We should realize in a vivid & revolutionary sense that we are not in our bodies but our bodies are in us.
~ Ruth St. Denis
Do you not know that your bodies are temples of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own.
~ 1 Corinthians 6:19
What a powerful transition we sat with this past weekend, The Full Moon in Virgo yesterday morning was both the last Full Moon of the
Zodiac Year as well as the height of such an auspicious Lunar cycle built on that powerful Solar Eclipse New Moon of a few weeks ago.
Virgo is an interesting sign with a lot of bad press & contradictory implications. Known as excessively detail oriented & even rigid at times, Virgo is the most disciplined & pure of all the signs, honest to a fault & accountable.
The Virgo Moon is the Virgin, this is clear.
There is a certain level of ecstasy intact in the Virgin. Often a young or younger woman, the Virgin has no filter between her & God. Both her prayers & her body are complete unto herself. She is a vessel for the Beloved. There is no distraction.
We can only be so lucky at this hectic time on the planet ~ to have no distraction in our search for God.
It seems like every minute there is a crisis, every minute a reason to doubt, so much pressure, so much free fall ~ but perhaps this weekend we got a glimpse of the divine opening, the detox, the god filter.
It’s a possibility.
If only for a heartbeat, to shine the way.
I know you know this, but let me place the divine reminder in your hand:
Nothing happens by accident.
No matter how awkward, surprising or uncomfortable.
I spent the weekend in ceremony in a room that I have spent much time in. Because of my role in the events held in this room, I usually sit in the same spot, but in a series of (Of course) perfect synchronous events, not the least of which my oft mentioned change of travel plans in the last month, I ended up sitting on the opposite side of the room.
Sitting directly above my usual seat was a painting that I had only glanced at before. In this situation, the evening/morning of the Virgo Full Moon I had the opportunity to stare into it continuously.
It was a painting of gold, 3 feet wide with a dove or Holy Spirit at the center. To one side was a bald eagle, to the other was a raven.
In the weeks leading up to this ceremony, I had been in almost a perpetual state of alarm, nothing I couldn’t handle, but severely uncomfortable.
I thought that the only way through would be a breakdown or breakthrough that would be chaotic & disassembling, something that would take up a lot of room, disturb other people.
Instead, as I stared up into this painting I became more & more clear,
more simple, less dramatic. There were moments that I thought nothing was happening.
I was patient & suddenly it did not matter what I was waiting for.
I had all the time in the world because I was all the time in the world.
This is Virgo. This is the Virgin state. This is the clear field before the activation of the seed that begins in Aries & on The Vernal Equinox (March 20).
This is the letting go. We can do this.