How to Rock this Eclipse

Ready or not, it's time to step into the Eclipse Changing Cabin, and emerge anew!

Ready or not, it’s time to step into the Eclipse Changing Cabin, and emerge anew!

As I write this, wild winds are howling outside my Brooklyn pad.  The weather knows what’s up – winds of change are blowing through our lives, and like the autumn leaves whirling along for the ride, we’re not sure where we’ll land next – a feeling that’s alternately liberating and unnerving.  My dearest mentor and “Goddessmother” Jessica Fleming nailed it last night, describing her plans for the future as rather “wobbly” at the moment.  It made me smile and relax into my own interstellar wobbles:)   I was getting quite tense trying to “figure things out”, all the while knowing deep down that all these mental gymnastics are futile in the face of the deeper shifts that are in progress right now.  I sense this Scorpio Eclipse like a tsunami that starts as a small ripple, a “wobble” in the deepest part of the ocean, gathering strength as it radiates outward.  What’s the most dangerous place to be in a tsunami?  The shoreline!  The strip of solid land that borders the ocean.  I can say that from a personal experience: as the tremendous tsunami that caused the Fukushima disaster reached the West Coast, I happened to be floating in my sailboat, anchored far out in the deep water (not from any wisdom or preparation, but from the benevolent chance that guides a lot of my life – the motor in my boat had stopped working, so i couldn’t get into the marina!:).  As I floated there loose and just barely connected to anything solid with my anchor chain, the tsunami passed by underneath, gently and smoothly.  Turned out my being “stuck” out there, unable to make a sensible move, was the best protection.  This feels like a wise strategy for the next few days, waiting and trusting this “floating in-between” stage, not forcing myself to “land” yet.  Perhaps letting yourself float and absorb the deep soulful shifts of this Scorpio Eclipse would ease your mind as well?  If it feels wobbly, well, let it wobble, and drift into the wider Oceanic perspective, where tsunamis of change are just waves, gentle ripples in the field of possibilities.   If you’d like a quick check on where these deep-water pulses are likely to land in your life, feel free to contact me for a reading, or read the last two paragraphs of your October Cosmic Wave SCOPES.

A few more beautiful bits of soulful writing that speak to this Eclipse’s energy:

my dear friends’ Spiritual Surfers’ post on SURRENDER

and wonderful astrologer C.A. Brooks’ column for the week, especially the part about “showing up before you’re ready”!  Because, really, are we ever “ready” enough?:))  In fact, I unknowingly followed her advice 6 months ago, in the last Eclipse cycle, by starting Cosmic Wave way before I felt “ready” … and it’s been a wild and wonderful ride… and, I’m still not “ready”, but having a blast making it up as I go along:)

I’d love to hear some of your Eclipse stories, the wobbles and all! How are you riding these wild October waves?  How have the changes from this Spring’s Eclipses stretched you?  It’s so lovely to read each-others stories, and see how we’re all somehow in it together:)

PS- the photo of the “Cosmic Changing Cabin” is from a remote beach in Estonia, my native Nordic land.  They provide these quaint (and very practical) changing cabins on beaches to avoid the awkward “towel dance”.  This particular one, though, looks like it may help you change way more than your underwear!

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June 9-15, telling stories to the Sea

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Sea Legs

The image of walking along a beach, as the tide recedes, keeps floating up as I think of the energy of this week.  It’s a cloudy day, mellow and melancholy, and we meander along the newly revealed sea-bottom, examining the treasures and trash yielded by the sea.  Is there something we hoped was gone forever, something we tossed into the depths to discard?  And, yet, here is, revealed and resurfaced again.  This wet jumble of forgotten dreams, emotional flotsam and jetsam is asking us to re-dream, re-arrange and re-member.  As the master dreamer Robert Moss said, of his ancestral Celtic lineage: “Celtic shaman is a poet, a storyteller.  He heals by telling a better story”.  The Scorpio Moon of Monday and Tuesday is inviting us to pick up our discarded pieces and get creative.  A whole new collage, a mosaic of magic can emerge.  And, don’t worry if this picture looks a bit jagged and strange!  That’s precisely the goal of this Moon – to show us faces of us that we haven’t yet seen or recognized.  Allow yourself to be the mysterious stranger…to yourself…don’t hurry to give this face a name.  Wander along the tideline, the border that belongs to neither land or sea.
As the Moon sails on to Sagittarius Wednesday, the breeze picks up, building up a frothy surf.  We get impatient, and dreams of setting off for distant shores fill our mental sails.  The wild waves wipe out our melancholy masterpieces of yesterday, and toss up some driftwood for a Full Moon bonfire.  All kinds of pirates and adventurers gather round the flames, speaking million different tongues.
Hard to tell who’s exchanging heroic tales, who’s gearing up for a fight.  Venus in Taurus, the lovely lusty goddess, saves the day by turning on some tunes for a hearty dance.
On Friday, Capricorn Moon sweeps in, giving orders to clean up the mess and straighten out the scene.  Sometimes its good to have a firm captain in charge.  As the Moon lights up the Grand Cross pattern briefly on Saturday, arguments arise who’s job it is to wash the dishes and swab the decks, and who gets to go exploring new territories.  As the evening rolls around, lovely Venus again, this time backed up by generous Jupiter, smooths out the ruffled feathers by serving up a delectable feast of earthly and emotional nourishment.
The week ends with a breath of fresh air: Sunday’s Aquarius Moon lifts our sights and minds to higher grounds and further horizon’s.  It’s excellent time to gather all our inner characters and outer compadres to plot the course for ambitious utopian adventures.  Impossible just means hasn’t been done YET:)  And, since we survived the trips to the depths and the raucous seas of the days before, we feel stronger and wiser, more capable of dreaming big and gathering the crew to start building the ship to take us across the known horizon.