October 14, 2020 ~ It’s the balsamic phase of the moon, when my internal clock best aligns with the cosmos. When, instead of our early morning walk at our nearby mountain lake, my puppy, Rumi, and I go late in the afternoon and arrive just in time to hear the liberating call of migrating Sandhill Cranes that stirs my soul at least twice each year.I look up in time to witness their sky dance of peace and trust and all that is good as they crest a hill of pine trees. Hope swirls in my heart and my spirit lifts skyward with them as they dip, flow and dive – their formations leaving calligraphic imprints of wonder in the atmosphere. I’m transported. Together, our spirits head South, where the energy medicine of childhood, healing and growth reside. Where innocence calls us home to play. Together, we bask in the freedom that comes with faith, and then, without notice but with unbridled joy, we circle back,
as if to say this place is perfect, too.
Rumi and I come home and it’s still light, but barely. I’m placing the body of another winged one that I discovered in our forest after high winds upon a natural altar of quartz under an old fir tree when I hear another wave of cranes. I’m blessed to witness their jubilant recital above me again, as I bid this smaller relative of theirs farewell.
Winged ones hold a sacred place in my heart and in our world. Angels, archangels, birds, butterflies, and pollinators of all kinds call to me often, filling me with awe and appreciation. In this state of grace and receptivity, I know that all is well. I know that there is perfection in each moment, and that the truth abides here and now, always. We’re simply invited to show up.
I align with and follow the dance of planets and celestial bodies in the same way that I align with and follow the winged ones. I’m ever grateful for the moments of synchronicity when the messages I receive from the charts I’m reading find their way into the lives of those seeking celestial wisdom and connection before we meet.
For me, astrology is ultimately a language of validation and possibility, and being attuned to the natural world allows us to bring astrology to life. It centers us, and when we’re centered, we exist at the core of the divine celestial plan that we co-created. Here, we’re surrounded by the energies of all the planets and luminaries in the cosmos, and everything is possible.
It is from this space of expansion and faith that I welcome the gifts of October’s New Moon. ~ The New Moon that arrives Friday, October 16, 2020 at 1:31 pm MDT at 23 degrees Libra, the Venus-ruled, cardinal, airy sign of equilibrium, harmony, justice and love. Libra represents eventide, when the veil between day and night thins just enough to shift our perceptions.
~ The New Moon that opposes Retrograde Mars in Aries, and ignites our expression of warrior energy to reach out for what we desire. Since Mars is retrograde, we should consider our desires carefully.
~ The New Moon that squares the Saturn, Jupiter and Pluto stellium in Capricorn, and encourages us to continue to acknowledge and release what trips us up as we aim to learn from, expand and transform the structures that limit our growing, evolving consciousness and way of being.
~ The New Moon that arrives just three days after Mercury entered its retrograde journey in Scorpio, the sign of transformation and power, and dares us to pause, listen and trust the truth when it shows itself.
~ The New Moon that implores us to come to the centered space of our hearts. Where the “I AM” energies of Aries and the “WE ARE” energies of Libra co-exist in balanced harmony together. Where all relations are elevated because each of us is at the center of our journey, gracing the unified whole with our presence.
Where my journey is yours and your journey is mine. Where – if we’re present and humble enough – we can be carried skyward with the migrating cranes and merge with the mystery and magic of the cosmos.
As Rumi and I go outside after the twilight sky fades tonight, we hear a third flock of cranes overhead. Their collective song draws me to Jupiter as it emerges in the southern sky and confirms what I know to be true: We are one ~ and blessed beyond measure to dwell together on this sacred Earth, our Mother. Here. Now. Always.
With great love.
Always Love ~