Full Moon In Scorpio

 

Altar Space

La Luna

Orchids in Moonlight

Today, I fought off a sore throat and lay in the garden.

I stood in tree pose and prayed.

I made art and wished on stars.

Each day brings another turning of my heart,

Like soil being tilled for a new garden

After the apocalypse.

“Unharmed by any other planet, this full moon in Scorpio still brings an intensity that aims to unravel the more tightly woven aspects of our lives. As much as we want to control what we can, Scorpio reminds us that sometimes what our lives need is a complete overhaul. An eruption of emotion. A force intense enough to wipe out what was previously existing.

These little landslides can feel overwhelming, but they are all part of our spiritual life cycles. Sometimes life feels only like loss, until we outlive the more painful aspects of the process of regeneration. Rebirth is a pressure cooker. Even when we are doing all the things we know we should do, need to, and can do, life can come along with an entirely new agenda for us to live and work by. Reconstruction is neither fault nor favor of the gods. It just comes when it needs to. “

—Chani Nicholas, 4/29/2018

Dreamscape

Image by Delphine Devos

I had a dream last night, in which I held a young child in my arms.  He looked up at me, and his tiny face crumbled as he said, “You’re so beautiful that it hurts me.”  I was confused for a moment, then he said it again, and all I could do was pull him closer and hold him tighter.

I’ve read that small children (or, even small animals) in dreams symbolize not only our innocent inner child, but parts of the psyche that are craving to be acknowledged, nurtured and comforted.  I’ve recently experienced a significant blossoming in my life, a beautiful growth spurt unlike anything in many years. I’m curious now, and exploring:  does my inner child feel threatened by these changes, or somehow afraid of this new, radiant emergence? It seems a reminder to pause, to gather these emotions, and to hold myself as tightly and with as much care and tenderness as I held that sweet child in my dream.

(And, the morning after yet another heartbreaking terrorist attack, I am also reminded of my unshakable faith in the goodness, innocence and inherent beauty of humanity, despite the chaos and uncertainty surrounding us, and despite the few (not the many) whose intentions are to terrorize, destroy and disrupt. My hope is that somehow, we will pull through this intense and shaky time. Together.)