know that this lunar eclipse opens the corridor. It is the loosening, the weeping, the wordless gesture before the restructure. Give yourself space. Don’t rush to understand what must first be felt. The Moon, though eclipsed, is not erased. She splutters for a moment, then returns. So will you. But different.

Excerpt: "...We spoke in the recent lunations about getting your story straight. There can be no misconceptions about your overall prowess when the world becomes fully transparent. You're either the real deal—through and through—or you can become a delusionally humiliated phony, a mere "pussycat" in the scheme of feline entities..."

Excerpt: "Your natural instinct is to fix, organise, correct. But not all pain is a mistake. Not all disorder is a flaw. By any means possible, this mysterious eclipse wants you to feel the undermining force of what cannot be tabulated, to sit with what cannot be resolved. Not forever. Just long enough to remember that being human is not a project—it’s a practice..."