Full Moon kissing Pluto

The building up for this full Moon is being very intense.

It amazes me to see how the changes that we go through reverberates in many stages, like cycles within cycles (in a spiral motion rather than just circles I think), and the beauty of it being reflected in the movement of the planets (“the wanderers”) in the sky.

This full Moon on 9th of July will be happening at 17 degrees Capricorn, making a pretty close conjunction to retrograde Pluto, and activating the long term transit to my Natal Moon at 15 degrees Libra.

I feel it already. A lot of emotional stuff coming up.

I do my best to watch them.

But in this process I am also observing the rhythms in the sky and its unique dance…

I am about to go to the same Buddhist festival I went last year when Pluto was making one of the exact squares to my Moon…feeling heavy though…

I hope you are all being mindful and keeping your centre during this intense lunation.

Laptop arrival..

Finally Im writing from my new laptop!

What a difference! ūüôā

Im now getting myself ready to go to the Student Astrological Conference in London, is the second year on the row that I will be helping out at the book stall.

I am looking forward to be with other peer astrologers as I still do feel quite isolated around here in Bristol. I’ve heard that the astrological scenery is meant to be good here, but I just haven’t had much luck finding astrology groups to get myself involved with.

Mind you, I am thinking of gathering astrologers to perhaps create a new one. To get some flyers looking for young astrologers and put them up around the city is on my to do list.

I have been incredibly busy in the last week with clients (readings went pretty well and I’ve had very empowering feedbacks) and also printing out flyers for a little talk that I will be doing in a cafe in central Bristol.

Exciting stuff.

I just started reading “The development of the personality” by Liz Greene and Howard Sasportas and Im looking forward to it. I always have some real good insights from reading them both, specially Liz.

I better go now, it was a true pleasure to write my first blog post with my new laptop..

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Quick one

I just came here for a quick one.

The full Moon in Sagittarius was bang on my nodal axis and I was really flooded with ideas to write about (my north node is in Gemini). Unfortunately, I haven’t got much time so won’t be able to go too deep into anything.

Tomorrow I’m heading to another off grid festival, this time in Kent. I feel quite excited. It seems that the Sagittarian mood has contaminated me with a thirst for adventure. A feeling that I can recognise too well.

It feels like a little break from the heaviness of Pluto transiting my Moon.

It’s been 3 months since I’m back in England and I still haven’t seen my ex lover (the one that had an important role during these transits from Pluto and Uranus to my natal Moon). It seems that I’m finally getting over my obsession for him, or rather for what he represented to me.

I feel the need for freedom screaming louder inside my chest.

It’s funny how sometimes we can fall for an idea of someone rather than the actual person. In the last year I think that I’ve been relating more to a character that he has woken up inside myself than to him.

I’m beginning to free myself from a mental cage and starting¬†to reclaim my power back from my own delusions.

 

Cracking the eggshell

Yesterday I went for drinks at what I used to call a “cool pub in Peckham”.

I could not help but keep watching other people’s behaviour with a ¬†sense of total disconnection, ¬†just like I used to feel when I was much younger and had started going out to nightclubs.

Everything around me seemed so shallow and soulless. People getting drunk and behaving with uncontrollable compulsion.

I somehow could feel the desperate longing for fulfilment, for imediate happiness at all costs. Everything surrounds this search, even the huge amounts of makeup on women’s faces trying to hide away insecurities ¬†for not looking like the girl in the magazine.

I was again sensing how much in main stream society people are trained and expected to feed more and more the false self. To seek things that don’t have real value to the real Self.

I felt how much I don’t belong. How much I’ve never did.

I was wandering for a bit, trying to spot someone different and exciting to have a chat with but without success. Everyone really seemed immersed in their city lives.

Work, money, smart phones, putting up with unlikable routines because that’s just “normal”. Wedding rings, fashionable clothes and shaky hands holding the cigarette that appears to hold the confidence of some. Appearances…and awkwardness behind huge amounts of alcohol.

I’m still cracking the eggshell of my new life, of the new me. I don’t feel the despair I did, when Pluto squared my Moon for the first time, in March last year when I blew my London life up without flinching.

I am more centered, more calm and solid. More certain that that was not the way to go for me. That a life based on appearances and compulsions won’t be much of a life to me.

But yesterday hanging out at that incredibly noisy and lousy environment I felt that pain again. The pain of being isolated, without a supportive community of like minded people. The pain of rejection.

At least with my current gypsy life of uncertainty and search I’ve had had a taster of how it feels to belong and to truly share with people.

I’ve had moments of grace singing and dancing mantras to Shiva, moments of warmth sharing cups of tea around the fire, moments of bliss observing nature’s wonderful beauty and simplicity. Moments of inspiration in the arms of so many genuine hugs that I’ve had the honor to experience on the road.

I think this post is more of a thank you.

I am grateful to the pain of separation that has thrown me into what seems to be my true path.