The Sun in Pisces: Our Moon Card

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As the Sun has recently passed into Pisces, we share today a snippet on the Pisces card, XVIII The Moon, from my book “Travelling with the Starlight Dragons” (forthcoming):

We find ourselves on a dark and misty night, weakly illuminated by the Moon on a desolate shore by the sea. We are all alone. Adjusting to the scene, we become aware of the primeval smell of brine and sea-weed. The sounds of the sea with the tide coming in, like a deep breathing in and out, is muffled by the fog. But it touches us deeply and we find ourselves breathing along with it.
In the dark and moving mirror of the water, the silver moon looks up to us, weaker and even more mysterious than the moon up in the heavens. Both are tugging at our soul with a bitter-sweet yearning for something lost, not yet retrieved, something aspired to, not yet achieved. In the moon’s reflection in the sea, make out a silver dragon striving upwards to meet her heavenly counter-part. Fascinated by this marvellous figure we observe its movements and become aware of a silvery conversation beyond words between the Dragon and the Moon. We remember the many cyclical rhythms connected with the Moon, her own eight shapes in one cycle and how they may affect human moods and activities, women‘s menstrual cycle,the tides caused by gravity and a complicated interplay of Moon, Sun and Earth.
While we think about the many associations of the Moon and what they might mean to us personally, we suddenly see a huge fish, intertwined with the dragon. Dark red, we had not noticed her so far.
We recognise the fish as an extremely ancient creature from whom the silver dragon arises, like a higher lighter ‚octave‘ of the fish. Again the mood has changed. We are now tuned to the deep dark water, the primeval ocean, the chaos from which all life came forth – a vastness without limit and structure, fear-inspiring, of inexhaustible fertility. It is present not only to our eyes, but also in a deep throb. And then the alienness of the fish and its abode find a resonant throb inside us. We become part of our own evolutionary history. The ancient fish is our ancestor. The dark vastness before us is also inside us: our unconscious, where shadows dwell and also our dreams, our intuition, the fertile ground of our fears, but also our creativity.