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Message for the Masses – Aries New Moon 2017

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The Queen of Wands is here with us providing the fuel we need to power ahead. She gallops in on her horse with mirrored solitude on her back as she rides. We are surrounded in this moment by the drive to know who we are, as we simultaneously remember that we are not alone. The warrior in us lives lonely at times when the fight is over, and unsure of one’s place with no battle ground to bleed through.

This moon cycle is the moment our tightly wound springs break loose into trees of abandon. We fly through the air with passion and splendor as we move forth toward new life ahead. “Hold nothing back” says our heart. It is a time to leap and lift over all of the things that stand in our way. We blast them to the ground with our intention as we lift, and hold truth as evident inside. We venture out of the night to come forth with fire tipped blessings of our best selves blazing through the darkness in kind.

Spirt moves its wand to show ourselves in focus as we walk. Our individuality is on show with this moon, and it is the part of us that rages through the night. The warrior within is begging to be repurposed, and so we are charged to tap into that fire, drink of the holy spark, and spit truth in flames without caution.

We are invited to see who we are as individual, and establish our stance in new order. Our individuality is essentially a grounding rod for how we then take that image, and project it toward another. Every aspect of ourselves is reflected by another.

How do we remain sovereign as we invite reflection?

Sensual pleasure beckons us toward living in the center of union. Each element of union connects in a dance that lives inside the essence of trust. Trust is hard to come by when the warrior lives in battle-mode without softening. Soft focus brings light to a steel mask lifting from one’s face. Remembrance shows our name echoed in fire rimmed heartstrings, connecting to old ghosts created in union with the past. We sever the cords without bloodshed, and place our heart inside the elemental reciprocity of divine grace.

May we grant ourselves permission to know our mighty hearts as they beat toward love.

❤️

 

** Card image from Arthur Taussig

Message for the Masses — Leo Full Moon Lunar Eclipse 2017

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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.

❤️

**image source — http://leptailurus-serval.deviantart.com/art/Tarot-THE-EMPRESS-381452604

Message for the Masses – Libra New Moon 2016

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The Empress revisits us on this Libra New Moon with kudos in her pocket for the diamonds we formed over the last months. She delivers kisses and comfort, encourages us to take the new eyes grown of late, and allow what we see to soak into our hearts. We ride the winds of kind approval as this new cycle begins.

We follow our senses to our true calling. Natural rhythms lead us to destiny as we listen silently to what whispers beckon our way. Creative force is our guide. This is our moment in this year of mutation to take our shiny new skin out to the world, and begin to see the new relation, bringing us into harmony with whatever comes.

New eyes and new hearts don inaugural gestures of affirmation. We are called to feel into the depths, and find love for all that surrounds us. We see what we could have been missing through the annoyances and perceived pain. Sensations of connectedness are sweet medicine as we purge our need for space, remembering we are always free.

May we ride the wind in love, and welcome expanded forms of connection.

❤️

*card image from The Haindl Tarot

Message for the Masses – Week of June 20, 2016

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This week the archetype of the Victim visits our hollows. With arms outstretched en route to the light, our victim serves us with honor in the face of a dragon. Hurt runs and feeds this lonely one heartache laced judgement, giving no room for the heartless to don their lost hearts.

We must allow our hearts to fall. We must know that falling prey to the perpetrator only happens if we don’t honor our victim.  Our victim begs for love, overshadowed by whiles of wonder. Alarms ring broken, hoping for the day acclaim is received, through love, through healing, through going with the flow.

Our charge this week is to transmute the victim into the Hero. Despite looks away, and wishful leaps for glory, we must face this dark music, receive slides of our ugly. She is vulnerable, and soft, and open to receive the love of forty horses trampling through unaware. He is the eternal optimist who takes leaps fit for fools.

The trickster continues to run amok, running shows with veils so thin the truth is tainted with translucent sheen. The victim holds strong, ready to fall if you call. For she is the Hero inside out, and one does not live without the other. The wisdom of this is the magic we seek. Avail this heartfelt love only mothers can fork.

When was the last time you honored your victim?

When was the last time you assured him it will all be ok?

When was the last time you allowed her the triumph to stand tall, and say no to the one who would feed from demise?

As much as we wish to deny the existence, we are never without this stalwart ally. She is the call to pick ourselves up and ride toward the Sun once again.

May we honor our weaknesses to shine light on our strengths.

❤️

** Card Image from Archetype Cards by Caroline Myss (Victim Card)