The full moon in Libra will take place, Saturday morning on March 31st, 2018. I have written a series of posts recently, about coming up to a rock and hard place. This full moon will mark the culmination of a lot of forces and the forces are harsh.
It’s worth looking ahead to see where we’re headed. This is particularly true for anyone with planets in Cardinal signs between 6-13 degrees. This will be a rough full moon for the most part. That doesn’t mean there can be no grace, but let’s just look at this.
First, Mars and Saturn are conjunct in Capricorn. That’s bad in that these planets in combination can be cruel. But it’s good because Mars is exalted in Capricorn and Saturn is in his home sign.
Provided you direct this energy well, you should all good. Instructions here: The Ultimate Cock-Block. But this is also when it starts to get complicated.
First, Mars and Saturn square the full moon in Libra. Libra, in it’s pure form, not only wants nothing to do with “cruelty”, the sign in not keen spills, rough edges or unpleasantness of any kind. How do you think she is going to feel (Moon), when this determined Army comes marching, trampling flower beds and such?
The Libra also has to deal with the Sun in Aries, conjunct Mercury retrograde in the sign. That’s not so bad until you realize that Mars Saturn is pushing it’s way towards a goal, in harsh aspect to Mercury in reverse. Does that sound pleasant to you?
To further clarify, the Sun, Moon, Mercury, Mars and Saturn will be caught in Cardinal T-square. Mars / Aries is associated with blood – another thing, repulsive to Libra. I have Libra at these degrees and I can tell you right now, I don’t want the Hell’s Angels rollin’ up fight at my home… so much so, I will have to shoot someone if this happens!
That’s a joke – sort of. I hope you get my drift here. I’d not pick a fight unless you’re seriously ready to defend yourself. If you do have Libra in your chart, you should probably try to peace make, but do be ready to at least, duck to defend yourself.
It reminds me of back when I was a teenage bartender. Occasionally there would be a fight – “Take it outside!” I’d yell, in my booming, Mars conjunct Mercury, Italian voice. And generally some men would help me out. “Hey! You know, Elsa doesn’t like blood in here. Beat his ass out back!”
So we can all deal with this – just choose your position. Fight, don’t fight, stop the fight, but in my book the one with no blood on her dress, wins!
Can you see a potential brawl up ahead? Can you see a way to smooth it over?