by Joyce & Barry Vissell
(An excerpt from the Vissell’s new book, To Really Love a Woman)
To be vulnerable with a woman is to allow yourself to be seen and known in your entirety, not just your powerful, independent, secure, loving and capable self. Yes, you love a woman by being powerful, by protecting her from all harm, by fathering the little girl inside her, and by gently taking the lead. But without vulnerability your loving is incomplete.
To be vulnerable is to show her your fear, pain, shame, and need for love. Showing your vulnerability, by the classic definition, is showing your weakness and therefore showing the way to be attacked and defeated. This is the military model. If you’re fighting in a battle, you avoid vulnerability. The problem is that this model is entirely useless if you’re striving for intimacy. Many of us have been programmed since our early days on the playground to avoid vulnerability so we wouldn’t get attacked by other kids. The choice is clear. Do we want to avoid vulnerability with our beloved, or do we want to feel the heights of love?
To be vulnerable, contrary to what many people think, makes you truly attractive, even irresistible. The opposite of vulnerability is keeping on your armor, your protection from being hurt. Trouble is, this armor also keeps love away from you.
It’s often more difficult for men to show their vulnerability. We’re so often raised with “machismo.” We hear the messages, “Be a man. Men don’t cry. Never show your fear.” We’re taught to hold in our feelings. We view all feelings except anger (and related feelings like frustration, irritation, and annoyance) as a sign of weakness. Yet it is our vulnerability that is our real strength, not the hollow bravado we usually display to the world.
After years of experience, Joyce and I have come to realize the extreme importance of vulnerability. I feel it is impossible to truly love another person without being vulnerable. I like the expression of “intimacy” as “into me see.” To be intimate is to let your partner see into you … all of you, not just the parts you like about yourself. Intimacy has come to mean sex for many people, but it is so much more. Vulnerability is the cornerstone of intimacy. Vulnerability allows you to be seen at the most fundamental level.
I love to lead men’s retreats, and by the end of these weekends all the men understand the importance of vulnerability. During these weekends we experience the tenderness of fathering one another, and the liberation of having our inner little boys safely loved by other men as fathers. We share our pain, our fears, our shame, our feelings of unworthiness and insecurity. And most importantly, we experience how our vulnerability allows us to be more authentic, and how this authenticity makes us more loveable – and more powerful – in the eyes of every man present.
For most of the men, it’s easier to be vulnerable at these weekend retreats with other men than it is to be vulnerable with the women in their lives. A standard of safety is established from the beginning of the retreat. They often admit that they lack this safety at home with their wives or partners. Some admit to being scared of women, that somehow women have the power to hurt them. Therefore, as a true solution to this problem, I challenge each man to bring their vulnerability to the important women in their lives. By doing this, they create the safety they need, rather than waiting for their women to create the safety for them. It’s touching for me to hear from the wives and partners after a men’s retreat. Quite often I am thanked by these women who are deeply moved by the vulnerability of their partners.
4 ways to be more vulnerable with a woman:
Timing is important here. You need to be sensitive to her level of receptivity. She may not be ready to drop everything just because you want to express your vulnerability. It may not work to blurt out your vulnerability as she races around the house after the children. It never hurts to ask her first: “Honey, I have something vulnerable to share with you. Is this a good time for you?” Then listen to see if she’s really ready, not just automatically saying yes.
- Ask her for help.If you don’t ask her for help, you foster the illusion that you don’t need her. But you do need her … in a thousand ways. And don’t only ask for help in physical ways, like helping you hang a picture. Ask for emotional support, like holding you when you feel sad, or for reassurance when you feel insecure. Ask for spiritual help too, like sitting with you in prayer or meditation.
- Admit that you need her love.When a woman feels needed as well as protected, she feels really loved. If she feels needed but not protected, then she goes into “mother mode,” and you become another one of her children. Definitely not attractive to her! When she feels you need her love as much as she needs yours, she can relax into the relationship.
- Let her know, without anger, when you feel hurt by her.It’s easy to bypass hurt feelings and jump right into anger. Even though I more typically express my anger, reflexively covering over my hurt, I sometimes will let Joyce know I feel hurt by something she did or said. Showing my hurt, without the anger, shows Joyce my vulnerability. It also shows her how important she is to me. She loves this and will usually immediately apologize.
