Selene's Gateway: Full Moon In Scorpio '25

Tear Shaped Dew Drops Dripping With Sweat

“…It started with the shower. I was reminded that the second stanza of the Haudenosaunee “Words We Say Before All Else” is a voice of gratitude to “...our Mother the earth. Who gives us all that we need to survive…”. Then it came with a sense of comfort as I fed our still sleeping chickens in the dark. I could smell the geosmin as dark clouds started forming in the air."

11th Day of May 2025

06:13 pdt Portland Oregon

Helios 21’05” Taurus

Day of Helios Hour of Helios

Luna 8’29” Scorpio

Gateway #17 “The Black Hat” (Al Iklil)

25’42” Libra - 8’34” Scorpio

Single Card: VIII of Cups Light Seers Tarot

Tear Shaped Dew Drops Dripping with Sweat

It was hard to sleep. Anxiety stirred my heart as I was attempting to rest for today. My partner noticed my irregular breathing and tried to help. However, it only made me notice my racing heart. I couldn’t feel warmth, comfort, or ease. It was the early hours of the morning. I pulled myself out of bed thirsty for water. Thirsty for comfort. Thirsty for sleep. 3:47 am the clock seemed to scream at me. Only 73 min till my alarm would go off. I paced for a bit wondering if I should just call out of work. If I should take the day to myself. No one would blame me. That thought wasn’t bringing me comfort. Only more anxiety. So I asked my pendulum. “Should I call out from work?” quickly it responded “No”. “Should I call out from work?” a second time I asked. Once again it responded “No”. “Should I go to work?” it then quickly swung to “Yes!”. I knew I couldn’t trick it. Every now and then it’s good to try.

Now, I don’t always use my pendulum like this. I don’t always need divination to make important decisions around my personal safety or self care. Releasing that agency allowed me to sleep soundly for that last hour before my trusty alarm clock sang it’s harsh but classic “MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH MEH!”electronic rooster call.

It started with the shower. I was reminded that the second stanza of the Haudenosaunee “Words We Say Before All Else” is a voice of gratitude to “...our Mother the earth. Who gives us all that we need to survive…”. Then it came with a sense of comfort as I fed our still sleeping chickens in the dark. I could smell the geosmin as dark clouds started forming in the air. I realized I needed to pick up the pace if I was going to have a dry ride to work on my bicycle. It was in this rush that I had the thought “I should bring a picture of her with me today”. In my hustle I easily found a picture to stuff into my work bag. Gathered the rest of my things and bolted to the street.

There’s always a pause or hesitation right before I ride my bike. I’m irresponsible and reckless. I love to listen to music while I ride. Oftentimes I need a second to think about what I’ll listen to on my mourning route. My Venus is shaded by nearly every planet in my natal. So my taste can slide from sphere to sphere quickly. Today though it seemed seamless and simple. “Desperado” by The Eagles specifically from the “Eagles Live” 1980. I don’t even know how many times we’ve listened to this album together growing up.

The road was dry on my way to work.

My cheeks were not.

I wept.

There is a break in this writing as I quickly scurried off to work after the line before this one. We all worked hard. We did our best to provide everyone with an enjoyable experience. Prime rib, eggs benedict, pancakes, a build your own omelet station, deserts, fresh oysters, and so much more. We offer a buffet on Easter and Mothers Day at the hotel where I work.

I was reminded as the day flowed that a few of my coworkers had also lost their mothers this year. Also, that others had such complicated relations with their mothers that they would rather be working then to be reminded of them. Was it a healing experience to be unified under the common goal of providing a top notch experience for others on this day? Fuck no. Not under capitalism. Sure it kept me busy. My mind wandered off less to the still healing cut on my heart.

This is a story of a Scorpio Full Moon. Not just the one we experienced this week. The one that resides in my chart. I was born on Mothers Day in 1984. Luna was much faster that year. She needed to be. Scorpio was full of Malefics to dodge. Pluto(rx), Saturn(rx), and Mars(rx). All tucked into the sticky dark waters of the scorpionic swamp.

When I was younger I used to say that “I was the most painful gift a mother could have. Now I’ve been a pain in her ass ever since.” I was daft. My Mom never felt that way about me. I was frustrating and confusing. I was rebellious and often ridiculous. I wouldn’t be tamed or formed to be like the other kids.

Which really she never really wanted from me. She just wanted me to “succeed”. But I could see through the lies that society was offering. I could sense their pious bullshit and the debt lines forming at the entrances to colleges. I kicked and fought. Well where did that get to? Here I am now spending my precious hours serving an exclusive brunch. Everything that doesn’t get served will be tossed away. While people a block away starve.

