Antstronauts
strawberry moon (sidewalk chalk dub)
digital collage by OneLittleFishie
The Full Moon in Sagittarius is one for whom time is immaterial,
allowing it to transcend
mor(t)ality,
by offering simultaneous perspective of both
hunter,
and hunted.
This Moon is the event horizon of vulnerability.
It is the connected beat of two sovereign hearts,
(though for a duration irrelevant)
allegorically illustrated as the tenets of chess
(consider the incendiary semantics of a challenging endeavor
being labeled a match):
– Seek to understand strategies utilized by the other side
– Always trust instinct
– Successful routes needn’t be linear,
and,
– One must be prepared to find oneself
(occasionally)
put in check,
Mate.
©OneLittleFishie2015
Fish Moon / Blood Moon in Libra • ~ • 4 April, 2015
Just before dawn this Saturday, 4-4-15,
the April Full Moon (sometimes called the
Fish Moon, signifying the spawning shad of
many varieties) passes into the Earth’s
shadow, becoming the third Blood Moon
of the last twelve months (the most recent
prior Blood Moon fell on October 2014’s
Hunter’s Moon).
This date also marks the beginning of Judaic
Passover, which deals with a plague of death
upon first-born sons; also Easter Vigil of the
Christian tradition – for Lutherans,
representative of Christ’s descent into, and
suffering within, Hell. Both of these religious
connotations are rather dark in nature,
adding depth to the Blood reference of the
eclipse phenomenon.
The totality of this eclipse lasts just a few
minutes, making it the shortest lunar eclipse of
this century. Once that veil brushes past this
Moon’s face, her position within the
constellation of Libra (seeker of eternal
balance) immediately shifts the pendulum
toward a laser focus on anything blocking
forward motion and progress. Expect
to ruminate through a feeling of
suspended animation during the 24 hours
immediately after the eclipse runs its course,
followed by extreme action or surprising insight.
Prepare to feel a surge of creative energy to
slay demons you hadn’t even yet noticed.
Embrace the change. Enjoy the unexpected.
Bask in the renewal; find gratitude that
the Blood was shed for you . . . not by you.
That’s what this season is all about.
poetic proximity
“UTOPIA”
leaning against the wall of the recording studio
life of a rockstar, or…. junky?
(no).
for now, all hail my ride or die
as we drive toward the east
into the sun’s blazing eye.
laughing, and praying
as time stands still;
the waning night unforgettable
as a birth, or a kill.
things have deeper meaning,
with love imbued
(alchemy of the mundane
into universal truth).
we build our own gardens
(Eden, et al);
walking manicured paths
that lead to free fall.
i would change nothing,
even if i could.
‘cos we’ve opened the door to possibility
and closed the one marked, “should”.
©2015 OneLittleFishie
new moon supermoon eclipse equinox
the winter fades away on this spring
equinox with a new moon (which is another
supermoon) causing a solar eclipse, visible
in most of Europe and Northern Africa.
its effect will be felt worldwide, however,
for those who choose to experience the energy
of these events as a whole greater than the
sum of its parts.
setting intentions on the new moon is
traditional practice; the solar eclipse
lends the opportunity for a true ‘clean slate’.
release anything that doesn’t illuminate
a path to peace, freedom, and love.
as the light of the sun re-emerges, your
intentions are imbued with the strength
of our solar system’s life-giving star.
give gratitude for both the darkness and
the light; night and day; before and after;
and, most importantly, for here and now.
Visual Vitality
digital art collage images created by OneLittleFishie
~ • Crow Moon in Virgo • ~ 5 March 2015
Tonight’s full moon is the Crow Moon,
so named in reference to the call of the corvid
heralding the imminence of Spring.
In the sign of Virgo, this Moon brings
an underlying restlessness to this process;
thus, if you find yourself doubting the foundation of
an existing project or relationship in the next
few days, step back from the situation to assess if
the doubt has any basis in reality (likely it won’t).
Once the edginess subsides, embrace the proximity
of renewal in Spring, and offer gratitude for the
beautiful truth of what IS.
©OneLittleFishie2015
starflight (now that I have you forever…)
time falls away
as the past never happened
and the future always will
We affect only now
which reverberates eternity
all that led to this
anywhere we hope to go
the peace we create in understanding
in accepting
in respecting
revering
the blessing of love
that is happiness
consciousness creates life from circumstance
integrating dimensional opportunities
to benefit the greater good.
©OneLittleFishie 2015
parking lot start •••••• mary hannah snider
“What are you doing?”
She sipped her coffee.
“Not even gonna answer?”
“I’m not in the business of stating the obvious this morning. It’s too early.”
“It’s almost one.”
“If the liquor store isn’t open, it’s too early.”
“You’re seriously waiting for the liquor store to open?”
Sip.
“On a Sunday?”
Swallow.
“Did you even go to church?”
“Champagne will be my salvation.”
He grumbled a laugh
“Well, what are you doing here?” Uninterested, but not completely devoid of social graces.
“Getting some beer.”
“You unbelievable ass hole! Judging me for waiting and here you are doing the same thing.”
“I just forgot about the Sunday law, I’m not waiting.”
“So you just drink this early everyday, then? Buying your booze before most people are back from weekday lunch?”
She swooned with the setting of his jaw.
“You could have gone to a gas station. Probably would’ve been easier for you.”Softening her tone; so practiced, so sarcastic, “Don’t be embarrassed, Sweaty, we’re in this together.” She stroked his arm, forefinger trailing the veins hidden by his sweatshirt.
Harry was actually his name, an unwanted family heirloom, but she had long ago decided to prefer “Sweaty.” One squalid description for another, who could refuse?
“Stop that.” He swiped her hand from him, all traces of friendliness swept away with it.
The bells on the door rang behind them as the lock turned, unleashing them from the long-lost-love, talking-is-fine, this-doesn’t-hurt, scenario.
“Please,” she held the door, gesturing inside, “After you. Your beer is getting cold.”
©MaryHannahSnider 2015
at times, i rhyme
the skin I’m in
is put aside
until proximity abides.
it’s fine
(I’m mine)
but, oh!
when we’re we,
and you see
the real me.
©OneLittleFishie 2015
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