More often than not, the afterglow of the full moon delivers its message. Insight arrives once its fever pitch has peaked, the lunacy subsiding so we can feel into more than its blazing gaze. Hindsight ponies up perspective unavailable in real time, whose value lies in quiet contemplation.

In the looming glare of the fabulous full moon in Leo, the nodes get in formation. Standing sentinel as the axis of past and future, they deliver the next threshold in no uncertain terms. There is no going back now as the past pulls out of reach. Only the integration of old ways and means, future facing and fashioned into their next iteration.