After the shapeshifting, life-and-death chase of the First Quarter, we land with a soft-hearted Cancer Moon. Overnight tonight as I sleep (in my Eastern time zone), the Moon and Sun will reach their waxing trine.
What does Cerridwen do now?
She has not lost one drop of her own magic, this we know, because the Sun moved toward Neptune, almost conjunct and certainly enough to “count.” This means the Moon trines Neptune as well, bringing both luminaries into Neptune’s mystical realm.
Venus, soon to enter Taurus, will move toward Uranus. Something surprising is about to happen. Mercury has reentered Aquarius. Whatever happens will be decisive, clear. unequivocal.
Mars will oppose the Moon and sextiles the Sun and Neptune. We need to work something out, take concrete steps. Doing the right thing, the principled thing, will lead to the best results.
Here is the tale: the boy Gwion Bach turns himself into a single grain of barley on a threshing room floor. Cerridwen becomes a little black hen. She finds him and swallows him up.
Is he dead? Gone forever? Not under a Cancer Moon. Cerridwen discovers she is pregnant, carrying in her body this boy who will be her son as much as the challenged one she intended the potion for.
She finds she cannot now destroy him. She carries him to term, gives birth near flowing waters, and sets the child in a basket, letting him float away.
Like Moses, he is discovered by a noblewoman and brought to the castle.
What challenge or difficulty are you able to take it? To sit with and watch as it transforms? What new life is stirring? What might be born from this struggle?
At this Waxing Trine Moon, we can find empathy for others, for ourselves. From that impulse to nurture and protect, something beautifully magical can emerge.
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