New Moon in Aries
Sun Set, Calgary Alberta
Photo: Stephany Steele
Friday April 1, 2022 @ 12:24am MST, 11degrees Aries
This moon phase and cycle is also conjunct Chiron and Mercury.
Grandmother moon, please share with me an aspect of my relationship within my soul that needs to become more aware during New Moon in Aries?
Last year I wrote about what are we going to war for and what are we warriors for?
This time around, I took a step backwards from that thought:
What are readying ourselves for, training for? What skills and talents are we preparing to take out in the world?
This feels right for the moment- what’s going on underneath in the way I develop myself for the person I want to put out there. That’s the ‘warrior’ of Aries we bring out into the world, the part of us that takes actions forward beyond our womb of hibernation.
Chiron and Mercury are inviting us for a closer conversation, of the healing variety. Maybe you are training to become a person you never meant to because of your woundings?
Or maybe we become a version of ourselves attempting to avoid an obvious path?
Maybe that person we became is exhausted.
Or unfulfilled.
Or just fulfilled enough you keep showing up.
The just enough that keeps you doing what you are doing, day in and day out.
It feels like in this moment any use of the word warrior and Aries feel like only one facet.
You can practice/train of pottery and painting and one day you sprout that part of yourself out into the world, you share your gifts with others.
Or was that you practiced sound bath healing, and now others can bathe in your joyful sound?
Or what if you practiced every day to feel your emotions?
Practice loving yourself and those around you.
Practice loving the environment and our global neighbours.
Practice forgiveness towards yourself.
Practice compassion towards yourself.
Practice gratitude.
Practiced repentance for where we have gone wrong or strayed from love.
Practice and train for yourself so that one day you sprout it out to the world in your own unique Aries way. There are so many ways this can exist.
Happy Spring,
Stephany