New Moon & Solar Eclipse in Capricorn
4 degrees (Beauty, Common Fate)
December 25 at 9:13 pm Pacific
December 26 at 12:13 am Eastern
I call on each embodiment of You that I’ve come to know and love so ardently to be.here.now.
As we hurtle towards the new year, this new decade, it is as if we’ve been blasted with the light of Truth, intensifying our emotions as what needs to be healed is being mercifully brought to our attention.
We are not alone in the process of remembering the Love that we are, you tell us.
And I believe this is true, having witnessed many-a-divine-intervention on my incessant behalf. We are not alone.
So here I am, writing to ask for a little peace and understanding. To request something of you this Christmas day, this New Moon time, the eclipse energies with its Capricornian notes unfolding this very moment.
This dark, silent night and cozy Christmas morning have created an ideal container to take pen to paper and reflect on seemingly important matters—my yearend contemplation, a decade in review, a decade to plan, and yet the motivation eludes me.
I’m tired, Madre. Days now with little sleep. My mind racing with thoughts that keep me awake.
Like a child at Christmas, I’m excited to have an abundance of time with you in the still morning hours, wondering what gifts we will unwrap together, but longing for more dreamtime to feel you guiding, nourishing and comforting me as I lay down to rest.
A few nights ago, however, I didn’t feel you so near.
I awoke, my heart beating fast, disturbed by a dream in which an enraged woman was hitting a man equal in height and stature but who was too weak to escape her relentless, wrathful blows.
I’ve been taught that most human dreams are revealing, teaching and healing a part of us–no matter who or what shows up as the Revealer, the Teacher or Healer.
Which concerns me.
Is part of me that raging woman? Am I to believe this dream was showing me my undigested anger for men, the wounded masculine–or both? Is this dream illuminating the part of me that feels powerless, my inner masculine being hurt by the wounded feminine?
Much discourse exists about toxic masculinity and yet it seems I’m dreaming about the unhealed, unconscious feminine within.
I have to admit, Goddess, I did toy with the idea that I could tuck this dream away, not wanting to go this deep this Christmas season, most definitely not wanting to admit that part of me could be so cruel and so powerless at the same time.
But because I truly believe that everything is serving my awakening to love, I will ask those questions and listen for the answers.
After all, we are living in Capricorn times with Jupiter, Saturn and Pluto having taken up residence in this sign of our greatest human and spiritual potential now and for most of 2020–a period in our human history on our soul’s journey that I believe each one of us knew we’d be here for…even before we took our first breath.
And to kick things off, over a period of weeks, eclipses (Dec 25/26 and Jan 10), portals (12:12 + winter solstice) and a powerful planetary conjunction (Saturn-Pluto on Jan 12) will blow open the gate doors, so we spiritual beings can step further in and father along the path of the New Earth and the Beauty Way.
But you already know this, Goddess Beautiful, don’t you?
The New Moon and Solar Eclipse positioned in Capricorn at the 4th degree offers us a sacred moment to tune into our shared destiny that calls us home to the Beauty our souls already know yet our human selves seek to become.
But we’ve experienced many things in our lives that have damaged our capacity to fully see the Beauty in ourselves and in others, in our hearts and in our minds.
And that, I guess, was what my dream was showing me.
Having lived in a patriarchal society for so long, I believe my dream was revealing how my inner feminine has not felt safe leaving the masculine to lead the way. And she’s enraged.
I can see with all this Capricorn energy swirling around with its archetypal records of what it means to embody the energies of the Parent, the Leader, the Elder, the President, the Director, the Traditionalist, the CEO, and the Entrepreneur that the feminine within me and within others might have something to say about how the masculine energies have been showing up.
But ironically Capricorn is a feminine sign that builds the blueprint for the legacies that will be made, who intuits how to tend to the fires she has created and who weaves the dreams of the future for her human family and Mother Earth.
So it stands to reason that how we parent ourselves and others, how we lead, advise, direct and carry out our lives will need to balance and elevate, so the Sacred Feminine and Masculine can relationship harmoniously and make love in this world in kinder ways.
I can’t help think that this next year will teach us the grace and dignity of the Beauty Way, so we can
teach what we know and remain humble enough to learn
speak up, yes, but listen more,
forgive more quickly, nourish more deeply,
attend to our responsibilities while laughing much more often.
So what about this anger inside, this hurting part within that needs to transcend the anger and the hurt?
This is where I ask you, Goddess, for your divine support.
I stopped writing long, hungry lists to Santa 40 years ago, but I am calling on you now because of the relationship we have, telling you exactly what I want for Christmas more than anything else I could possibly physically desire.
Durga’s power to love.
Green Tara’s protection.
Mother Mary’s devotion.
Theresa of Avila’s ecstasy.
Joan of Arc’s courage.
I want to trust my masculine is moving in this world having been given the beautiful dreams birthed by the power of love, the sensuality, wisdom, bliss and compassion of the feminine.
So may I release this New Moon whatever is blocking the brilliance of the Beauty Way.
The day is breaking and I must attend to my human life, but I’m deeply grateful for the time we’ve had together and leave here remembering how precious this connection is to Divine Knowing–that we came here for a reason and this reason is Love. I promise to tend to the fires I’m keeping and the dreams I’m weaving
Thank you to our Ancestors, our Cosmic, Divine Lineage and You, of course, Goddess, who I know are all smiling down upon us your individual sparks of Light, your Fireflies for Love, ready to uplift and illuminate the world with all that we’ve got to give.