Are You Afraid Of The Dark?

This first dose of eclipse season is feeling like a black hole, a vortex, and I’m getting sucked in. But I’ve been through black holes before and they taught me that I always come out the other side with my gravity rearranged, very much something forged anew. Scorpio and Taurus risings, the time for embodiment is now. Taurus risings especially, y’all have been dealt the oddest hand on a consistent basis lately, with Uranus in your first house, as well as your chart ruler, Venus, only recently escaping her run of retrograde and malefic besqueezement. Now that the lunar nodes are playing on your angles as well, I can only imagine some of that first house work involves transmuting shame and illuminating corners you’d prefer to keep dark.

The truth is, I am afraid of the dark. I believe in nightlights. And a lot of the time, I’m afraid to “do the work” that I know will involve walking into the dark and digging up my own demons. I don’t think this is rare, in fact I think it’s closer to being a universal experience than a rare one.

I’m afraid to get deep sometimes because what if people peel back the layers of me and don’t find anything interesting or lovable? I’m afraid to step into the darkness because what if what I find is actually nothing? It’s not the presence of monsters that scares me, it’s the absence of anything worth loving.

Phrases like “doing the work” and “embodiment” and “shame” and “the shadow” are often shrouded in mystery themselves, much of their core meanings already lost to the cerebral sparkle dust of the “healing” industry (there’s another one).

In the next week, I’m going to be releasing a Worthiness Worksheet that will include some definitions of these terms that can sometimes seem to have lost their meanings. Sign up for love letters here, so you can be notified when it goes live and get to “doing the work,” whatever that means.