Musings on the Scorpio Full Moon

To long for something so unknown.
To crave something so forbidden.
To desire the very thing you fear.

These are my dark waters. These are my depths.
These are the very places where your growth begins.

Where shadows cast mystery and deception over what you held as truth.
Where infinite blackness threatens to engulf you into its no-thing-ness.
Where the decay of what once was transmutes into what will become.

But it is hard to trust this darkness. To not know what lies beneath. Ahead.
To imagine what can become before it can be seen.
To trust that pain has a message, suffering has its bounty.

It is hard to surrender to the call that wants to pull you down to meet me.
Half of you fearing these depths; half of you craving them.

But when you come, when you pause in these waters long enough to see your true reflection staring back at you,
therein you find your deepest power.
The never changing, ever constant power that is you.
The unflinching, unwavering courage that shocks even you with its ferocity. Tenacity.
Just waiting to be called upon.

So stare back.
Knowing that even if your whole body quivers with fear, it is those shivers that are transforming you

And stay there.

Stay where you feel wildly out of control.
Stay where you feel if you let go you may never return.
Stay where even the shadows cannot find you.

Stay in this magic. This space that holds everything and nothing.
That holds your deepest despair and your greatest power.
That holds your wildest desires and your forbidden secrets.
That holds you as you transform into everything you know is possible.
Everything you know lies deep within.

Waiting to be unearthed.

Love,
The Scorpio Full Moon