Authentic Moonment: Aquarius' Full Moon
August 29 @ 7:36 AM
Dear Ones,
How can we be truly who we are, how we are, in each moment?
Is it possible to view and feel each moment as new?
Is it possible to feel content with each passing movement?
This Full Moon in Aquarius is inviting some curiosity about the unique feeling of ripeness, satiety, and the practice of authentic knowing.
When have we had enough?
What do we do when we reach that point?
With each passing moment, we are alive to something new. This is queering. This is the brilliance of Aquarian energy—being able to glean the in between spaces of knowledge, life, and the balance between structure and surprise.
I think of Aquarius as snakelike—combing the earth, engaging in the cyclical quality of Saturn; shedding the skin to begin anew in the surprising and unexpected qualities of Uranus. The snake is wise and sometimes alone or even lonely, much like Aquarius. Yet the snake yearns for company and companionship, warmth and co-regulation, a perfect metaphor for this full moon.
And expression, my friends… expression!
The Sun side of the full moon is in Leo, conjunct Jupiter, the planet of expansion, generosity, excess, and faith—asking us to hold our hope and move forward into the glow. Asking us to show up, for real, while the moon sits inside of the Aquarian project of community, innovation, and delphinium dreams of a green future. Conjunct Pluto, we see deep community empowerment, the transformative effort of destruction, and the regenerative compost of death and dying.
Ssssssssssss…
These two, in fire and air, feed each other fuel for a beautiful flame. There is a sense of forward momentum here, and we can jump on the magic carpet ride, if we want to.
All of this is square to Chiron in Taurus, and so we are called to be and receive and enact the teaching of the body. It is not easeful or simple. But it is worthy. Chiron in Taurus wants us to feel the inevitable changes to the body/ies. What is this body? What are we called to teach and learn about this Body?
What can we offer to the Body, in order to hold both the very real material of the flesh alongside the impermanent project of being alive?
This full moon is about the practice of asking for community support when we need it. When/if we feel truly disembodied, trusted and beloved community calls us home.
Trusted community is not only humankind. Trusted community can be the trees, the waters, nature in any form—reliable, available, and constant.
As we mind our satiability, our ability to be satiated by life, we slow down to the processes of interaction, co-creation, and technologies that actually serve us. Full Moons are times of release, and we can release the skin that no longer serves. We can re-cognize when we are full, when we need to shift, and what new skin is alive right now, right here.
Will the wind carry my bones down a cold dark river?
Will I wake up one day in the form of a serpentine stone?
Will the sounds of breathing become more than one poem?
Women hands hovering above a sister safe in folds of atmosphere, we are not alone.
A statue with dried flower necklaces.
New spaces brimming with old souls.
A new ballroom made with dead gold.
Two newborn baby goat twins.
Dead eyes holding a dead face.






