This guy is a walking community service announcement for the back end of this particular eclipse season and we all have Uncle Mars to thank for this. Our planet of Get Shit Done can fast turn into a war mongering trail of destruction when engaged the wrong way.

We are deep in the zone of the next pretty pair of eclipses. Our full moon in lovely Leo this weekend is a lunar eclipse and the new moon in Pisces' mystic river at the end of Feb is a solar eclipse. Notorious for their ending / begin again two step, eclipses also ripple along particular astrological axes and always ping the prior pigeon pair.

Today's dark moon dreaming is being magnified by this ephemeral Pisces moon. At once vague and visionary, she's pulling us deep below the surface twitter of birds and nodding sunflowers.

With so much of this eclipse malarkey playing out in Piscean realms, you could be forgiven for feeling like you've been battling the biggest rip of your life. Fighting it only made us feel like we were drowning as our strength waned and panic set in. We were dragged out largely against our will into a daunting ocean whose beauty was quickly replaced by our terror as we tried not to think about what lurked in the depths. It was only when we surrendered to forces greater than ourselves and stopped struggling that we began to float.

The final day of Pisces and everything just about to tip with tomorrow’s turn of the wheel. If you have been dragging yourself along your ocean's floor or felt the hand of the eclipse holding you under the change you crave is nigh. Tipping points are ripe for transformation and change that sticks.

Just look at this beautiful altar for last night's eclipse new moon meditation and ritual created by the inimitable Kerrie aka @bohomofo at Sprout & Bean Yoga in Maitland. For anyone planning a trip to the Hunter Valley a tarot or astrology session with Kerrie is a must as is a class at Sprout.

This beautiful water lily is my newest plant friend and the latest addition to the witch's cottage. I have called her Nymph, a nod to both her genus and her nature. She was the centrepiece of last night's eclipse altar with her jelly underside cresent moon friends, a very Piscean representative living her life inseparable from water and under the governance of both the moon and Neptune.

As Lady Luna, her crown of stars newly minted in Pisces passes between our earth and the sun, we have today's solar eclipse. The Ancients believed eclipses to be the hand of fate at play in our lives and truly they are an agent for transformation that cannot be underestimated for its power to push us forward. Resistance is futile as fresh opportunity and potent possibility is sprinkled about us like stars.

It is a rainy extra long void moon in Pisces, built for quiet time by the fire and dreamy escapism.

This weekend is a chance to wash the slate clean, after the delicious topsy turviness of the last two weeks.