The Empress visits us again in this new year, greeting us with arms outstretched. We sit inside wounds of love telling tales of our greatest needs. Some of us are hurting and leveled in our playing fields by this lunar eclipse. We rage inside roaring fires of indignation, simultaneously needing a mothers stroke.
The eyes of the lioness before us show that every bit of the fire leads us home. She holds our hand and shows us the flames. The flames are there to clean the chops of bleeding hearts that don’t add up. We close the floodgates in this moment, and enable coagulation to transmute into healing. Expression of our deepest desires is paramount as we stumble on solid ground. Now our footing steadies as we enter a new realm holding the light in the cavern toward the room ahead.
This moon cycle provides us the fire we need to move through the elements of our child selves hurting deep down. We are blessed with a moment to see ourselves from the inside out, root through the dark rooms of survival. Inside we find the pathway to knowing our freedom above as seen from below. Each step brings new horizons, and shadows walk behind leaving their imprint.
The lion walks us through to the other side and licks us with kisses of desire. The fear allows us to see the demons, and know the lion is our friend. If we can move our fear to the side enough to allow the lion, we will shine in the night in truth.
We find the moments we can surrender enough to allow ourselves to be carried by the teeth of the mother lion. The gold lives here in her mouth. We live our lives loaded with reciprocity. We are constantly giving and receiving either love or mutual wounding. How do we love ourselves enough to find ease in loving another, even when they are roaring in our face?
On this day we shape our shift. The Empress shows us a road of compassion through the high heart. It leads to love like heads hung in reverence of the long journey to union.
May we roar in raging fires of transmutation, and feel the home fires beckoning our absolution.
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The 6 of Cups flows into our realm as we welcome the Pisces Full Moon today. Innocence is at our feet, ready to be claimed. The claim comes as we ignite the drive needed to walk into caves of circumstance that have previously caused pain. Healing lives inside these caves, and this moon cycles gives us the gravitas to transform festering wounds into gardens of wonder.
The secret to the method is to approach with nothing but good will. Trust that these caves have been revealed once again as a gift to show our divine worth, and leave behind remnants of perceptions of victimhood. It’s the victimhood that creates the pain, not the actual situation. Our perspective has the opportunity to walk through a new portal.
With the meticulous, earthly work that we’ve done over the last two weeks, our feet are surely stable enough to walk into these caves on solid ground. We have built strong enough foundations to allow the old, decrepit structures to fall. This work began at the beginning of the year, and now we are called to trip the wires, and allow the explosion to instead be a melting ebb of light washing away hard knots of anger and resentment.
New structures are upon us, and they sparkle with possibility, but first we must find comfort in the void. The void is simply unbridled potential. The unknown we fear inside it is potent with infinite space for all our wants to be met threefold. Now is the time to sense into what is on the horizon. Use all senses to draw in what is next. What does it feel like, smell like, look like, sound like? We are called to take a moment to meditate this into form.
We are afforded just enough definition and fire inside the undulating questions to reveal the missing link that ushers us to manifestation. The salve for these perceived wounds is accessible through dedicated surrender. Observation with intent will show us the new view. Our child eyes have mutated, and now we must return to the story that existed before innocence was lost.
May our starry eyed heights lead us toward ease and wonder.
*Card image from Lotus Tarot
The Heirophant stands before us with Socratic inquiry. Who are you now that the protective covers of your wounds have been peeled away?
Rawness and vulnerability have ruled our view through this elliptical period of morphing rebirth. We begin to see how those wounds have historically informed our beliefs and ideas, particularly around how we relate to others; Perhaps allowing for the courage to surrender and make amends. The Heirophant assures us of the design of this metamorphosis, and leads us into a time of burgeoning clarity.
This week offers us that moment just before we charge. We are infused with a jolt of awareness. A rush of surety allowing us to leap forward in ways we may not have dreamed possible even mere months ago.
Wednesday’s Lunar Eclipse in Libra ushers us through the last portal of awakening in this eclipse season. Light bulbs flash in spectacular visions that demand to be taken seriously. We have the spirit of the warrior in our bellies now as we hear the call to action.
Did you catch the scent of the changing winds? They are at your back now, compelling you forward.
If there is desire for someone to be at your side as you charge ahead, tell them…now. If you are realizing ways that your wounds informed your story, rewrite it…now. If there is a road block that you created because of those wounds, destroy it…now. We are called to move forward with clean intentions, fit for the divine beings that we are.
May we capture flashes of clarity and transform them into action with a new found flare.
**card image from The Babylonian Tarot