Blue Moon On Fire
Art by Murat Akyol
Righto darklings, who's up for a little transformation by fire this week? No point sitting on your hands because in typical Aries fashion, it is coming at you ready or not.
Last week's ongoing square dancing with Pluto and the south node will be showing you with devastating clarity what aspects of the past you have not outrun / integrated. That trail of destruction behind you doesn't tend to waft away of its own accord. It always requires you to knit it into the tapestry of your life and trim any flailing strings. The sooner, the better.
This week as the sun completes his sojourn through the ram's lair, he wants to ensure the fire has been set beneath us. Mercury finally out of the shadow of that batshit rx means that anything that went weirdly AWOL or got scrambled / distracted / deluded will be back. No more make believe or talking yourself into truly ridiculous corners.
Our winged messenger hotfoots it into Aries on Wednesday which can add a brash and bolshie patina to the conversation. Beware shooting thy mouth off before the brain has engaged. Of course these are fab stars for pitching audacious ideas and rallying the troops and with us until early May.
The big news is Friday's blue moon in Libra, a ferocious full moon that is built to destabilise and unsettle. She peaks very close to our cosmic alarm clock Urania and will clang a shocking wake up call to those skipping the hard yards or shirking the work. This year is built on them and we're at least two months past bleating about it. Submit, darklings. I will of course be banging on about this extensively to ensure you avoid crucifixion this Good Friday.
The full moon chaser sees the sun shift into Taurus, Mercury chat with Chiron about all he hasn't got over and Venus float into the rude shock of Aries. All of which could well make for a contentious Easter weekend, just add chocolate / guilt / compulsory socialising. If you can batten thy hatches and hang out for resurrection, do so.
Fire burns us up in order to release us into a new form. Every phoenix worth its salt learns not to fear the licking flames. This week is built on channelling the inferno and keeping your eyes peeled for miracles.
Words c. Kerrie Basha 2019