By Becca Wolfson
When I consider how my light is spent
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodg’d with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest he returning chide,
“Doth God exact day-labour, light denied?“
I fondly ask. But Patience, to prevent
That murmur, soon replies: “God doth not need
Either man’s work or his own gifts: who best
Bear his mild yoke, they serve him best. His state
Is kingly; thousands at his bidding speed
And post o'er land and ocean without rest:
They also serve who only stand and wait.”
-- John Milton
The immortal poet, Milton wrote Sonnet 16, either as blindness was overcoming his vision, or after his sight had been fully eclipsed.
He wrote, “The also serve who only stand and wait.” before the epic beauty of Paradise Lost. He could not possibly know that his humility, his disability, would expand his inner vision. I am not suggesting that our pain, our flaw, or even our weakness should be a fetishization of suffering. But I do know that meaning can be created out of the crushing nature of reality. That what we think will do us in, is rarely our actual kryptonite. That there is a much much much bigger picture is not merely true, it is in fact, fact. And at times if that is the only fact to believe in, especially under this Full Moon, I highly recommend the cosmic beauty of Science and Starlight.
How can we straddle the immense contradictions of this world? When the Moon is full in Pisces and the Sun is in Virgo, our hearts thrive when we embrace the everyday with earnest and logical, even Spock-like devotion. Logic applied to the light at the edge of the universe, must stretch beyond the known. I would venture to say we are entering into some Kantian territory here, but that is a much much longer story than we have time for here.
Our Full Moon Pisces hivemind demands the cunning brilliance of the political strategist, and the vast heart of the mystic. In other words, faith. It is the absurdly moving and delightful triumphant faith of
Dolly Parton singing ‘Peace Train; with Lady Black Mzambo:
It need not be Christian faith, as Milton writes about in Sonnet 16, and it need not be religious faith at all. But we (none of us) can survive this world for very long or with much joy, without faith in something. And sometimes, as Virgo energy can teach us, that faith may look as simple as devotion to craft, to work, to your own being as having value in the world. And under the brilliant light of the Pisces Full Moon, that light of service grows bigger and deeper, and edges on the brilliant and uncanny.
If we can find the devotion to creation, the humor in the dark next to the boogeyman, if we can find the fiery brands of peace, then we might just reach paradise on earth. On , we vibrate to the Pisces Full Moon, highlighting Jupiter in Virgo, Sun in Virgo, and the bitter beauty of the end of Saturn in Scorpio.
I think the Pisces Full Moon may be the most Cosmic of them all, and the weirdest, the beautifulest, and the most forgiving. And yet, this Moon does not stand for injustice, greed, or harbor much patience with the deliberately or willfully ignorant stances of the cruel. This Moon stands up with a giant love for all the vulnerable, and when it meets the Virgo Sun, that love might most especially need to be sent back to you. How do you crumble under your own empathy? How do you open to the world and stay shut to your own creative vision? Do you fight for everyone and everything but yourself; and while hiding your own seething resentments or harbors of hostility? Both Pisces and Virgo, in their own ways, play the martyr game. Yet both signs embody and live a deeper kinder more loving devotion than just about any other sign.
This Full Moon encompasses the elevated and tragic beauty, the inchoate sorrow of Billy Holiday singing Strange Fruit:
But This Moon does not just travel to the depths of incomprehensible pain, it flies to the edge of space with the brilliance of Einstein, and laughs with an absurd and cutting joy, that comes from knowing, We are all of so much more and so much less, than we could ever truly know.
At the highest vibration, and given the current astrological circumstances of our moment in time, we have the potential to forgive, to forget, and to rise up. We also have the potential to feel threatened by our own and others vulnerabilities and imperfections. Don’t submit to the cruelty of your clear-sight… If you are getting lost in the thickets and moors, if you are raging at either the night or the dude in the cubicle next door, try to breathe and get weird while staying real.
The challenge of this moon, and perhaps of all time, is to find the Faith of the Cosmic Error, to accept the unacceptable, and to heal the unhealable. To love what is, to find the pleasure of the mundane, to honor the horror and laugh at the night. If this is all sounding very Rob Brezny, well, I am thinking about his book, ProNoia, right now, and his own method of crazy wisdom Astrology, to which I am surely indebted.
Remember, there were other times, other paradigms, and other truths than whatever is rattling through your monkey mind, at this or any particular moment. So see if you can expand to the great mental beyond while walking down the street.
Happy Full Moon, my friends. Here is one last one to send you on your way… Because I promise, even when it seems otherwise… even if it is just your cat, or your death metal record collection or your geranium, there is something you love, and if you love some piece of the world, it will love you back.