- Be courageous enough to admit your fears to her.Yes, you have just as many fears as she does. Women tend to speak more about their fears. You may hold them inside, or worse, not even be aware of them. That does not mean you’re less afraid. Admit your fears about failure, not being good enough, or even losing her through death. This makes you more human, more vulnerable, and definitely more attractive to her.
The Vissell’s new books, To Really Love a Woman and To Really Love a Man, can be ordered from their website with free shipping at http://sharedheart.org/sharedheart2/books-and-dvds.html, or from Amazon.com
Here are a few opportunities to bring more love and growth into your life, at the following longer events led by Barry and Joyce Vissell:
Feb 4-11, 2018 — Hawaii Couples Retreat on the Big Island
Jul 22-27, 2018 — Shared Heart Summer Retreat at Breitenbush Hot Springs, OR
Oct 11-17, 2018 — Assisi Retreat, Italy
Joyce & Barry Vissell, a nurse/therapist and psychiatrist couple since 1964, are counselors near Santa Cruz, CA, who are widely regarded as among the world’s top experts on conscious relationship and personal growth. They are the authors of eight books, including two new books, To Really Love a Woman and To Really Love a Man.
Call 831-684-2299 for further information on counseling sessions by phone or in person, their books, recordings or their schedule of talks and workshops. Visit their web site at SharedHeart.org for their free monthly e-heartletter, their updated schedule, and inspiring past articles on many topics about relationship and living from the heart.
by Susan Evans
One day as Father and I were returning from our walk we found the Grote Markt cordoned off by a double ring of police and soldiers. A truck was parked in front of the fish mart; into the back were climbing men, women, and children, all wearing the yellow star. . . .
“Father! Those poor people!” I cried. . . .
– Corrie ten Boom, The Hiding Place: The Triumphant True Story of Corrie Ten Boom
It is June 2008, and I am in Haarlem, a quintessential Dutch little town fifteen minutes’ train ride from Amsterdam. My hotel entrance opens up onto the vibrant Grote Markt where ten streets meet. Surrounding the busy square, the gothic Groote Cathedral and the renaissance-styled Vleeshal shine like architectural jewels in the sun. An art museum, originally the old fish market, sits on the shadow side of the Great Church. Cafe tables glint silver from several restaurants, and on market days stalls overflow with brightly colored fruits, cheese, fish, and flowers.
The afternoon is hot and bright. Under a wide blue sky, I go exploring down the cobblestone streets, and then meander around the canals under shade trees casting lacy shadows in the water. People of all ages — young fathers with children in baskets, professional women in suits and high heels, elderly people with vegetables in sacks — cycle by. When I tire, I circle back towards the Market Square, and wander down a street lined with glimmery upscale boutiques.
I notice a heavy green door near an alley on a corner building with a funny gabled roof. A sign on the door posts hours of operation for the Corrie ten Boom House. So this small brick building wedged into the cityscape was her family’s home and watch shop. I did not remember she had lived in Haarlem, but I do remember that famous symbol of Dutch resistance — the Hiding Place. I want to see it for myself.
The tour begins promptly at 10:00 the next morning. A woman guide ushers all of us history buff English-speakers into the downstairs of the narrow structure. The small parlor, furnished with period pieces from the 1940s with pale wallpaper, yellow and opal transom windows, and billowy white curtains seems feminine as a little girl’s dollhouse.
The docent speaks of World War II, the 1940 invasion and occupation of a neutral Holland, and Haarlem streets overrun with German tanks. Hard to imagine these sunny, trendy streets, alive with tourists and everyday citizenry peddling by on bicycles, in the altered light of occupied Holland. Only 68 years ago, men strutted down these streets in olive drab uniforms, while Jews, yellow stars fastened to their coats, furtively stayed to the shadows. The sky, not crystal blue like today, but more the color of ashes.
The docent says most of the Dutch in 1940 thought the war would be over soon, so they submitted, keeping their heads down, averting their eyes to the atrocities, hoping to protect themselves, their families, and their property. The price for rebellion too steep for most. Only a small minority risked everything — even their lives — to resist the Germans’ increasingly brutal domination.
I gaze at a family portrait on the parlor wall as the guide speaks of the ten Boom family – the elderly bearded father, and the 2 serious-faced daughters with upswept hairdos over high foreheads. Already in their 50s during the war years, the women look more like church ladies clicking knitting needles around a fireplace than fearless warrior women. And they actually were Dutch Reformed church ladies on the outside. But underneath, a different story: the same DNA as young David staring down the monstrous and powerful Goliath. Ironic that the Nazis thought women were helpless!
