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
The Queen of Pentacles has arrived with the gift of form. The mutation we began at the beginning of the year rounds into its last phase with this gift. It is time now to allow the new form to take shape. At its highest vibration the tone of the recent months has sung a song of self-inquiry and self-care. This self-centered focus has served the purpose of elevation. We are destined now to crown the Queen. Allow her to take her rightful title, and remember herself as divine. It is time for the coronation of our inner monarch.
In the next days we are offered an inferno to shape the contours of our shift. The roar of the warrior will release the wisdom. It is imperative that we howl at the moon this week.
Howl, for real.
Within this howl lives prayers to divine manifestation. Release old haunts, allow the banshees to fly free. The harpies will carry them away with the wind if we ask. It is time to release these tricky travelers from our domes, and allow the gold to settle in.
Sensual perfection is in order. We can achieve this with discipline. There is no room for anything but delight, and we must stand firm that any sense of doom is a temptation best left on the shelf. Connection can help us believe that. Within the solitary study we extend our reach to those who have been with us through it all.
Pat them on the back.
Show them love.
Honor your brother, honor your sister, honor your lover, honor your friend. They are our mirrors, and illuminate gifts of reflection that carry us through the journey.
May our shape emerge with sparkling wonder, and shoot roots into the depths of trust.
**card image from Sola-Busca 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