Eclipse

On 3/3/26 at 3:33 am there will be a full moon eclipse in Virgo. I have an alarm set to wake up and prepare to capture some of the energy it will be delivering.

Though conventional full moon energy is about culmination, eclipses disrupt this typical rhythm; they may result in a banishing, but the flow is less intentional. We have less influence over what we decide to release. Instead, the universe will wield its scythe to carve away what we need to shed to be ready for what will come to be.

Virgo places focus on matters of practicality, substance, and physical manifestation. It also rules healing, restoration, and release of outmoded energy. Moving what is inside us into future phases of evolution emphasizes our most repeated patterns so that we can determine whether they still serve us.

I won’t deny that this prospect is slightly daunting. The idea of any additional chaos descending upon my life right now feels less like a far-reaching trend impacting universal energies writ-large, and more like an admonition directed at me like a cosmic searchlight. So much of my focus over the last year has been uncovering the truths inside me that I had consigned to darkness so that I could bring them back into dialogue with the rest of the knowing I deploy in my daily life.

I have tried to make this deliberate effort with attendant courage and perseverance. With an eye on the future more fully informed by an integrated understanding of the past. The complicating influence of grief has been a force multiplier in many ways; its capricious nature injecting a series of staggering setbacks to my perceived emotional progress. It has left me feeling, at many turns, disconnected from time and divided from a grounded sense of place.

To further complicate this impression, I haven’t been sure where I would be living for the next year. There were moving parts beyond my control that were causing a considerable amount of anxiety. I was scrambling mentally to cobble together a strategy in case it didn’t go the way I hoped. Thankfully, I was able to confirm recently that I’ll be able to stay put. I’ve been delaying certain homemaking tasks because I didn’t know whether I would still be here long enough to enjoy them. Seeds to plant, curtains to hang, walls to paint have all been swirling in the back of my mind as ways to more fully inhabit my space. Now it feels safe to begin these undertakings, knowing I will be remaining in this place I have truly come to love.

So what else might this eclipse reveal to me? I’m a little scared to find out, even if it will only serve to illuminate what obstacles I need to sidestep as I keep to the path of restoration. Perhaps it will be softer than the glare of revelation I am bracing for, if the universe sees fit.