Fire Dancing on Water
Libra Season Musings
The ideas of balance, justice, and choice have been living with me all Libra season. The Libra cards in the tarot (Justice and the Two, Three, and Four of Swords) have felt especially present. That moment between truth and decision, when you feel the weight of both sides of the scale in your hands and realize one holds your mind and the other holds your heart.
How do we balance the scales?
What does justice really mean in a world so divided?
What happens when the balance that needs restoring is within us?
There are moments when choosing myself feels selfish. As if tipping the scales toward my own replenishment makes me a bad person. But I’ve learned that connection without reciprocity isn’t connection at all. How can I show up for others if I’m not showing up for myself? How can any relational dynamic feel just if I’m always the one doing the giving and never letting myself be the receiver?
I’ve always been a giver, a mediator. I have always leaned into the role of the one who holds the space for others. Eventually, neutrality began to feel like denial. The balanced scales in Justice and the blindfold in the Two of Swords (meant to represent fairness and impartiality) suddenly looked like symbols of avoidance. I saw how often I’d worn that blindfold myself, staying quiet to keep things smooth, suppressing my needs for the sake of peace. None of it actually helped balance the scales of my life. It only kept them tipped in a direction that was no longer sustainable with how I show up in partnership.
This Libra season, I decided to take off the blindfold. To see. To speak. To act.
I set boundaries. I said what I’d been holding back or only writing in my journal. I stopped holding other people’s emotions and shared my own. I chose myself, even when my old parts and patterns screamed, “Stop, this is dangerous! They might not like what you have to say.” But Mars and Mercury have been moving through Scorpio, my seventh house of partnership (and the seventh house always carries Libra energy too), so as an astrologer, I knew there was no better time than now.
It felt good, honestly. Peace born from courage instead of avoidance. I’ve been able to wield the Libran sword of truth because I’ve learned how to pause long enough to listen to my own inner voice. This helped clue me in about why I felt out of balance relationally and what needed to shift this season. This rebalancing has rippled through my collaborations, my closest relationships, and even the rhythm of my days between productivity and rest, care for myself and care for others.
Our personal flames deserve tending.
Our personal desires are sacred.
Peace without truth isn’t balance. It’s suppression.
Balance, I’m realizing, involves movement. It’s like the moment when fire dances on water. Passion illuminating the depths instead of being extinguished by them.
That imagery felt especially true under the Aries Full Moon, which lit up my twelfth house, the watery realm of spirit, dreams, and release. Aries rules that part of my chart, so the energy of this lunation was fire moving through water, courage moving through the unseen. It reminded me that even within the soul’s quiet tides, my inner flame still knows how to burn clear, how to move, how to lead me home. After a series of North Node eclipses, I have become very familiar with what it means to have an Aries ruled twelfth house. This Full Moon was the first New or Full Moon in Aries that was not an eclipse in this part of my chart since July 2023, just a month before I courageously created The Cosmic Counselor.
Since starting this cosmic work, I have learned that a daily sense of calm, balance, and less pressure actually helps me create more. Showing up resourced changes everything. Aligning with lunar and planetary rhythms helps me listen to my body more than my mind. Forgiving and showing compassion for my past self opens space for softness. She was just trying to survive in a way she was taught would work. Now I get to choose differently.
Another huge part of Libra season for me was centered around Venus moving through Virgo and meeting up with the South Node (the point of release). I felt stripped bare. My joy dimmed, my pleasure dulled. Even things that usually delight me, like the release of a Taylor Swift album, fell flat. It was as if the universe was whispering, What brings you joy now? How will you ever have fun again?
It actually felt very confronting and depressing.
Luckily, under the Aries Full Moon, something released. I began to feel lighter, softer, more like myself again. My joy returned through magic, an old love taking on new life.
Over the past year, I’ve been dabbling in magic again, quietly, privately, tenderly. But something about this Aries Full Moon ignited a new level of confidence. That lunar fire burned away hesitation. For the first time in a long while, I didn’t just believe in my magic, I actually trusted it. From that trust, joy bloomed again.
I remembered how much I loved magic and spirit as a child. The Ouija board. The Craft. Games like“Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board.” Playing with the elements. I was never afraid of the unseen. I was fascinated by it. That wonder is where my aliveness has always lived.
So I returned to it.
I cast spells. I built new altars. I shopped for herbs and candles and other materials for my spellwork and felt giddy doing it. I played with the universe again, but not only through the tools of astrology and tarot. It felt powerful, not because it was new, but because I finally felt worthy of the power I’ve always held.
The inner child magician in me is back, and she’s confident this time. She knows her magic is real because it’s been tested by time, doubt, and fire, and still it shines.
All emotions are temporary. All endings recycle into beginnings. There’s always a rainbow after the storm if you’re willing to look for it, and even the rainbow eventually fades back into light.
Libra season reminded me that harmony isn’t about perfection. It’s about motion. It’s about allowing the scales to sway and trusting they’ll find rhythm again. It’s about knowing that justice begins when we tell ourselves the truth, and joy begins when we remember our magic and dare to believe in it again.
✨ If these reflections spoke to you, join me for In Flow with the Moon on Monday, October 20 (7:15-8:45 pm ET). This is a workshop on connecting with your natal moon and moving with lunar cycles for emotional regulation, ritual, and renewal. This was all part of how I began learning how to nurture myself. All participants also receive a 22 page lunar guidebook that you can return to again and again. You can register HERE.