Piercing the Veil: Scorpio’s Samhain Descent. {Cosmic Connection}
It is, after all, the season of Samhain. The season of darkness. The season that gives us the opportunity to recede and reflect.
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Jillian Kristina
Hunter’s Full Moon: Building the Bonfires of Reclamation. {Cosmic Connection}
Stoke the raging inferno with what it desires most: your stagnation, your lies, your excuses, your denials. Your weakness in the face of all that is calling for you to stop hiding from your power and start wielding it like those weapons you’ve just laid to rest; it is in the laying of these ...
Sowing the Seeds of Seasonal Death: The Divine Darkness of the New, Black Moon. {Cosmic Connection}
Offer your grandest struggles as fodder for your brightest future, and then release it to this New, Black Luna -- void of detachment, and full of expectant, grateful, weightless allowance.
Resurrecting Our Humanity: September’s Karmic Cleanse. {Cosmic Connection}
Embracing all of us also returns us to our humanity. Our humility. Our hearts. And if the world needs a resurrection of heart-driven humanity, it’s now.
Primal Resurrection: The Upside of Mercury Retrograde. {Cosmic Connection}
One point of Mercury Retrograde is definitely to slow down, reevaluate and redo, but another beautiful bonus it can deliver is that of receiving -- allowing things to come to you without pushing so hard. Taking a step back allows us to take stock, which also allows us to pursue avenues that may ...
Invoking the Red Tent: A Vow to My Wounded Sex.
I feel a snake, uncoiling; an energy, unfolding. I see an earthen star forming the five points -- the rooted stakes -- of my hearth’s tent. I see it rise, solid and strong. Stoic, in a way, as it holds within its walls all of the mysteries, the atrocities, the stories and the epiphanies leading ...
Gaia Will Unravel You.
Gaia will unravel you, and it will be fucking beautiful. You just have to actively surrender, and wholly accept what's waiting for -- and inside of -- you. You’ve got to consciously -- and daily -- choose the parting of the seas over the raging tsunamis. You’ve got to choose to follow your ...
The Untelevised Battle Lines.
These wars begin inside and push their way out. They require personal examination and reevaluation. To know ourselves is to know each other, so why not turn all of our outsourced energy within back to ourselves? Fill ourselves up until we’re overflowing and have within our grasp what we need -- ...
The Gift Of Nothing.
A funeral’s a celebration though. We lose sight of that. A funeral can be a beautiful thing, calling to mind the heart of the journey; the victories; how we prevailed; those we touched; what we overcame and of course, who we became.
The Girl Who Jumps Fences.
… it’s not my fault. It’s not your fault. It’s not our fault. We’re not victims. We’re not survivors. We’re human beings who’ve been through some fucking awful shit. Some of the worst. We experienced some of the most obscene acts of depravation one human being is capable of inflicting upon another.