Scorpio doesn’t have a status for being particularly pleased. “Intense,” sure; “brooding” and “terribly perceptive,” certain. However whereas the occasional Goldie Hawn or Sally Subject can skew the averages, Scorpio is seldom characterised as “perky” and even “upbeat.” The Solar, the last word astrological image of life pressure, struggles in Scorpio, an indication that’s keenly attuned to mortality.
And but, some of the infectiously joyful folks I do know was born with the Solar on this signal. (She additionally drew the Moon-conjunct-Saturn card; maybe in astrology, as in grammar, two negatives create a constructive?) Whereas I doubt she’d describe her life as excellent, and he or she definitely hasn’t loved a uniformly pleased previous, she is the one who involves thoughts when I attempt to envision what I’d name genuine happiness. That’s, a type of happiness that appears grown-up, that appears earned. A Scorpionic type of happiness.
Many people endure, I believe, from a basic misunderstanding of what happiness really is. It’s not about being in a great temper, essentially, or laughing on a regular basis. It’s not about getting in contact with who we had been as youngsters, earlier than life occurred to us; slightly, it’s about residing with integrity – figuring out who you’re and making a life that is sensible to you. The best way most of us get to know ourselves is thru overcoming challenges and adversity. By hardship we study the boundaries of our energy. By loss, we study what is crucial. And thru darkness, we come to a larger appreciation of sunshine.
Within the a part of the world the place I dwell, Scorpio’s time of 12 months is a season of lengthy shadows. A couple of weeks previous the Autumnal Equinox, we actually start to note the times rising shorter and the nights cooler. At our home this week, we slept below our heaviest clean the primary time in months. We lit candles as night time fell; the cats cozied as much as us for heat.
The season’s holidays appear shadowy too, and haunted. Halloween is a sugar-soaked, horror-themed prelude to the outdated holy days of Samhain/All Saints Day; it’s dying performed for laughs, by youngsters in acetate costumes. (However adults know the reality about loss and quietly bow our heads on the Feast of All Souls.) Within the U.S., Veterans Day is an acknowledgement of those that served in a few of our nation’s most brutal conflicts, most of them haunted by the ghosts of comrades who didn’t return.
Evidently Scorpio’s season is simply made for hanging out in cemeteries.
All of this makes a New Moon in Scorpio a bit complicated. New Moons are at all times about beginnings; however learn how to reconcile the thought of conception with haunted Scorpio? This manner: most human life begins with sexual activity, submerging people selves, surrendering to what the French euphemistically name la petite mort—“the little dying.” The powdered, sanitized enterprise of infants is cautious to take away any trace of a connection between intimate human contact and its pure by-product, but when the reality had been a film it will be given not less than an R score.
On the Scorpio New Moon, we now have to lose ourselves a bit so as to conceive a brand new self. As a society, a lot of our vitality is spent slightly frantically pushing uncomfortable, embarrassing, human truths into the shadows. In case your life had been a home, there could be one room the place you retain all this Scorpionic vitality… your altar, your baptismal fount, your terrors, your secret, sexual excitements. Every little thing is sacred on this room of your own home, and what’s sacred we maintain secret—and we defend our secrets and techniques, and our uncomfortable, embarrassing humanity, as a result of they reveal what has energy over us.
There’s one thing a bit supernatural about Scorpio, too, that entices us to think about that we’d discover a option to outwit the overwhelming legal guidelines of nature. Astrology emphasizes the “transformational” interpretation of Scorpio, inviting us to entertain the notion that we are able to harness its energy to beat the percentages. Perhaps all these vampire and zombie films are proper, and we are able to cheat dying. Perhaps we are able to have unprotected intercourse with quite a few reverse intercourse companions of child-bearing age and by no means expertise an unintended being pregnant. Perhaps we are able to determine learn how to conceal our secrets and techniques in a single massive ironclad room, protected even from the prying eyes of the NSA.
Perhaps, possibly, possibly. However whereas I’ve misplaced many extra family members than appears truthful, and I’m in no hurry to lose extra or to die myself, I don’t need to dwell in an immortal world. I need to mourn my lifeless, savagely, as a result of I had the pleasure of loving them so dearly. I need to struggle dying as a result of I’m decided to embrace life ecstatically. I need to proceed with pleasure into the whole lot that makes life troublesome, as a result of they’re the identical issues that make life expensive. And I need to heed the instance of my good Scorpio good friend who appears life straight within the eye, sees it for what it’s, and decides to go forward and like it anyway.
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