Pink Full Moon in Scorpio

We are never strangers. We've met many times before. With each 'new' relationship we find a version of ourselves reborn. Who are you, that is also me?

When I saw the light in your eyes, it shone upon my face and I was renewed. The darkness did follow with the unfolding of each layer you saw in the me, that is also you...

This is the theme. Scorpio transformation comes from the deep feelings we have in relating with others in a non-superficial way. Following the sign of Libra where relationships are give, take, friendly and diplomatic partnerships we find what is raw. All the hurt, joy and lust swell and collapse inside us, if we see it that way. But more often than not we displace it onto the beloved (or hated) other.

It's hard to know thyself through another. When we're tangled up far inside, it stings (Scorpions tail) when they (we) are let down. It's incredibly personal, this betrayal that comes from the super high experienced in the new. There is no room for detachment. The feels are all or none.

To know that your ghost knows their ghost. And senses are far more than words. That is the Scorpio energy. Nothing is lost in the energetic ether, we can feel it pumping blood to our veins.

A beautiful dance within the matrix. Do I take the blue pill or the red pill? Who should I become is the decision we're truly making. When we decide to commit to another person, we're also committing to loving and being the part of ourselves that they've drawn to the surface.

Did you draw on my domesticity and desire for security? Or did you breathe life into the creative child who lives inside? Do I begin to question everything I know because of you? 

So on this day, be inside of this. See who it is that you are in your most precious relationships. Is this the part of you that you love, or are you performing a dance because it felt good on the ego? Scorpio doesn't like that. She doesn't give two shits about your security. She'll draw someone into your life to destroy that security if she vows another part of you is ready for fecundity.

And this is where life beings. With desire so strong it won't be denied by even the most tenable. 

invincible heart

I was thinking about heart break a little bit this evening. For whatever reason, I had this vision of a cartoon drawing of a heart. Although he/she held no swords, there were millions of battles behind him/her. He was sweaty and bleeding, but held an enormous toothy grin on his face and surrendered forward forever more.

It is from this vision that I realize heartache can be a choice. When we say, "I don't want to get hurt." or "I don't want to hurt you." We are being fearful. What if heart was built fearless, like the tarot card the fool and continuously battled his/her way through life with that youthful virility that left him always hopeful and never sterile?

I have no answers, of course. But this vision did make me smile nonetheless. I tend to be that super naive person who enters things like said heart, but mind intervenes and tells me I'm a stupid dumb ass.

So heart sets forward with this enormous shield and ends up deflecting the very things it needs for the foolhardy journey.

Is that ironic? No. I think it's just a progressive lifestyle. Progressive in the irritating traditional sense. And due to life experience, we're unable to maintain the trusting naivete of formative years, before the battering and bruising turned mind into parent over heart.

But one question still remains. Is that progressive? Seriously, is it progressive to build walls that prevent an incredible unfolding journey, in favor of some serious stability?

Maybe, if our values are distinctly conventional. And this brings me to another 'point.' Perhaps collectively we could move in a new direction, or maybe generation millennial already is! One that is less fearful because it isn't always tempting dogma, but rather respecting it for something long gone by? Or is the attempt to escape dogma and convention a mechanism to avoid moral dilemma? Kind of like escaping the law. But isn't the justice system corrupt? Too many questions.

And in this backwards, roundabout way (as usual) I'm attempting discovery of that middle ground, where heart and mind work together to scale the mountain. Even when they are back to back... Who will win? Aspiration: no one, or better yet both.

And that's all the rambling I have for now.