LOVE LETTER #4: On Courting (and Offending) the Goddess
exploring polarities and moving beyond the world of form
What’s up, swimmers?! Happy Full Moon in Virgo. February has flown by.
I subscribe to quite a few newsletters that speak to astrological transits and the ones I’ve received this year about the Full Moon in Virgo have been cracking me right up due to some major discrepancies about when this lunation will occur! Some have said Thursday the 22nd, others today, Friday the 23rd, and some say tomorrow, Saturday the 24th.
(FWIW, the Farmer’s Almanac says February 2024’s Snow Moon will exact at 4:30 AM PST / 7:30 AM EST on Saturday the 24th.)
Now, most agree that it’s perfectly fine to honor the moon’s cycle for the entirety of the time it occupies a certain sign. This means that you have 2-3 days surrounding the lunar phase to make magic with it. But what I find so absolutely hilarious about these differences in reporting is it perfectly represents the Pisces-Virgo polarity we’re in (the sun is currently in Pisces, the moon in Virgo).
Pisces likes Big Picture thinking, where Virgo enjoys attention to detail. Pisces says, “you have all the time in the world! Celebrate whenever you feel called to do so! It’s all good!” Virgo grumbles in the corner - “Can you believe this wishy-washy attitude? I’m trying to make a point here!”
This polarity also illustrates some of what we’ve been exploring this month—the mental matrices we engage in when attempting to make change. The balancing of the voices in our heads that cry, “KEEP GOING!” and “STOP, YOU FOOL!” The silencing of our inner critics and fearmongerers, while diving deep, head first, into faith, trust, and pixie dust.
Even with the extra day this Leap Year, the below Love Letter will wrap up February here at SITS. Thank you so much for being here, for reading along, and for letting me know that last week’s mantras from Synchromantics: in nugget form was a missed an opportunity for hole jokes!
And a huge thank you to those who’ve booked readings with me through Moonlight! I still have slots open on Wednesdays and Fridays through March if you’re interested in slinging cards or talking numbers.
Longing Lovers,
In October, I made an offering of a depinon to the goddess, Hecate.
I took the remnants of a spell I’d cast, half of an onion, and some other examples of divine detritus to a crossroads in Griffith Park and buried it for her in the dirt. I didn’t make any requests or petitions, I simply said hello, and spoke aloud my desires for a relationship with the Witch’s Goddess. Almost immediately, a squirrel came to say a sweet hello. About twenty minutes later, at the top of the mountain, I was stung by a bee.
In the months that followed, I barely had a taste for magic. I was hurting, I felt betrayed by my body, and abandoned by my guides, and my faith was at an all-time low. While I believe that I connected with Hecate again during a “dancing meditation” on a rare, high energy day, I didn’t follow up with her much after my initial offering.
The other day, while discussing the finale of True Detective: North Country with my wife, I told her about the Indigenous goddess that is at the heart of the story—a sea witch, of sorts, who was murdered by her father and left to drown, and who now exacts revenge against those who commit similar atrocities.
“You can call upon her,” I said. “But you can also offend her.”
Suddenly, I felt full body chills. I thought of Hecate.
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