma from his deeper world yet, holding all the power he waits for the lament, the song of the heart.

Everything seems to reflect back, skew the reality like looking through water and trying to see past illusions.

We have entered the hall of mirrors, how can we triumph like Neptune and Amphitrite? 

Every which way we turn, our past flashes upon the glassy world as we glimpse the truth in shards and the mystery subsumes the insight as soon as we find it; pulling away like the trickiest fish; our bait and all our hooks are left clean.

This only leaves enough time for another image to appear, begging our attention lest we lose our footing and fall even deeper into the cavernous darkness.

Now, if one is in fact a Scorpio, this may feel super-uber intense and if we have cleaned out our closets, might find us sunning on some far away island feeling exhilarated and shining.  Any of us may feel the depths as a safety, a home as it envelopes our hearts and minds with its soft glove, nurturing and caressing our spirits great full we have found our deeper selves and a grace, that abiding kindness in the universe that reminds us we are not alone.

If not…well, you along with the rest of those signs on the fixed cross; Leo, Aquarius and Taurus (who will be sitting in opposition to the whole stellium) might find yourselves going down without a life-preserver in sight.

Wait for the Hail Mary pass, it is coming if you give in and stop trying to swim against the tides.  Any swimmer knows you cannot swim out of a rip-tide, you have to float out of that tide, sometimes going sideways or even further away from shore, but you cannot ‘swim against the tide’.  Unless of course you are a salmon ready to give birth!

An eclipse asks us to see differently, with different eyes and shed the false selves.  A lot of shenanigans go on in the world stage during the dark of the moon as she is occulting the sun.

One thing we know for sure, we need to water that which is NEW.

If you are trying the same old same old, then chances are you are only stirring up the muddy bottom and you absolutely MUST LET THE DIRT SETTLE, before you can move forward.

You are not seeing clearly if you are running in place.  It is just that simple.

We will have old friends come back into our lives, watch where Saturn and Mercury are located by sign and house for clues.

It is the same as it ever was  ~ the same as it ever was ~ only now it is on steroids.

So, this new moon will have us putting our big girl/boy pants on one leg at a time, even as we list from one side to the other trying to get our sea legs.  We can expect major earth changes, especially as Uranus moves into another one of the exact squares to Pluto in their cycle with each other.  Watch as the moon and the nodes go over the galactic center and trigger events.

With Lord of karma/the Rings/EL harnessing the occulted dark new moon’s energy, while she is infused with the sun and he couples with her, we want to check our ego’s at the door and pour our talents and our emotions into reviewing the past, to seed our new world; don't let him eat your children/ideas!  Give him a stone!

Remember, as I always like to say, even adjusting our sails a mere 1* will have has at a decidedly different point in the future.

While the sexual musings come bubbling up, asking us to return to carnal knowledge and tantric rites of passage, we ask ourselves, what is it all about Alfie?

Mars is in direct sextile to this new moon in Virgo, so we are ‘recalculating route’ and then be prepared to put our energy, emotions and actions into what makes us feel good, and how do we put a structure to that?  What really makes you feel good?

Healthy life choices, cleanses, and all processes of elimination are encouraged, to make way for the new.

Especially if we make those choices now, just after the full moon in Aries on the 18^th, it is the blood moon.

So release…surrender into grace.

Chiron is also sextile the new moon eclipse at 9* of Pisces, so all of the world is a stage, and we are the actors in the fields of dreams.

When Mercury goes direct again on November 10^th at 2* of Scorpio, and by the time of the full moon of November in Taurus at 25*on the 17^th, be prepared for the secrets to come spilling out like red wine on a white tablecloth.

Those of us hanging on the Cardinal Cross: Aries, Cancer, Libra and Capricorn, are still navigating a sea of change, as Pluto/Hades (death/taxes/transformation/legacy) continues to transform us in Capricorn, and squares Uranus (change/genius/community/innovation) in Aries, but at least we have some support in the form of the sextiles spinning the wheels of life now.

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