To the Moon & back
Happy New Moon in Aquarius (today, February 9, 2024 at 5:59 eastern time 20° Aquarius)
This is a sweet thank you. Over the past two years, the new & full moon forecasts have anchored me in the here & now. The moon became a pendulum, a way to chart my life through major upheavals, accomplishments, and through lines. Accompanied by the musical score of my little ones’ footsteps padding on wood floors in tune to my keyboard as I feverishly typed, entranced and lit up in the flow of time which pours from the shape of moonlight. A time of the delights of our first home garden & feeling nourished & seen & connected to cosmic tides, something more. It was not an easy time, the moon moves quickly, requiring change.
Some know that in many ways my life fell apart & cracked open all at once in parallel to the years I’ve spent writing the moon forecasts. Connected to the moon, a guide, I was pushed to the edge. Softened, like the shoreline, by the gentle structure the moon provided. Consistent, momentous, unrelenting. The cracks that emerged through breakdowns & breakthroughs were washed and pummeled and traced in the strange glow of undulating lunar light. While my life changed, and the moon changed, and the world changed… my relationship to astrology became intimate.
The stars + planets + luminaries offer a roadmap, a reminder that we are connected to subtle influences of powers (frequently perceived beyond our grasp) by the very experience of being alive, aware, and embodied on this planet. In times of uncertainty, this is powerful. In times when we seek guidance, reassurance, regulation, and even hope, the moon is sweet. She is the tender, oddly familiar, lucid, swelling, tear-filled, reachable, enchanting witness.
The moon is mother, the wholeness of a body (of matter) which goes through changes & cycles of life & decay. Held together by an otherworldly gravitational force (could this be a kind of love, magnetism?). Her light guides through reflection. Depending on where she dances in the sky, in our charts, she offers a glimpse of inner worlds, deep-seated needs, and private journeys that are often better felt than said, sometimes preferring the privacy of remaining hidden. She can be fierce, pairing with planets which bind or cut, a searing shining light illuminating deep wounds. At times unrelenting, moody, strange and wild… she is always there.
With the moon as my witness, monthly phases mapped my life as it fell apart and was woven back together, over & over again. Like a mothers intuitive knowing of her child, I was fully seen even when there was no light. The days between moon cycles wove my body into lunar tempo. With my awareness tracking the moon through the starry sky, I basked in the predictive glow. My life mended, subtle stirrings affirmed, signs and synchronicities aligned. The moon nourished me on a human level. Wordless, the moon spoke in symbols, collective urges, the timing of things- manifested.
The moon is always in relationship. Securely fixed in the sky, she doesn’t hold on too long, too tight, or stay away long enough to miss her (she always comes back). The moon is right now. She offers just enough. Lunar reliability lets you know you must embrace this moment, the way the light shines precise and clear. Similar in nature to finding presence in the simple things. Daily rituals, moments that often slip through our awareness only to accumulate and become the things we spend the most time doing — that is moon magic. Undercurrents.
As my life fell apart, the moon washed me clean. The moon is a collective memory of all that has ever been and the potential of what is becoming. What I could no longer carry, what felt like too much, I gave to the moon. When I overflowed, when it all seemed to pour out, her silver light received me.
Earth’s moon is a collection of every vibration in the web of life as it moves spiraling through time. A map which unfolds in concentric pulse of variable shapes in the night sky, pie slices, revealing digestible insights which our biological clock syncs to as she swings around the globe. Always there, tuning us, tidally locked in her trance if we choose to look up. I released parts of who I was under the moon, I discovered who I am becoming, and I realized this is all the same. It is all one rhythmic dance gazing at the moon while the moon gazes back.
Under the Aquarius New Moon, (written in the dark moon phase, appropriately) I am letting go of these lunar forecasts for the time being to make room for something new to emerge. For all who have danced with me, learning & growing through moonlit reflections, thank you for your presence.
If you ever get lost, or feel alone, or long for reassurance, remember the moonlight & your humanness. Remember the connection that your body holds, like the moon, to the way the light shines through. Remember, it is okay to fall apart (change, release, surrender, dissolve, go dark) — from that place we emerge again. It is our limited perspective which keeps us from comprehending all that we are, all at once, for a reason. Through the moon’s wisdom we understand deep nourishment, embodied change & intuitive knowing aren’t meant to be realized all at once. This happens over time, unfolding. Because that is what we need. The moon shows you what you need. Timing is everything, and astrology is a sparkling reminder of a technology humans developed in collaboration with the rhythm of the cosmos.
love you to the moon and back
♡ alexandria ♡