There it is. Again do you hear it? That’s the emotions of my Scorpio Luna. Churning and bubbling. Resentment, disgust, defensive, and self deprecating. Does that mean all Scorpio Moons bubble and puss like this? No, not exactly like this. There is a churning though. A spikey defensive quality. It’s not too different from the Cancer Moon that wants to protect you. That wants to pull you in and give you a safe space where you can be vulnerable.

The Scorpio Moon wants to do that too. However, they’ll hiss, spite, and curse your enemies as you relay your woe to them. They may even leave you in a comfortable spot with a hot cup of soup while they go kick the ass of those who transgressed upon you. At the very least they’ll remember their names and take them down on a list like Aria Stark. This isn’t the type of care everyone looks for though. So you might want to be clear about not seeking revenge. The Scorpio Luna doesn’t have too much in common with the Pisces Luna though. Not so ready to bring everything in and try to meet at a table of agreement. I mean they’ll come to the table. But not without their stinger and slings.

Once again though. Not all charts are the same. I am speaking from a very prickly one myself.

So what do we do with this Scorpio Full Moon?

With the Scorpio Full Moon we do find ancient celebrations like Beltaine. Where giving in to natural hunger and wild abandon is found in passion and pleasure. We find the celebration of creating life itself. We see the bursting of flowers and the rolling about in pollen from bumble bees. Luna is reflecting the light from the Venusian ruled Taurus Sun. So we will look to Venus for answers.

She is blistering hot from the warmth of Aries. Receiving a trine from Mars in Leo. This creates a reciprocal nature between the three of them. Venus is not yet done with her shadow from where she stationed retrograde. This all together makes her fierce and independent. My friend Amalie Weil (antler mythos astrology) likes to talk about how in our current culture Venus isn’t as much in a state of detriment in Aries. That strong, fierce, and independent women have strength in our culture. I agree with the archetype while still using the “Traditional Condition” for interpretation. Because that fierce dedication and striving can lead to success. While also a fun, energetic, and adventurous lifestyle. It still can create the isolation and disharmony associated with a less dignified Venus.

For our Taurus Sun and Scorpio Moon though this means a disconnect and inability to provide for either. Aries cuts Venus off from having line of sight to either Taurus or Scorpio. So they are left to their own devices.

All and all we’ll say that this energy is volatile and needs comfort and care. On the flipside this care can come from ecstatic and wild release. It’s up to you to choose which would be healthiest. I personally am choosing self governed care and ease with myself. I did, however, choose wild release after the New Moon and went dancing for several hours just losing myself in the music of EDM club. Ecstatic sweat dripping and very tired legs the next day.

The Twelfth Part of the Full Moon.

Though the Full Moon can always bring light to a situation that started during the New Moon in Scorpio. It also pings the twelfth part of the sign it’s in when the Sun and Moon are at the exact moment of opposition.

This Illustrious Luna lands in the twelfth part of Cancer. Here we see Luna Full and bright in Scorpio for the first time since Mars has left her home sign of Cancer. No longer dealing with the mess of Mars and an attempt for them both to find their peace in uncomfortable positions after 101 days 18 Hours and roughly 17 minutes of Mars rx in Cancer. So there might be some clean up to do. There might be some things that get kicked up till the New Moon in Gemini that revolve around what Mars was doing in Cancer and how it was affecting both the Scorpio and Aries part of your chart.

Mars receiving the rays from a Taurus Sun can behave and share some of that light to help Luna feel more comfort and guidance. This may have been why I’ve seen so many “threads” about how powerful and releasing this Scorpio Moon has been. Part of Luna’s power is seen in the cardinal or moving waters of Cancer. A constant reminder that we can’t hold onto emotions. They can transmute into poisons. We need the power of Selene to shift the tides and break the damns. Either in blood, sweat, or tears.

It also comes to mind that we need this build up of water as well. That it’s in the fixed water where the snowpack is built up to release fresh water into the rivers throughout the hot summer. That it’s in the mutable water of clouds that form overhead that nurture the flowers that bloom to be seen. It is the flow and release. That helps the clouds pour down upon the thirsty body of Mother Earth who yearns to receive that downpour and transform it into life and sustenance for all beings.

So tend to Cancer in your chart these next weeks and help nurture the last degrees of Taurus season as well. Step out into a warm rain if you can. Get soaked and sopping wet.

May the fire inside guide you,

Devon Malone

The Esoteric Butcher

End: 06:58 pdt Portland Oregon

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