The above poem by Kabir signals the sacred mystery of tonight’s full moon. An awesome theme to comprehend. Where is the beginning point for presence? And where its end? And if there is no distinct demarcation, where do we begin and end?
Kabir says, “Never mind, enjoy the movement, the coming and the going of appearances, the awe of it all.” He also tells us that our corporeality is not separate from the divine. In fact the body holds the secret.
Walt Whitman asks us: “And if the body does not do as much as the Soul? And if the body were not the Soul, what is the Soul?”
The stirring of fluids and inner fires. Cells perturbating. The liquidness of being in a body. And with tonight’s lunation, the uncomfortable, squeezed-upon feeling that something’s gotta give. The Scorpio full moon is like a poultice, syphoning off the bad juju from any working system. Secret fears, repressed passions, blocked longings? Time to do some psychic surgery.
Within the Master Clock’s cycle, Scorpio is associated with that which restores vitality by removing what is superfluous or exhausted. And because Taurus is involved — where the Sun currently resides, the body tends to take the brunt of resistance. Sore throats, swollen glands or trouble with our eliminative system is common. Why the complications? Well, hell — it’s hard to let go sometimes.
As a species we split-off and distance ourselves from decay and death. Our animal instinctively retreats from whatever curtails life, signals our demise. But, distanced from death, the human in us becomes distanced from life. We’re cut off from our sexuality and passion, the powerful emotions that drive creative endeavors, make us feel juicy, full-bodied, desirable and desirous. Read more