Although so many in Holland closed their eyes and doors to the Jews, the ten Booms said yes, and opened their small home to “all of God’s people” as Corrie’s father said — frantic and desperate Jews, resistance workers, intellectuals, and students seeking asylum.
The downstairs feels compressed and confining. Certainly not room enough for the ten Booms, and as many as 7 illegals seeking safe passage out of the country. How did they manage? But manage they did, smack in the center of Haarlem under the noses of the Nazis.
To signal that the shop was safe to enter, the family placed a triangular Alpina Clock sign in an upstairs window and installed an electric warning buzzer in case of a Nazi raid. Desperate times these.
The tour guide leads our group up the narrow stairs to see the hiding place. It is in Corrie’s old bedroom because her room was on the third floor — usually the last room searched. A member of the Dutch resistance built the hidden enclosure with donated supplies sequestered in by family and friends posing as customers, via boxes, bags, and in rolled up newspapers. A crude ventilation system, too, rigged up for breathing.
Now the wall is cut away to reveal the space to us tourists, but then, the secret room was concealed by a cupboard and behind a false wall. Looks about the size of a small closet, barely big enough to store a few coats and shoes.
Refugees practiced running up that tight staircase as fast as they could in order to reach the safety behind the fake wall. They had about a minute to scale the stairs, claw the cupboard door open, slide a panel, and crawl in on hands and knees before the downstairs door might burst open and the Gestapo stomp in.
The docent says that in February 1944, a Dutchman betrayed the family and told the Germans that Jews were hiding in the watch shop. Like a malevolent wind, the Nazis swept into the home. Concealed in the wall enclosure were two Jewish men, two Jewish women, and two members of the Dutch underground.
When the soldiers had no luck inside, but convinced that the Jews were in the house somewhere, they posted guards outside, hoping to starve fugitives out.
How six people survived, cowering in that small enclosure for any length of time, much less for the necessary 30 hours, I try to imagine. That thin wall between me and almost certain death; my insides twisted and coiled like a strand of barbwire; and my heart as if impaled by a jagged edge of a swastika. Aware that the lives of the other 5 people hinge on my silence. Dreading a cold blast of air hitting me at any minute before I’m yanked out by Germans and pushed through the streets of Haarlem to a train. And not knowing if I will perish from starvation. This hole in the wall — my coffin or my refuge?
Did those hunted souls hold trembling hands? Did they pray in that 30-inches deep closet? Did the 4 Jewish stars gleam softly in the dark illuminating the cold walls of their secret room?
Somehow, the six trapped people did remain concealed for nearly 3 days on one tin of biscuits, but with no water or bathroom, and unable to even lie down. Finally, an undercover Dutch police officer told the Nazis he would take over the watch and prevent anyone escaping from the house. After their long tortuous hours, the hideaways scrambled out from their small cell through an upstairs window.
As for the ten Booms, they were arrested and sent to labor camps. The father and Corrie’s sister never returned.
The guide said that after the war five of the fugitives were accounted for — the four Jews were taken to new “safe houses”. One underground workers was reported to be alive, the other’s fate unknown. Probably dead, everyone thought.
Years passed. Corrie ten Boom published The Hiding Place in 1971. In 1980, the old watch shop was converted into the Corrie ten Boom museum. Tourists came from all over the world after reading Corrie’s poignant book.
During a tour of the house — I suspect similar to mine — a docent escorted tourists around the museum. The guide followed the same script as our docent – stating that no one had ever heard what had happened to that last resistance worker in 1944. Had he reached safety or perished in the scourge of war?
There were the usual murmurs back then, as of now; the audience lamenting the probable death of this underground worker. But the normalcy of that tour abruptly ended when an older man, standing in the shadows, stepped forward and with tears in his eyes, said, “I am that man you speak of and I did survive.”
It had been over 40 years, but the Dutch underground worker returned, finally ready to face the searing memories of his past. The hiding place — that visible reminder of his 30 hours of horror and suffering mingled with a frantic, feverish hope. Those tortuous hours that defined the rest of his life. No other experience could ever compare — that time his life balanced like a feather on the scale of life and death.
A jolt goes through my 2008 tourist group. A shiver courses down my spine and tears sting my eyes.
