Zen Hippy Full Moon In Cancer

So, as I suspected, the Cancerian Full Moon bought me out in full Zen-Noire-Hippy mode, with the usual Crab Moon carbophilia…I am talking:

* New appreciation of the daffier herbal teas, such as the dandelion & burdock combo, hippy insights gleaned from watering garden & feeling sense of communion with all botanical life. Especially the parsely. eg; how plants thrive depending on the quality of the soil & the nurturing, the heat, the light blah de blah, the desire to cook something ‘properly’ and musing upon lentils + the genius of sprouting, lecture-nurturing peeps re vitamins/water etc, pondering making a patchwork quilt for five seconds, patchouli oil as (temporary) signature scent, thinking that the cats are resonating at a higher viber than usual & buying them extravagant fish to thank them for being so feline, doing laundry as mystical ritual,  decided to get more serious about my chamomile lawn as chamomile most likely sacred, trying to have ‘deep’ conversations re feelings with children, whom sensing sentiment immediately attempt to alchemise the moment into retail purchases, to ensure their sense of security remains intact.

Which is also tres Crab moon. The comforting new nightgown, the freshly washed pillowcases, a fridge full of actual food as opposed to the latest Aquarian vitamins/supplements regime. During such a benevolently aspected Full Moon in the sign of Gaia, it’s naturally so much easier to feel deep emotions & sit comfortably with them. Ditto feeling a connection to Terra. Live it up with the Zen-Noire-Hippy awareness vibe guys because Jupiter in Aquarius is moving toward the North Node & things are about to get a lot more expansively weirder. Positive. But still weird. This Moon is the last chance to look back fondly & with a goobly counsellory persective/sentimental smirk of understanding for a while.