Full Moon in Libra
March 31.2018
8:37a.m. (EDT)
Sun in Aries
I lean back into the healing waters of the Great Mother. Light that is filled with purpose and intention shines down on my upturned face and I am at peace. The waters that hide the tears of my sorrow and pain rise up around me, now transformed into the gentle caress of joy and comfort. I am whole in these waters. I am free.
The waters rock gently and I, cradled as the most beloved child am carried under star and moonlight’s beauty. Ebb and flow, undulating and moving like the pans of a scale finely calibrated and holding the most precious of gems to be measured. Pain and comfort, sorrow and joy each filling one of the two and in their own time and space each becomes the dominant as the other quietly acquiesces to harmonious balance.
This balance is one of the Great Mother’s promises. The gift offered at the birthing of new life that would in time succumb to death. The gift offered with each challenge that would stimulate the necessary growth to continue on in this journey of life. The gift of beauty where most would see none and the discernment of what lay hiding in the shadows, thinking itself not worthy.
My mind floats on this sea of light and my heart surrenders to the imminent waterfall that lay at thee most unexpected of turns. Just around the bend. Just in the line of sight, yet ever unnoticed and unheeded until the leap of faith and plunging of great depths calls its seeker home. I open my eyes and the light of fullness is more than I can bear, its all consuming beauty swaddling me in what cannot be articulated and measured by these graceful hands.
Just breathe I tell myself and the waters flow into a thirsty mouth and throat longing to be bathed in the purity of its healing light. And, filled with the buoyancy of this light I arise, holding the scales of healing. I arise reaching into the expanse of the Great Mother’s heavens.
This is the night of my be-coming. This is the re-making of myself in wholeness and strength. This is the ocean I will seek at each turning of the Full Moon as I lay beneath a surface that reflects the Love of my Mother’s comforting embrace.
A Time to Re-group
The Moon waxes full in the Cardinal Air sign of Libra tomorrow morning and restoration of the balance and healing is needed. These short weeks between the last full moon and this have seen sorrow and loss rising like tidal waves with barely a breath caught in between. Nationally, locally and personally death has reached out taking with it unexpected loss. Perhaps at the rising of this Full Moon we can reset and find healing.
The astrological sign of Libra desires that beauty be found in all places and the resultant gift is one of balance. I am not speaking of a balance that is equilateral in nature; nor is it bound to our human desires for “fairness”. Balance includes those states that are uncomfortable as well as those that bring pleasure; for without the predominance of one at any given time, the other will never rise in its due time. Libra is Cardinal Air; cardinal being the action of catalyzing and motivating and air being the element of movement, perception and the “idea” that becomes the result. All of these attributes and archetypal energies when placed in the fullness of the Moon’s Feminine principle of form and creation provide the tools for beginning the process of healing.
Will you lean back into these healing waters with me? Will you hold the intention of seeking the place of balance that is born of challenge as well as ease? Beauty is found in your surrender….