A true miracle, when there seems to be so few in the world sometimes. And not only this man’s miraculous survival against the odds, but the miracle of an ordinary family’s faith and courage. The ten Booms saved nearly 800 Jews with only their tiny little shop, prayer, and an unyielding reliance on their Creator.
It is a reminder that Divine power transcends human weakness and evil intent, weapons and tanks and soldiers, tear gas, bombers, and death camps. Accessible to all, but only a few intrepid souls like the ten Booms tap into this universal power. But we all possess the right DNA — we ordinary people, just like the ten Booms — and during extraordinary times are given the grace and power to rise above the smoke and fire of evil to play larger roles in the service of humanity.
And I believe that, although we are not in the midst of World War II, the past matters as a testament and lesson for the present. And I believe that there always is and will continue to be a subliminal underground realm of compassionate souls, saints and angels in this dimension and in many others, that aid humanity anytime the storm clouds of bigotry, violence, and hatred threaten to consume the world.
About the author:
Susan Evans is a writer, international volunteer and traveler, and English professor in eastern Tennessee.
by Suzanne Selvester
Going to Norway I had an open mind and no expectation because as a fan of Eckhart Tolle for many years, I wanted to avoid feeling disappointed if a life changing experience didn’t manifest.
Arriving at Oslo airport, I was immediately stuck by the familiarity because it felt very much like arriving at any English airport. The train ride of two hours to Oslofjord Convention Centre was uneventful as I sat sipping my coffee and enjoying the Norwegian countryside. It was here that the familiarity ended with most of the wooden houses similar to small barns and painted red. The countryside was very green and lush with miles and miles of trees making it feel very Scandinavian indeed.
When I arrived, I checked in, had dinner and took my seat for the first of Eckhart’s talks. I felt nervously excited at the prospect of seeing him in the flesh and as he emerged from the corner of the stage I was spellbound. There was no grand entrance, he quietly made his way to a chair in the centre of the stage and sat down. The large room which held about nine hundred people was deadly silent and he just sat and looked around, his blue eyes taking it all in. He was also completely silence for at least five minutes and then he began to speak and oh what a beautiful sound it was.
Being hearing impaired meant I had a front row seat, beside the centre walkway so I was sitting about ten feet from him and could feel his energy permeating towards me. He welcomed us in a quiet voice and commented on the stillness of the room which impressed him. He then talked about the essence of consciousness, how the present moment is all we ever have and even when we project our lives into the future, which most of us do, the event, situation, or whatever it is that we are focused on, will happen in the present moment at that time. He asked us to minimise our dependance on electronic devices for the weekend and to practice just ‘being’ as much as possible.
There were people from over sixty countries, some as far as America and China and all on their own personal journey. Many had suffered deep emotional pain that had woken them up and had travelled far and wide just to see him. As the weekend progressed and we listened to him for two hours twice a day, we all fell completely in love with him, with his message of consciousness, his humility, his compassion and surprisingly his humour. The idea of his fame amused him greatly.
He impressed upon us the importance of consciousness to counteract the current insanity we’re witnessing in the world. He thought those of us already awake responsible for being the light to others. He talked about suffering and how we suffer unnecessarily and only when we consciously decided that we don’t want to suffer will our suffering end. This is achieved through being aware of the present moment, having gratitude in our lives and of course love, in all it’s forms.
I was lucky enough to ask him a question. From nearly 900 people, only 7 or 8 were picked so I felt very blessed to be interacting with him. I was so nervous as I approached the mic because my legs were shaking but I pulled myself together and said hello to him. I explained how I’d recently discovered myself a control freak, a manipulating one who (in a covert way) could influence the result of certain situations in my life. I told him I’d always thought myself easy going so this realisation had come as a surprise to me.
I explained that surrender and allowing the universe to guide me in the future was something I was consciously doing, but my question to him was this:
‘How can I let go of control in the areas of my life that require my daily attention. Raising my children, interacting with friends and family, my ex husband, my work and so on?’
I wanted to know how to interact without being so bossy and impatient in certain situations, particularly with my kids. He thought the reference to raising children a very important one and immediately my ego swelled with my sense of importance. I felt like I’d been invited to the front of class to receive my gold star.
