The Scorpio Full Moon Altar
The Scorpio full moon is one of the most deliciously intense. This year courting transformation on a seismic scale. Scorp is an unashamed power player unrivalled in its ability to raise the dead, tickle the underbelly and shake up the unsettled within us. This supermoon at close range only magnifies its potency.
La bella luna in Scorpio peaks in breathtaking form opposite the Sun, Mercury, Venus and Urania all in Taurus. Our personal planets receiving significant charge from the latter, whose task in Taurus is to reconnect us to our values. Urania is hankering to foster sustainable change in proper alignment to our true nature. Squaring Saturn, this change will take work to craft firm foundations that serve our future self rather than our past. Restriction as guide to what must change.
The Scorp factor of this full moon dredges our depths and intensifies what it finds there. The tension of opposites in fixed formation forces us to choose between standing our ground and simply digging heels in. The strength of feeling aroused is the body's unvarnished response to environment and circumstance, an intelligence on this axis. Emotional fluency is a superpower. Inscrutability is the scorpion's third favourite move.
You can bet a boob on this full moon getting under your skin one way or another. What its blazing gaze reveals is often tucked behind repression, denial or control. It invites you to dive beneath as it dances on your surface glass like a siren and calls to your courage.
In scorpion territory the name of the game is rebirth, a journey that leads through the valley of death. You cannot court bloom without creating compost, nor leapfrog entropy in a whir of self harming bypass. Instead look well to what you can sacrifice or banish upon the altar of this Scorp supermoon. The urge to purge or detox the old is ignored at your peril this close to our next eclipse season.
As we ratchet to the peak, the compression will be palpable. The intensity will quicken the blood. Tempers and passions will flare, lightning will strike. From this fertile chaos can we be transformed. A gift of grace bestowed on those who would dance with their shadow under pale moonlight.
Words c. Kerrie Basha 2021