On love

I've been thinking a lot about love. What it means to each of us and in the context of our global events. Love is a word many of us use coliquially daily, if not multiple times. It’s not a word that goes misunderstood or even ignored, when spoken or heard. It’s mere suggestion is emphatic and brings weight and meaning to anything it’s associated with. 

Here we are in Cancer season and on a Solar Eclipse. Cancer rules the chest, breasts and our stomachs. It’s the sign associated with the 4th house in a natal chart, speaking to our families and our home; our roots. Between the four walls of our home, is where we get our first taste of what love looks and feel like. In the work that I do, many women are in search of their fulfilment and seeking to know who they really are and how they can powerfully allow and honour their truth. To do this, the inner child needs to move through, and ultimately beyond, the pain that otherwise engages undesired repetitive patterns or keep us ‘stuck”.

With the current global affairs- and we have many- astrologically it’s inevitable not to look at matters of our karma. Actually we can’t even address the eclipse season we are currently in, without looking to karma points- The North and South Nodes in a chart. When I look at karma and when I look at love, inevitably I’m looking at what’s fair and unfair. Who gets love and who doesn’t. Who gets safety and a sense of supportive security (love at home) and who doesn’t. So ultimately who gets to feel love first hand. And with it being a “word”, a “noun”, thats so relatable, its interesting isn’t it that not all of us, would have the privilege of experiencing its merits as of birth onwards. 

Ram Das says, “We’re all just walking each other home”, and in this Cancer and eclipse season in particular, that about sums it up. Or at least it sums up my hopes for our world, our society, our community here and every human life.

The zodiac sign Cancer knows vulnerability and sensitivity to its core. It feels another’s pain far beyond the tough exterior would suggest, and which its natives so famously put face forward. Our fragility is exposed right now. Our lack of love is exposed. Our insufficent love not only for each other, but for OUR SELVES is exposed.

And here’s a thought. What if, as an added value to all the donations we’re collectively making and to add to the energy we’re putting towards being active participants in this fight, we decide to show up and invest in our worth. In our own love. What if we each decided to commit 10% (the suggested budget for the foundation of modern life aka utilities and rent/mortgage) of our intentional energy to nurturing our inner wounds, and healing our own pain.  So that we can go forward, move in the direction of this collective healing momentum with greater conviction and resolve than ever before because we each felt safe and secure to do so of our own accord.

Love and nurturing protection may not be equally distributed and we can and must support one another where equal opportunity hasn’t been the standard. Maybe it’s a simplistic thought, and if so let’s chalk it up to the hearts-wide-open vibe of the zodiac season, but to see the change we must be the change. We must hold space for vulnerabilities around our hearts. Particulately our own. We must be open to sacrificing our self-control enough to look at our fears around the experience of love, and do so with courage. Only then will we truly be able to walk each other home. By walking ourselves home, first. And if I’m being honest, there is no energy like the present to start the journey.