I just saw a headline that reads Is the World Spinning Out of Control? It sure feels like that at times, but one comfort astrology provides, is the knowledge that there's a rhythm and a season for everything, including wild breakdown of society. Can you stay clear of the flying debris and steadily make steps to secure a healthy, inspired life?
The upcoming eclipse this weekend (Dec 10th/11th) features mutable signs, which are associated with scattering, breaking apart of rigid forms. It's a challenge to adapt, by making healthy spontaneous choices. And to adjust course, trusting your ability to read the signs and especially, what has spark.
Uranus is direct that day, and with mutables in play, there could be earth changes. It's very stimulating, but could be disorienting, like having your hair violently windblown on a trip to a place that delights you. The jittery intensity can squeeze irritability to the surface, especially if you're not finding your productive groove.
The motivator Mars is in Virgo, a sign that loves tools (I'm married to a Virgo jack-of-all-trades). Not a bad time to experiment with new ways to move energy (tuning forks, martial arts, performance, etc), to have more tools in your shed. What makes you feel mentally alert and alive? Maybe it's already something you love to do!
In keeping with the doubling theme of Gemini, sign of the Twins, here are two articles on the Gemini Full Moon & Eclipse. Enjoy and stay inspired!
These aspects are bonanza for this fire water spirit. The full moon falls within 2 degrees of my first (Sag), hitting all the angles in my chart within a couple degrees (sun in pisces included) not to mention Mars in Virgo aspects and to top it all off, Uranus is just entering my 4th house and about to conjunct my moon.
Molly, should I just freak out and go with my free-spirit-wanting to break free tendencies, or should I sit tight and look for ways to ground myself and hide?
bleep. bloop. I feel every bit of this down to my bones. A loose cannon would be an understatement. It’s visceral and exciting, which is always comforting to us change-addicts who like to shake things up. But the tendency to want to self-destruct and take everything else down in the process can’t be good. I feel like a steamy, fizzy bottle of carbonated soda that’s just been shaken, then dropped.
You paint a picture of the mutable moment, Skye, with all its contradictions, being pulled in many directions. Take it moment-by-moment is my advice, breaking free and grounding don’t have to be exclusive either. I dropped Lulu’s bowl today and it cracked, a big ceramic one, not a fizzy drink in a bottle, but it did make me think of the shattering moment, with all its dangers and possibilities. Much Love, Skye and thanks for sharing your thoughts.