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This month’s dark moon bolthole is the ultimate green room darklings, designed to deliver you from overwhelm and underdone fuckwittery as we make our way to the Virgo new moon on Thursday. The path is neither clear nor easily apparent and best navigated travelling light. The dark moon is the days leading to her rebirth…
This month’s dark moon bolthole is Leo friendly. Just a small island castle in which to retreat from your subjects, pull in your claws, and lick your wounds. A cavernous space in which to shake out your mane on sumptuous velvet couches by an ornately oversized crackling fire with the jungle kept well at bay….
And, rest. Though it has never been anything like the messages we receive from the structures that hold us at arm’s length from our own needs, in their best interests. Rest. Though the world brays and bleeds and breaks, heaving and twisting in its own discomfort. Rest. Though the battle is not yet won, the…
As we set sail towards the glimmering new moon horizon, we still have blessed hours in the quiet of the dark. I am a rabid fan of these cauldron spaces and what is always held in the void between. Sinking deeply into their magic and mystery is its own reward. Here we try to tie…
So here we find ourselves, darklings. At the pointy end of eclipsia, her peculiar magic still playing hard to want with a retrograde infused dark moon. A questionable cocktail at best that forces us to look back in order to peer forwards. Christ on a bike, it’s a riddle. And for recovering control freaks like…
That sense of the new horizon post eclipsia is creeping beautifully. Diving deep into the dark moon we may be but do not let her density fool or depress you. She is built to slow you down, give you time to rest and sort. She knows we need to be pushed to do that so…
Welcome one, welcome all to the final tide out of this apocalyptic eclipse season. After nearly six weeks of fairly constant tsunamis and lifequakes, here we now find ourselves. In the waning dark of the moon, when things quiet and still for us each to draw breath, take stock, declutter mind heart soul. A truly…
After the fever pitch astrology of the past week or month or more – and yes, our tumbleweeding through it – there comes a moment where you must just stop. Stop right where you find yourself. Sit down. Take stock and deep breaths and more than a minute. Now if not sooner. Lady Eclipsia still…
All too often we still feel tethered to the energy of something or someone. Yet we know intuitively that it no longer serves us and that it is time to move on. Cord cutting rituals are a wonderful way to energetically sever a connection. Best performed as a meditation in ritual space, they remain a…
That old chesnut. By its very nature, refusing to forgive hooks us to precisely the stuff we’re trying to overcome and then move far from. We cling resolutely to our anger – and the fight – because it feels like forgiving the transgression condones it and lets the perpetrator off lightly. Our very real desire…