On truth-telling – I’m really struggling with this one – I’m Scorpio born, in the balsamic phase of the moon, so I’ve been swimming in the dark, deep end since birth. Yet, here I am, on the eve of my annual New Moon, stunned by the icy depths of what I’m feeling.
Still, the coming New Moon that will rise with the sun on November 7th at 9:02 am MST beckons me to dive deeper, and to rise with it.
The skies implore me: Show up, Surrender, Shift.
I’ve always been acutely aware of polarities: in perspectives, beliefs, relationships, surroundings, nature, communities, countries, myself. Our planet and universe abounds with them.
As in life, the answer in astrology is usually to express the middle point of any polarity. When we’re aligned with it, astrology helps us to grab the highest expression of the energy signatures that oppose or aspect each other in challenging ways, and hold our center in the middle. From that centered place, if we’re committed to doing the work, we can channel the energy through our thoughts, words, and actions. To do this, we have to be willing to dive into either end – to get cozy with what makes us uncomfortable, to see the shadowy bits that drive us equally as much as we’re willing to hit the high notes.
This moon and its aspects have me looking deeper at power and the expression of it. We all know that the veil is thinning as more and more of us are awakening to our personal and collective truths. If we’re willing to look, Scorpio enhances our vision and transforms us. It is the shapshifter of the zodiac because once you know the truth, it is much harder to hide from it. I believe this is why we want so badly to escape into what feels good in the moment, as a myriad of addictions wait for us just off stage in the shadows.
For me, for now, I’m grateful that the pull to escape is polarized by the equally powerful call to live my truth – the one that placed me on this planet at the perfect moment in the dark phase of the moon. The one that continues to bring me to my tears, and to my knees. The one that continues to bring me to the page. The one that continues to keep me yearning and searching for the light – every time.
The one that keeps me focusing my lens on what waits for me at the polar opposite of power, which is love. And their union, when I get it right, when I stand with conviction in the heart-centered realm of love, is powerful beyond time, stars, and words. It is why I am. Here, now.
With abundant blessings, even, and especially amidst the shadows, always,