Whether it’s dying, grieving, or just getting over some painful setbacks, we’d prefer to expedite the very Scorpionic process of transformation. We like the idea of being stronger, wiser, and most of all, pain free. But the part where you go through the process that makes you that way? Not so much.
In the eyes of the bloodthirsty, I see the reflection of my own struggle. And when I wish for us to find the grace to forgive even our murderous enemies, I’m no sweet violet crushed under heel, spreading the cloying, insincere fragrance of piety. I’m just a fellow savage, reaching for salvation.
At the Full Moon in Taurus, life regains some of its flavor and color. We are reminded of life’s blessings, not just its perils. We find ourselves opening a window to simple, happy pleasures, letting go of obsessive angst and allowing the world to simply be what it is. We are alive….
I don’t want to live in an immortal world. I want to mourn my dead, savagely, because I had the pleasure of loving them so dearly. I want to fight death because I’m determined to embrace life ecstatically. I want to proceed with joy into everything that makes life difficult, because they are the same things that make life dear.
Ritual is the way we ask for help from the gods, but if you’re like me, you may not feel comfortable with solemn, formal ritual filled with prescribed incantations and possibly incense. In fact, I think all that’s required is that we simply ask for what we want—politely, respectfully, and winningly, while putting our best qualities forward.
Once, there was so much road ahead of me that I could afford to make some wrong turns along the way. It doesn’t feel that way now. Like a mountain that was once a distant speck on the horizon and is now coming into view, I can see that there is an end point to this journey….