His answer was to find the middle part. Whilst control was important, particularly in raising children and their need for boundaries, even more important was the reason for that control. Was it for the good of the situation or was it because my ego needed to be right and to get it’s own way. He asked me to think on that the next time I found myself trying to control. He went on to talk about his own experience of being over protected as a child which wasn’t a good memory and impressed the importance of finding the middle ground not just in raising children but in all areas of our lives. We talked back and forth for a bit which felt so surreal because here I was having a conversation with Eckart Tolle and I was freaking out.
After about 10 minutes, I thanked him and sat down still reeling from the euphoria of the moment. Later that evening some of the audience approached me to say that they thought most of us were manipulating, control freaks at some point in our lives which made me smile.
All of his talks were amazing as were Kim Eng’s (his wife) who talked in the mornings but his penultimate talk on the Saturday evening was a crescendo of consciousness. The whole room was captivated by his presence and his energy. He answered more questions, he hugged people, offered compassion and incredible insight and he even made jokes, usually referring to the madness of presidents and kings.
This man is sixty seven years old and told us all categorical that if he had a choice, he would spend 90% of his time just ‘being.’ He thought the universe was smiling because he currently spent 90% of his time ‘doing,’ in order to help the rest of us spend time just ‘being’ and found the irony of this very funny, but he also recognised the importance of what he was doing for the future of humanity.
As I looked around the room I felt lucky to be spending time with a wonderful group of people, each one looking for something different from this experience. Some desperate for answers with their pain very visible to those around them and some happy to just enjoy the positive energy of Eckhart and the group. I was lucky enough to be in the latter category because having already experienced the desperation that comes in looking for answers from a spiritual teacher, I could enjoy this weekend more without that and I was extremely grateful.
During his last talk on Sunday morning, he thanked us, said goodbye and informed us that our career as spiritual seekers was over. We were now to spread the light of consciousness and we left the auditorium on a high with our new found sense of purpose.
Summing up I can honestly say that it truly was a magical experience, one I will never forget. Having been on my own journey for many years, I already feel aligned with the universe and free from the burden of my mind, well most of the time anyway, but I left Norway with more clarity, more peace and more certainty in my own desire to be a spiritual teacher through speaking, writing and life coaching so thank you for that Eckhart and thank you to the helpers and organisers with their warm welcome, their kindness and their enthusiasm to help make sure our experience was even more special.
To my Eckhart Tolle friends, I say this without reservation. If you can possibly attend one of his retreats in your lifetime, do it. Listening to this magnificent man is life changing and his message is profound yet simple. An evening with him or a retreat in the future will truly be worth every second of your time and money.
About the author:
Suzanne Selvester says she has been on an incredible journey of self realisation which has transformed her life completely and will soon be releasing a book which is an account of that. She is a professional speaker on the subject of self awareness and gives talks in London. Subjects usually are, ‘being the best version of you,’ and ‘happiness is not a goal.’ She spreads the light of consciousness and tries to offer whatever she does to the universe. “If it wants to use my writing or speaking for the greater good, it will,” she said. Originally from Ireland, she and her three sons live in London.
by Heather Roan Robbins
Notice a shift in the air, a change in the vibes this week as the Sun leaves domestic Cancer and enters expressive Leo on Saturdaywhile thoughtful Mercury leaves Leo and enters more serious corrective Virgo on Tuesday. For the last month, the stars brought our focus to our personal life, our family and nest, but now they encourage us to out there into the middle of the fray. It’s time to shine, receive, interact, think globally, attend art festivals, and soak up summer’s bounty.
This year we’re lucky enough to have two expressive new moons in Leo, one this weekend, just as the Sun enters Leo, and one creating a solar eclipse on August 21. This Sunday’s new Moon in Leo begins to stir the pot for this coming eclipse season; eclipses act like astrological acupuncture to unblock energy, so let’s notice what part of our life needs attention and fresh honesty, what needs to be released or rebuilt, and work with it throughout the coming month. And if we aren’t honest with our selves, the eclipses will be.
Even as we revel in high summer this week, autumn’s work begins to beckon after Mercury enters industrious, proactive, one might even say obsessive, Virgo on Tuesday. Let’s pay attention to those whispers and begin to get our act together for the fall. Mercury retrogrades Aug 14-Sept 6 so it will help to face this retrograde review cycle with plans made, contacts reached, and our fundamentals already organized.
