I've been referring to these
last few degrees of Pisces as the birth canal. In that, we may be the
birthing mother or the child being born. Either way, we are both
transitioning due to emerge in Aries. Within that birthing process,
there is pain. Yes. Modern technology has ways of helping us reduce
this. Advanced alternative techniques do as well. Still. There is
pain. That applies whether you are the one birthing or being born.
Yet once that “threshold”
of birthing is finished, there is a flourish of enlivening sensory
overload. So much so, that if you are the baby being born, it often
startles you. You may cry. Become angry. Your body leaves the haven
of the womb and enters a world that lights its external sensory
system up for the very first time.
Or.
Or.
If you are the birthing
mother, when the child does cross that birthing threshold, there is a
rush of energies too. Relief. Euphoria. Fear.
A vast spectrum of
emotion bursts forth here. Both, mother and child (overwhelmed by
stimulation) no longer remember the pain of their birth canal
experience...those last degrees of Pisces. When that process ends, we
are alive and in a new state of existence following a painful and
emotional transitional stage. That is how I see the last degrees of
Pisces. Transitional. Not IN the New Life just yet. But, the birth canal.
However.
There is also a very astute
sense of tenderness here. The most beautiful way for a child to enter
the world is by being a product of real honest to goodness love. That
melting, sensitive, pure ethereal ache-like love yearning is also the
misty sentimental last degrees of Pisces. What occurs here touches us in those untouchable places often in ways that words fail to
capture. Tender. Birth and birthing change you in ways only you
understand. Transforms you.
At this New Moon, we stand
at the threshold. Either squeezing or being squeezed into a
new form of existence whilst tender, weepy, tired. Afraid of what is
happening. Not SURE what is happening. Uncomfortable. Yet, excited,
enlivened and rejuvenated with anticipation all at the same time.
Soon, so quickly steeped in our new
existence, we will perceive this passage as a distant mirage.
Almost like an out of body experience. It's almost best to treat it
at as such. To master the ability to detach a little and observe
ourselves. Relinquish and escape our bodily or emotional pain and
current sensitivities during this period of pressure. Which is fine.
As long as you can come back. As long as you leave a trail of
breadcrumbs. As long as you don't become disconnected from that big
silver cord over there which eventually brings your soul back home.
That's the hard part. Lots of folks stay detached for various
reasons. Usually though its while they are in search of something to
quell the melancholic gray ache they feel never realizing that is the
very amniotic sac they need to break through...to end this pain and
start this new life. Making of it whatever we choose to make of it.
The scene opens to this warm, dark, quiet and, yet, suddenly turbulent place. We are unsure. Scared. Startled. Feel as if we really have no control over where we are going and can't see that far ahead. We are pushing all our limbs out to the side trying to avoid being squeezed through that tunnel. Yet our birth is inevitable. It is best to surrender to the process and accept our fates. Re-focus our brains with energetic determination toward making positive steps into this life. Not to enter it in fear. But with ferocity and passion. Activity and movement. While bravely pioneering new experiences. Become ready to push through this veil and beyond this passage taking the lessons of the old life with us. Into this new world. New life. New existence. Fully transitioned and transformed. Beyond this veil.
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