'tis the moon, full and red as a secret we've hidden too long. The Crone leans in, eyes a thousand winters old. "You've felt it, haven't you?" she grins, fingers curling like smoke around your heart. The Blood Moon Lunar Eclipse in Pisces, a tide that brings all secrets to the surface. You may want to drown in it, sail away on daydreams.
“Don't waste your life on escapism," she fixes your gaze, “Pisces is mutable, a trickster, a shape-shifter. Boundaries are shifting, and Saturn has returned to test whether yours will hold. Cling, little one, or be swept away”.
Her shadow stretches out, and there in its depths you glimpse mysteries, truths revealed like words revealed in flames. Shocking? Perhaps. But take a second glance and you'll see: the play was scripted long ago. The Crone's giggle is a low, parched sound, like the crackling of dried-up leaves. "Face it. Even if your feet are itching to run away, the time has come to stay. Only from endings are new tales born."
She is not cruel, however. Her fingertips brush against yours, surprisingly silky against your skin, you feel your heartbeat in your chest. Creativity & vision ignite, the crazy thrill of seeing clearly at last. Pisces brings water, yes, but to cleanse you, not to drown you, to wash away illusions until the reflection of the real you appears.
The Crone tilts her head, a sly grin on her lips. "Go on, then. Off you go. Trust the tide”.
Affirmation: I release illusions, stand in truth, and trust the tide to carry me toward clarity and courage.
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