But this weekend, let’s revel in summer’s sybaritic bounty. On Friday, while the Sun and Moon are both in domestic Cancer, nest and respect each other’s needs. Then get out and about as the Sun and Moon enter extroverted Leo on Saturday, and feel the energy build towards Sunday’s new moon. Monday brings a nervy mental brilliance as Mercury trines Uranus but some emotional distance as Venus opposes Saturn. People may be self-focused and have trouble empathizing, even if they’re unusually sharp. Anxiety and intelligence ratchet up midweek as both the Moon and Mercury enter analytical Virgo. The Moon softens at the end of the week as the Moon enters sociable Libra.
Friday, July 21: The Moon way in the domestic sign of Cancer, it furthers to connect with family, come home and re-center before diving into a new social world. Nest, redecorate, refinance, clean the house. Communities and people need to consider what actually makes them feel more secure. Unfinished family business or raw edges from recent irregular schedules now need healing. It helps to show friends and family we care with simple consideration and nurturing, comfort and kindness, help them feel important to us, rather than try to talk it out.
Sun trine Chiron 12:24 AM, Moon enters cancer 2:09 AM, Moon semi-square Mercury 6:30 PM.
Saturday, July 22: Defensive actions and mood swings complicate early morning, so it may further to sleep late, or keep expectations low. The Sun enters Leo mid-morning and encourages us to wander, take care of ourselves, and refill in the sunshine on a contemplative, inefficient day. Evening heats up; engage spontaneously and adjust to last-minute changes in plans
Moon trine Neptune 12:33 AM, Moon square Jupiter 3:33 AM, Moon opposed Pluto 6:49 AM, Sun enters Leo 9:15 AM.
Sunday, July 23: The Moon conjunct the Sun in Leo early this morning and then opposes Mars. On this new Moon, we need to return to our self and here what we need, what lights our fire what seeds our creative process and romantic heart. Though we may be tempted to throw a self-centered snit, we need to actively encourage that re-centering process in others. Take turns in the limelight, take turns making one another the center of the universe. Acts of boundless generosity flow naturally, once we identify a need.
Moon square Uranus 12:04 AM, Moon enters Leo 2:33 AM, Moon conjunct Sun 3:45 AM, Moon opposed Mars 5:41 AM
Monday, July 24: Love and affection can feel tested, our inner adolescent may pout. It may frustrate us or cramp our style to be responsible today, but the results will be worth it as Venus opposes Saturn. Be good to one another because it’s the right thing to do, even if no one feels like it. Later, fresh, brilliant ideas can help us find a way around an impasse as Mercury trines Uranus.
Moon sextile Jupiter for 50 8 AM, Venus opposed Saturn 8:53 AM, Mercury trine Uranus 10:32 AM, Mercury quincunx Chiron1:20 PM, Moon trine Saturn 2:53 PM, Moon sextile Venus 3:25 PM.
Tuesday, July 25: Feel the energy shift towards more thoughtful, self-conscious, nervy, intelligent, and potentially anxious as both the Moon and Mercury enter Virgo. Tension may build in the big picture, but we don’t have to mirror it. If we’re kind to ourselves it’s easier to be kind to others; reassessment is needed, but do it with a compassionate heart. Details begin to fall into place; they’re not be perfect, but a good start.
Moon trine Uranus 1:57 AM, Moon conjunct Mercury 3:21 AM, Moon enters Virgo 4:32 AM, Mercury enters Virgo 5:41 PM.
Wednesday, July 26: the energy is edgy and potentially brittle, our minds easily go to where we disagree as the Sun conjuncts Mars at 4° of Leo. Some long-simmering battles may now come to a head. We can easily pour our critical approach into improving situations, into improved health, into social critique and political justice instead of just getting cranky, but it has to be a decision. If we just look to our beloveds for our happiness, we will find them lacking, so let’s give this analytical energy a good place to go.
Moon opposed Neptune, Moon trine Pluto 11:27 AM Moon square Saturn 6:50 PM, Sun conjunct Mars 6:56 PM, Mercury semi-square Jupiter 11:25 PM.
Thursday, July 27: Take a moment to smooth any ruffled feathers from yesterday’s intensity and use today’s sociable, social-justice oriented Libra Moon to reach out and reconnect. Help find diplomatic solutions to yesterday’s conundrums.
Moon square Venus 12:30 AM, Moon opposed Chiron 6:59 AM, Moon enters Libra 9:36 AM, Moon sex tiles Mars 6:31 PM, Moon sextile Sun 7:08 PM.
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