Cancer New Moon

June 28, 2022 @ 8:52pm MST, 07degrees Cancer

With so many other spicy connections being made in the sky (Saturn Square Pallas Athena and Neptune stationing retrograde this week come to mind), we are coming to that New Moon time.

This New Moon makes a significant squaring aspect with Jupiter in Aries. That feels like we will be adding some heated tension to this watery emotional lunar energy. Though Jupiter is more known for the beneficial energies, the tension can be in realizing that the jovial parts of us are not so golden, encouraging us to consider how not all that glitters is gold.

Grandmother moon, please share with me an aspect of my relationship within my soul that needs to become more aware during New Moon in Cancer?

Cost of living.
Cost of living this way.
Cost of needing bigger homes, bigger shells to contain our crab like insides/beingness.
What if we made Gaia our home, our shell?
What if we could realize that when we are our most vulnerable we are our most alive?
We can put down our pinchers?
We can stop walking with calcified legs?
We don’t have to allow the world around us to harden our soft human skins into unbreakable shells.

Inflation = pain.
At least that is how Im currently sensing it.
Pain of this way of being.
The pain is increasing, why do I tolerate it?
Tolerate this painful way of being?
The pain of needing shells so thick and hard.
It makes us walk different.
See different.
Touch different.
Altogether sense the world different.

The (emotional, mental, physical, soul) cost of living in disconnection and believing we are separate from the very nature and earth that gives us life and everything we need to experience life here on earth. In that false belief we separate ourselves from anything around us, yet we know we are our own unique beings, perfectly interconnected to every individual being (these beings are all the plants, animals and organisms). We sometimes forget that they can continue living without us, but we cannot exist for one moment without them. They create the ecosystems of breathable air, drinkable water, nourishing food and materials for our shelters.

This goes beyond money, but as the news reports role in and groceries cost more, the cost of doing our lives this way is in my opinion really trying to show us where we may want to plant seeds of awareness for change on this issue so we can harvest a different way of living. Im also open to this being about my own fear, pain and grief that I am sharing. A fear of all the cost around me for living disconnected, in disharmony with the way God had intended my experience of this earthly world. All the pain I feel on this issue is a result of my misunderstanding of what living harmoniously and lovingly means, the deep sadness of disconnection in my soul.

How do I go about changing? Realizing that at some point your shell is causing you pain and suffering. Planting seeds of awareness for change also engages our instinctual curiosity. When crabs are not scavenging or in a fear response they are naturally curious creatures. A YouTube rabbit hole of crabs in nature helped me learn about their nature and also helped me to deepen my understanding of the astrological symbol of Cancer. With the moon present we can also add the element of reviewing how multigenerational instincts can prevent us from stepping out and being vulnerable, preventing our sensitive engagement with everything around us. One story line I face is that I am dishonouring the protective systems my family has developed to keep us all safe. In this way I have to take courage in honouring myself, and giving gratitude for what was done before. By genuinely thanking older ways that suited the times we can respectfully move forward. Like the crab I must be vulnerable and curious so I can expand my being.

What is the cost to the way I live?
What does that cost look like on my soul?
To every one’s souls?
It seems to me that in one way or another we all run back to nature, Gaia, for a time and then back to ‘civilization’

Culture and society place a great deal of judgement on those tending to live closer to the earth. At least that is how I feel right now, I feel like I’m being judged for even wanting to walk closer to earth, live in her harmony.

It triggers that part in me that seems to want to be feral and free. The child like wonder many had in their early days of playing in the mud. I do wonder if there was a misunderstanding in what it means to tame and develop our nature. I wonder if the goal wasn’t to stop playing in the mud and with Gaia, but to learn loving gentle ways of going about it, much like a child learns to not be rough with pets.

The expense and cost of our lavish shells, comfort the few at the expense of the many. The many in this case extends beyond but does include our human neighbours into the totality and variety of beings that also live on earth. We broke up ancient root systems of trees and mushrooms to have cities and roads. Light pollution disconnecting nocturnal beings from their choice way of living. Birds loose their highly skilled instinctual sense of direction by also following our freeways and highways. Total extinction of species, for reasons now that seem to me not reasonable enough to justify that action.

We have defaced earth, we deem manicured lawns as prefect. Endless lists of plants labelled as noxious weeds damned to be removed. The irony is that they are prolific in growing on broken disturbed ground that we created and attempt to restore balance and life back into the soil. We pull them out angrily denying how this is the cost of our ways of living.

How can I relate this back to the development of my nature? I circle back to that part of me that wants to be free, connecting with the world around me. I do have to remember that this is not an either-or situation as well: Live in civilization or completely in nature. There is a balance of both shell experiences and without shell experiences needed at this time. In me, it deepens my longing to walk more harmoniously with nature, to experience her full goodness and fruits without a hardened shell desensitizing my experiences and embracing the shelters also provided, as I am grateful they exist too.

Have a wonderful first part of July.
Until the Full Moon,
Warm squishy shell-less hugs,
Stephany

Barrier Lake, Alberta
June 25, 2022
Photo: Stephany Steele