Born on a MOONday

Tonight’s Strawberry Moon is poised to reach its peak, just moments before the stroke of midnight. The Full Moon has always served as a beacon of intrigue and enchantment for me. Positioned precisely 180 degrees away from the Sun, it symbolizes a complete opposition, representing the dualistic dance between these celestial entities. In this cosmic interplay, we witness the harmonious intermingling of contrasting forces—the Alpha and Omega, the Yin and Yang, the divine union of Krishna and Radha—forming the animus and anima of our Solar System.

Born on a Monday, under the influence of a Full Moon aspect, I often find myself navigating a relentless conflict between reason and emotion, an exhausting clash of contradictions within my very being. My existence is an intricate tapestry of duality, forever entwined with the recurring manifestation of this profound concept.
A chaser of emotion, a wanderer, wild at heart, and with introvert tendencies but putting up extrovert shows, I remain logical and respectful of the status quo.

But in the realm of dreams, where slumber and consciousness intertwine, lies the undeniable truth known to my every cell.
A truth defying every cherished value and principle pierced my chest like a swift arrow in flight. It traveled against the currents, challenging my very core.
It is in this ethereal space that our souls converge, causing the backdrop of reality to fade into obscurity.

You have been known to me long before this moment. I embarked on a quest, searching diligently for fragments of your essence in this vast world, only to discover glimpses of you scattered within the souls of people and the places that captured my heart. Will we need another thousand years to make it right?