Full Moon in Scorpio Opposite the Sun in Taurus

Lunar Beltane & Full Moon in Scorpio : Wednesday, May 14th 12:16pm PST

The sun and the moon are two goliath luminary forces that are central to our individual becoming; both to the development of our healthy ego and identity (the sun), and the courtship of the deeper self - the soul, in service to the world (the moon). When the moon is full it ushers forth a polar tension as it opposes the sun and takes in the full light of the outer self to flood the light of the inner self. Such tension can be amplified in fixed signs as it is this month in Taurus (the sun) and Scorpio (the moon).

The full moon in Scorpio asks us to fully accept into soulful resonance the inevitability of our own death, and the temporal reality of all things for that matter. No easy task. No walk in the park. But the Taurean sun, strolling the inner meadow of still peace, comes to our aid in rounding out the cycle with all that is embodied and alive and of this moment right here and now. And so the two forces hold the middle world, the right-now world, the world of becoming AND the underworld, the letting go world, the death and the dying world to ask us, (quite possibly), THE most important question we could ever ask ourselves:

What will YOU do with “your one wild and precious life”?

And what a perfect question to be sitting with on Lunar Beltane, the ancient spring celebration of the two that are the one. The divine masculine force and the divine feminine force in all their life giving ways! In the ecstatic coupling of the sun and the moon there is fresh energy drawn up (into the conscious light of the sun) from the unconscious (the moon) ready to be used and celebrated. Ready to be nurtured as you would a newborn baby. Something new is coming...something that has been hidden that the world so desperately needs right now.

The Summer Day

Mary Oliver

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?