The Week When The Field Changes - The Dark Moon of Transformation
There are weeks when the surface of your life stays still while everything underneath shifts a few degrees, just enough to change the entire trajectory.
You don’t plan it.
You don’t decide it.
You simply feel the field tilting, as if something in the deep has moved a little closer to the light.
This is one of those weeks.
Not dramatic.
Not catastrophic.
Just the quiet moment when the tectonic plates inside you choose a new alignment.
For me, it began in that liminal place between rest and waking, where the unconscious comes forward and speaks plainly. Not in symbols, not in riddles, but in recognitions that land with the weight of truth.
There is grief in it.
Not loud grief, the older kind.
The grief for what could not happen sooner.
For years spent waiting for another person’s underworld to end.
For the versions of love that couldn’t survive heavy weather.
For the time you lose in loyalty to someone else’s descent.
But there is also something else.
A pivot.
A soft door opening.
A new presence entering the field from an angle you didn’t expect, steady, male, unfamiliar, yet strangely resonant.
I don’t chase it.
I don’t interpret it.
I only notice it.
And that is enough.
Because this is the Dark Moon of Scorpio - the moment in the cycle when the psyche begins its own re-ordering. Not a collapse, not a crisis. A recalibration. A clearing of the undergrowth so new roots can take hold.
Transformation doesn’t break you.
It breaks what is finished.
It loosens the structures that have completed their purpose.
It frees the energy you’ve been holding on behalf of others.
This is not the end of the Sieve Year - that comes later, in February, when the outer cycle closes.
What is happening now is the inner completion: the moment when the field decides to shift before the mind catches up.
I don’t need to make sense of it today.
I only need to stay close to what is true:
Something has changed beneath the surface.
And change at that depth moves differently, slow, deliberate, irreversible.
This is the week when you don’t force transformation.
You let it happen.
You let the field change you.
Death In Vegas feat. Liam Gallagher - Scorpio Rising
For the underworld shimmer of this week, a song that knows how transformation feels before it names itself. The sound of the unseen moving toward form.
read the companion post The Week When The Field Changes - A Dark Moon Moment for Men in Transition at The Listening Room HQ
[image: New Moon In Scorpio]
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