if this is an ending
or a beginning
where one ends
like a reflection
in a mirror
it can go either way
depending on which side
Until you dare
to sit still
in the middle
of the flowing river
where life and death
are but mere illusions
there’ no way of knowing
where you’re coming from
and where you’re going to.
Midway into Scorpio season we are deep into the heart of the matter. We’re being shown what we’ve been looking away from the whole year. What we’ve pretended not to see in the bright light of summer.
Scorpio delights in cutting loose all the skeletons in our cupboards at the dinner party, freeing all our trolls and gremlins for all to see.
Can you see your own shadow sticking out?
Can you see you lover’s dark side and let it be?
Can you see what your friend is hiding and not point it out?
The truth is most of us would rather not. Rather not know and rather not see. And we will go to great lengths to hide any trace of our shadow, dress it up and cover it all up in glitter, tuck it away deep under our angel’s feathers, blind it with our halos.
But Scorpio wants nothing but the truth and the whole truth.
All the time.
Absolute, radical honesty to others, but to ourselves especially.
And Scorpio shall have the truth, because Scorpio is insistent and persistent.
If nothing else, Scorpio can wait. Scorpio knows how to wait.
Has endless amounts of patience and knows no secret is safe forever.
And, once your secret is out, Scorpio will shower you in acceptance.
Will tell you all about all the ways they’ve been there before.
And all the ways they’ve moved on.
Not despite of, but because of.
Scorpio craves integration
of our wounds and our blessings
of our darker and lighter sides
of our shadow and that which casts the shadow.
And Scorpio is compulsive,
goes all the way and digs all the dirt,
and when it’s all out in the open,
Scorpio demands transformation
of that which we can not love into that which we can accept
of that which we can not live with into that which we can let live
the metamorphosis of our self and of our circumstances.
So, in the heart of Scorpio season,
we are being asked to become the alchemists of our lives
and turn the lead of our darkness into gold.
We are being asked to turn into living art.
Yet art always starts off as an act of destruction
the deconstruction of the artist in the making
the artists’s very own life, flesh, self
becomes an offering
in the fire of the creative process
the artist is consumed as the work comes to life
until they can no longer be taken apart
until they can no longer be told apart
until they are no longer apart.
And then, from the ashes of the old self,
the renewed phoenix gets to rise again,
we get to rise again.
We usually get to experience Scorpio Season once a year, every year, but with Jupiter in Scorpio, this will be a year long romance into the realm of our shadows, a part of our lives and a part of our selves is being called to transform.
And even though we all go through these cycles together, we all go through them alone as well, if you would like to know how this plays our in your astrological chart, you can book your reading here. ❤
Painting: ”To the Unknown Land” – Edmund Blair Leighton