Yesterday, there was a New Moon. This is a time where the darkness folds into itself, breaching the shores of our psyche to find power, to purge what is no longer serving us, and to sit for a moment so we understand what it means to move with a purpose. The New Moon is ample time to brainstorm, to collect your dusty wounds and learn that healing comes with great love and great resilience. The two cards that I have pulled the last two days speak to this cathartic push to start and fill ourselves with the messy bits and brambles of life. They are there. The chaotic chemical formula of our day to day will always be there. The question is: how do we take the normal, frugal breaths and turn them into something that rolls through our experiences and refreshes our strengths?
The Vulture is a Vegas sign for the misunderstood, the preconceived, and the necessary. Vultures can find nourishment and sustenance in meat that is discarded, rotted, unsuitable for less resilient animals. They help keep diseases at bay because they can feast on the decaying remnants. They recycle, use all that is available to sustain them. Going through metamorphosis, these birds are a beautiful symbol that we must take what we can with what we have. It would be wonderful if our lives were filled with nothing but comfortable, picturesque scenes of stretching landscapes and extending smiles.
However, life is not always that kind. We must sustain and move with what we have. I actually find something so beautiful about the vulture, real and in metaphor. To find the ability to feel full from what is considered gross, or unusable from others means adapting. It means finding the strength in us to dig straight to bone and bedrock. This is not always pleasant. Others may even gawk because they are consistently never satisfied with anything less than something pleasurable, or social-media worthy. I find this to be false, and unfair. We cannot always be engaged in the appeasing. We must be able to tear away the foundation to unleash a ghost. These new boundaries, these cleansings shed our forms and give us new lines to shadow in our shape.
The Morrighan is the goddess of transitions. It is through her poetic hands that we must submit, falling like sand to build a rudimentary mountain. Because she follows the Vulture, she is the helper in our transitional purge. In this time, while the darkness has its fill, we must take action and start to understand what needs to be purged. Moving with a purpose is the only way we can get to that light that is promised from the Moon. Now is the time to take note of what needs to end, or symbolically die so we are free for a rebirth.
We do not need to know all of the answers right now. Knowing that we are in the midst of a transition while it can feel like we are only lost can shatter our thoughts or hopeful gains. Morrighan tells us that while it is a natural urge to call back those old hurtful losses or memories, it will not serve us. We cannot expect to fulfill our unique prophecies if we do not take action to find what the words mean. Purging and moving forward means that there is some work to be done in this quiet time. We must know what is the first step, clear the path by using the tools we have to pave a way and submitting to the cycle. This is a new turn. We are in the sonata. There is new music coming, but we can only meet it with a vigorous ability to adapt and find the way.
**Thank you for reading. This is a strange time, but if we use what we have no matter where we are at, we will see a Full Moon swiftly come. Morrighan teaches us to let go, and move through our transitions. We are no longer the same people. Please let me know how these cards read for you. If you would like to work with please look to my Policies and Code of Ethics, and email me at email@example.com**