I’m surrounded by Pisces. Pisces friends, exes, students,
clients, collaborators…I really have no business being around them, being of an
Aries persuasion and all. The two really have nothing to do with each other;
Aries is individuation, Pisces is unity. Aries is frank, Pisces is occult. Aries
is the beginning, Pisces is the end. But, there’s a door in the “other people”
area of my natal chart that swings wide open for the slippery sign of the fish.
I’m perpetually enchanted, frustrated, and lost with this
energy. It’s an intoxicating miasma. For those of you who aren’t generally beguiled
by Pisces’ special charm, let’s see you swim your way out of this eclipse. It’s
the grand finale in an 18-month run of eclipses on the Pisces-Virgo axis. So
this is the end. The end. (For about a decade anyway). Everything must go! The
Pisces-Virgo axis is about purification and healing.
Any relationship that’s been hanging on by a thread, old
situations on life support, projects on their last legs will be dissolved. And you can forget about getting too comfy on
that fence. If nothing comes up for you right now, see what washes up on the
shore in the next few weeks. Pay attention to intuitive hits, gut feelings, and
odd synchronicities. This is how Pisces communicates. Pisces wants you to be
emotionally lean, gracefully let go, and float…onto the next thing.
Now, here’s where it gets really weird: at the exact time we
get this dreamy eclipse in Pisces (conjunct Neptune and south node, with Mercury
and Chiron hangin in Pisces too), we’re getting an exact conjunction of Mars
and Uranus in Aries. That’s Mars, god of war, in his own sign conjunct Uranus,
planet of rebellion. This is fireworks! This is sudden departure. Traditionally
it’s violence, and accidents that arise from unchecked anger. It could be accelerated actions and unpredictable impulses of all kinds.
So, depending on where these aspects fall in your chart and
what you’ve been up to the past couple of years, you may feel one vibe more
than the other. You may feel both; sort of like floating up from the bottom of
the pool and drawing your first breath of fire.