At this lunar eclipse, know that the Earth is offering you something, some smooth block of marble, a piece of wood, a section of clay. Open your instinctive mind, and ask yourself: What is it that wants to be brought into being? And what is the right tool with which to carve it out?
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Astrologers are fond of observing that a Libra is nothing more than an Aries who’s been to charm school. Libra has the ability to get what he wants while making it look as though serving his own needs is the furthest thing from his mind. That isn’t meant as a criticism, by the way. I admire the strategy.
Astrology works because moments in time, like seeds, contain the prescription for what they will become. But even gardeners and farmers, with a wisdom borne of years negotiating with nature, acknowledge that all the planning and care and preparation in the world won’t ensure the outcome of their crops. Nature and life have a way of surprising us….
At this Full Moon in Leo, think about what your own astrological happiness project would look like. How can you finish 2013 happier than you began? Astrologically, it might be as simple as following the Sun.
The world is your oyster, Capricorn intones; but it is also harsh and impersonal, and you are low and small. If you wish to claim your oyster, there can be no screwing around. You have to make it happen….
Uranus in Aries’ “pop” combined with the “fizz” of Mars in Aquarius should be enough to revive the most careworn and depleted among us, a sort of bromo fizzy for the soul. The entrepreneurial snap of Aries and the networking brilliance of Aquarius have the potential to propel creative or business projects to exhilarating heights.
My favorite restaurant and the other businesses I enjoy patronizing have a couple of things in common. First, they shared a warm, welcoming spirit that makes me feel appreciated. And second, every one of them is wildly successful by standards that would impress even the flintiest Capricorn.
I realize that what I was looking for all along in carving out my own version of Christmas was not just Capricornian respect, but a Cancerian appreciation for the needs of my own heart. And that all my mother wanted was to give me what suited me best – I just needed to learn what that was, so I could ask for it.
Winter’s cold, short days winnow out the weak from the strong, the complainers from the doers. And those born under winter’s constellations serve a similar, tonic function.
Eclipses in Scorpio can tap into fathomless wellsprings of emotion, much of it old and painful. Where do you have a backlog of emotional energy that needs to be discharged? Where have you taken a particular course of action as far as it can reasonably go? Where is life ready to break you down and build you back up, stronger this time?