First, you were like, whoa! and then we were like, WHOA!

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In the city the other day it was raining.

The skies were grey, the streets were wet, the suits wore those miserable here we go again, hi ho hi ho looks on their faces. As well they might.

And then, on the corner of Martin Place and Castlereagh Sts arrived a man. A man different to the other suits. With a coffee in his hand and ear plugs in his ears he looked the same as the others, but different somehow.

His work attire had a buoyancy that made him stand out from the rest of the grey blending into the street. He was humming and smiling. His step had a spring in it. He was the same as the others but different.

As we waited for the lights to change, he held his umbrella over me. I thanked him and told him not to worry, it didn’t matter if my hair got wet- the worst that could happen would be that it would go curly. I told him that I was enjoying the rain. He agreed and said that the rain made him feel alive.

When the lights changed I wished him a good day. He replied that he believed that today would be a great day.

Despite the rain, maybe because of the rain, maybe just because he got lucky last night, he believed it would be a great day. And this coming from a man whose next stop was most probably an open soulless partition on the upper floors of one of the financial giants who have their home near the top of Martin Place. I used to work in one of those partitions, so know first hand just how challenging it is to maintain a spring in your step and a hum in your voice when you’re working in that environment. And before you ask or make judgements, he wasn’t a young guy- probably early 40’s but his attitude made him feel younger, and I’m pretty sure he wasn’t under the influence of anything other than life. Maybe he did get lucky…

Anyways, that man on Martin Place the other day was bounding into his office building as if he was going on an adventure, as if what was going to happen that day would blow his mind in some way, expand his horizons and more.

Martin Place Man had an attitude that Sagittarius would be proud of- a belief, a faith, that everything will be ok. The world will keep turning, the rain will fall and the sun will come out. In between will be rainbows and dark stormy clouds, but ultimately, somehow, it will all be ok.

The Sagittarius Full Moon is a time where we balance what we know versus what we know. Example? I know that Martin Place Man would walk into his partition, open emails containing more edicts from above and reprioritising the previous days reprioritised KPIs. I know that because I’ve been there.

I know that he’ll deal with that. I also know that rather than count the minutes and bitch and complain about the day and the rain, he’ll be looking forward to a surf in the evening…or something. I know this because, well, I just do.

With all of the activity currently in Gemini, there are plenty of questions being asked, plenty of information being gathered and plenty of data being analysed. This is the stuff we know.

At the other end of the scale is the stuff we know because we just do. It’s our faith, our belief, our optimism that at the end of a rainy day will be a glass of red wine, a surf and the knowledge that tomorrow will be better.

At this Full Moon, Sagittarius (the Moon) is associated with truth, faith, optimism and belief…what we know in our heart whereas Gemini (the Sun) is associated with information and data…what we know in our head. What truth do we know but haven’t yet acknowledged? There is no hiding from it under this Full Moon.

Neptune is forming a hazy little T square off to the side, challenging all of this, dissolving it, adding a little magic, dolloping on a little confusion, possibly even allowing you to see rainbows where there is rain. But you know what? Sometimes you can’t know everything, sometimes the wonder is in the not knowing, in the dream, in the faith.

As Crush, the Sea Turtle on Finding Nemo said, “You never really know. But when they know, you’ll know. You know?”

Anyways, that’s what this Full Moon is about.

Oh, it’s also an eclipse. I thought I’d drop that in right at the end because to me eclipses tend to bring fear and OMG this is hitting my whatever and it’s going to be a doozy.

Normally I’d agree with you, but this time I intend to face this eclipse like a Sagittarius- with optimism, faith in the future, and a thrill in your heart.

Nemo

First, you were like, whoa! And then we were like, WHOA! And then you were like, whoa.

Crush, Finding Nemo. In case you didn’t know, the sea turtle is the image of the journeyman…#funfact…I have no idea where I heard that, but I love it.