Visibility of the lunar eclipse, which is penumbral, appearing slightly shaded not totally obscured
The full moon Penumbral Lunar Eclipse on Friday 16 September at 18h55 GMT in the water sign of Pisces brings with it the last of the winter snow and a few days of soaking rain for us here at home in the sunny south, although the north has not been spared that swamping feeling, as China and Taiwan currently recover from “Meranti” – its worst super typhoon in recent history (since the 1800’s), just hours before the full moon. Leaving 1.6 million homes without electricity overnight, many are feeling the soggy effects of this watery lunar peak experience, which begins at 16h55 GMT, peaks at 18h55 (20h55 RSA time) and ends at 22h55.
Super typhoon Meranti is the strongest storm to hit the planet this year, listed as category 5, with 3000kn/h winds, and almost 1 million left without water, which is ironic for so much rain. When the systems are inundated it ends up being “water water everywhere, nor any drop to drink” which is the actual quote from the Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Coleridge. Similarly when swamped by the turmoil symbolised in the current Mercury retrograde and accompanying lunar eclipse in watery Pisces, it can feel like your life is being flooded with challenges, too much to deal with, being swept away by circumstance, by the modes, or just by the emotional tides that result in breaking the banks of the stream of consciousness; the pull of the emotional tide is here in larger waves than usual. The contents of the unconscious may be found to be coming to the surface, or pouring out as the container of consciousness is bombarded, the walls are cracked and tumultuous emotional contents seeps out uncontained, surprising all including ourselves. Be ready for more than you imagined you were capable of; more passion, more feeling, more sensitivity. Potentially more hurt but also more healing, as bottled up toxic emotion is allowed to burst like a boil and release the build-up of unexpressed, long unfelt, inner, unconsciously repressed emotion, or psychic contents.
The eclipse is caused by shadows created during the alignment.
Indeed a category 3 storm named “Malakas” is also close on the heels of “Meranti” and will be the next one to peak during the full moon eclipse for those poor souls in East China. For the rest of us, we may simply find our defences weakened, our dam walls tested, some of us by excessive substance abuse, like a drunkard who becomes all weepy and tragic under the influence. Some of us may not even need substances to lower our emotional defence systems, our normal usual level of respectability, or conservatism, or reserve, or control. Life may just swamp us with one stressor too many and we may crack under its weight at this time of vulnerability. Yet not all expressions of emotion are negative. Some may find themselves having religious experiences, for want of a better term, where levels of consciousness are heightened to the point where mystical breakthroughs are achieved. So it varies as to what shape the “typhoon” takes on as it reaches our individual shores of consciousness this full moon eclipse weekend.
Those attuned to the healthy side of the Pisces full moon may be able to learn what it means to cultivate compassion, selflessness, self-sacrifice for a higher cause, or even transcendence, or that higher form of love reserved only for God, or the Universe and all her inhabitants as one family. Such surrender of the limiting ego is like a sacrifice that results in you achieving more by holding on less, coming closer by letting go, becoming fuller by emptying out. It is a potentially mystical time, though without proper guidance it can be mystifying. It all depends on your level of insight. The same world can be seen by two people quite differently, and what is daytime to some is night to the introspective, and vice versa. Do you feel me? This is an eclipse we may best approach by feeling our way through it, as hard logic falls away, and rightly so. The senses are not to be trusted or relied upon under this full moon, and those with their intuition and compassionate hearts still in place will come out all right. Physically not much may be evident on the surface, but below the surface, behind the scenes, the rest of the iceberg lies floating like the nemesis to every Titanic ego that dares to think itself superior to the laws of our Lady of Life.
Like all super storms, this can be a purifying time, a cleansing of sorts. Even tears are a way to detox the psyche on a deeper level, whether tears of ecstasy or tears of loss. What may help is to have a life jacket to weather any possible storms in your teacup. Remember to stay observant, refrain from over-reacting or being swept up into a state of over-emotionalism due to excess attachment to the subject, or object of the senses. Keep calm and have a cupcake, or keep calm and have a Kundalini moment, whatever floats your boat. When the rain falls, it falls on all of our houses. Some take care to have a sturdy umbrella to attempt to shelter, while some turn the umbrella upside down to catch the merciful drops. If its going to happen, we can simply react according to our realizations and internal perception of so-called reality in the moment. It’s all subjective really, which is another way of saying reality is up to your imagination, or heaven is in the eye of the beholder. Now where did I leave my gumboots? This full moon might be one of the best times to cultivate singing in the rain. Solitude and silence may end up being valuable commodities suddenly. You know you are reaching new levels of transcendence when the one with less is the one with so much more to gain, where empty arms hold more potential, where “nothing” is the secret to acquiring “everything” there is or ever will be. Goodbye is simply the preamble to a new hello.
What if you slept
And what if
In your sleep
And what if
In your dream
You went to heaven
And there plucked a strange and beautiful flower
And what if
When you awoke
You had that flower in you hand
Ah, what then?”
Samuel Taylor Coleridge, Complete Poems
“Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom.”