Curious indeed the cages we pop ourselves in, the limits we place on our dreams and ambitions, the cultivation of hopelessness we can indulge from within. Even on the best days trapping ourselves in prisons of our own making, then gilding the bars with misplaced matyrdom, easy bypass or excuses. Eclipse season arrives twice a year to rattle those bars and our lives in the process.

Today's supermoon in Libra is another peak in a moon cycle crammed full of them. Most are new to us, having skipped analysing graphs since high school. All of them have scary moving targets. None of them are fixed - except of course the beautiful moon. She never wavers from her natural cycle and she knows what she is doing.I've never understood the cynicism that exists towards magical thinking. While realists and pessimists cry into their coffee and rationalists claim to only believe in what they can prove or debunk, there are those of us who cultivate a deep and abiding relationship to the imaginal.