I don’t know about you, but I haven’t felt much like talking today. God knows there are plenty of reasons, but mostly I chalk it up to this lunar eclipse, coinciding with a beaver full moon in Gemini. Lunar eclipses obscure the obvious and illuminate the hidden, and the Twins are notorious Chatty Cathys. So today is about what we don’t communicate and why. About actively listening not only to each other but to the parts of ourselves that we rarely acknowledge—-in our brains, in our bodies, in our hearts. Ask yourself: “What don’t I want to say but should? What do I say that I shouldn’t? Who needs to be heard that is rarely granted a voice?” I for one am aware that my bad back has been broadcasting stories I’ve been trying to forget and that eclipses express exactly what we most repress. If, like me, yours is a truth that dare not speak its name, try writing it down. Sending lots of golden quills, kittens.
I don’t know about you, but I haven’t felt much like talking today. God knows there are plenty of reasons, but mostly I chalk it up to this lunar eclipse, coinciding with a beaver full moon in Gemini. Lunar eclipses obscure the obvious and illuminate the hidden, and the Twins are notorious Chatty Cathys. So today is about what we don’t communicate and why. About actively listening not only to each other but to the parts of ourselves that we rarely acknowledge—-in our brains, in our bodies, in our hearts. Ask yourself: “What don’t I want to say but should? What do I say that I shouldn’t? Who needs to be heard that is rarely granted a voice?” I for one am aware that my bad back has been broadcasting stories I’ve been trying to forget and that eclipses express exactly what we most repress. If, like me, yours is a truth that dare not speak its name, try writing it down. Sending lots of golden quills, kittens.