Full Moon, Full You
Full Moon, Full You
This moon in Gemini is simply too much.
Hi, doll.
I know this post is arriving at the tail end of a long weekend and that last week’s missive was even longer. But I’d be remiss if I didn’t send out a brief PSA about tonight’s full moon, which is a whirling dervish unto herself.
Let’s start with a quick quiz.
Have you noticed an uptick in mind games today? Has your monkey brain been zooming into overdrive? Do you feel scattered, stressy, messy, or overstimulated?
If the answer is yes to any of the above questions, it’s not just you. It’s also not just the hangover of Thanksgiving weekend.
It’s this bananas beaver moon—all head and hormones, with absolutely nothing to ground you but your best self. Exact at 4:16am EST Monday, it’s happening in Gemini, the sign of information and networking. With the Sun in let-it-all-hang-out Sagittarius since Wednesday, this astrology is ushering in the holiday season with quite the bang.
Take that as literally as you please, because full moons boast rawther a bawdy effect.
Usually I offer tons of earnest advice for this lunar aspect—take a salt bath, pray, offer yourself to the heavens. This still applies. But Saggie season is already a lot—high spirits; high, period—and a Gemini moon is over-involved in everyone’s business.
It’s fine to succumb to the overwhelm.
The trick is to make it fun. If you’re truly exhausted, watch or read something distracting and light—no Russian novels or existentialist indies, please. Do a puzzle like it’s 2020, or watch a comedy or MGM movie musical instead.
I prefer Mel Brooks in these moments, though I was guided to recommend Dumb Money in a session today and realized it would benefit anyone in need of unguilty pleasure.
If you’ve got the juice, shake the bad vibes out of your body by shaking a tail feather. Sagittarius season requires physical expression.
Turn on that track that always gets you off the couch. (I dig James Brown for these occasions.) Punch a pillow. Break a dish or vase you were keeping out of misplaced guilt or nostalgia.
If your lifestyle permits it, sleep with the wrong person or smoke the wrong thing. Embrace the reality that over the next 36 hours you’re bound to say the wrong thing no matter how emphatically you seal your lips.
Tonight’s holy-fool energy makes gorgeous mistakes inevitable, so why not lean in? Going off the beaten path is how we stumble upon the right one, anyway.
Just remember to drink plenty of water and to turn off your phone so you don’t do something you can’t take back. Also keep plenty of candles on hand. A full moon with this much frisson puts most electronic devices on the fritz.
Most importantly, forgive yourself and everyone else for whatever happens. All full moons entail catharsis but this one is a bona-fide bull in a china shop—utterly chaotic and utterly blameless.
In last week’s post I wrote about how the painter and medium Hilma af Klint (1862-1944) came through for me from the other side. Now she seems to be coming through a number of you. The Hilma-related dreams and coincidences many have been reporting since reading the essay are blowing my mind.
I shouldn’t be surprised. That’s how this lady likes to work.
Today is actually her solar return—all hail St. Hilma Day!—so she’s shining upon everyone willing to receive her light. Chances are good you’ll hear loud and clear from her if you’re willing.
No matter what, pay close attention to your dreams tonight. This Chatty Cathy moon has something to say and you’d do well to hear her out.
The Ruby Report is conjured with a lot of love and hard work. In upcoming posts, I will be sharing more of Hilma’s magic as well as key winter solstice rituals.
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With waggling eyebrows and slow kitty blinks,