Awaken, and sleep no more—
Brief are the days of life.
~~ Mirabai
Greetings to all my precious people!!
Mars, the warrior planet, has been absolutely shaking things up lately, and while the chaos might feel destabilizing, it is nonetheless necessary. From now until late May, please examine all that is important to you and assess what has been on the back-burner waiting for the “right” time. There are no perfect moments, no better options—there is only the here and now. So make a point of either taking a stand or instigating a movement about things that really matter to you.
This week, we find ourselves in a rare confluence of holy days and celestial shifts.
The Pink Full Moon will grace the dark sky on Saturday, April 12, at 8:22pm EDT. This is the first Full Moon in Libra since 2023 that is not an eclipse, and another reminder that the past 2 years of oh-so-many-things is now a closed chapter. Nestled between Palm Sunday and the blossoming threshold of Spring, this Full Moon, also known as the Paschal Moon, determines the date of Easter and signals the beginning of Passover.
These holy days do not fall on fixed calendar days. In accordance with the ancient wisdom traditions, all three observances are lunar-based, shifting from year to year, reminding us that true timekeeping belongs to the body of the Earth, the phases of the moon, the spiraling cycles of growth and letting go. We are not meant to march forward in linear, logical precision. We are meant to spiral inward and outward, again and again, returning to the center—to Source—with each new layer of understanding. This is the great spiritual rhythm: contraction, expansion, return.
A trinity of sacred stories occur within the week that starts with the Pink Full Moon. Passover begins on Saturday, April 12, commemorating the liberation of the Israelites from slavery in Egypt. Palm Sunday occurs on Sunday, April 13, and reminds us of Jesus entering Jerusalem to fulfill a prophecy. Easter, on Sunday April 20, celebrates the resurrection of Jesus after his crucifixion 3 days prior. Each of these narratives is centered on liberation, awakening, and rebirth.
This is not a coincidence. It is cosmic choreography.
Both Christianity and Judaism share this lunar origin. Rooted in the same lands and layered in overlapping stories, both traditions call us at this time of year to pause, repent, forgive, and above all, renew. These stories speak to transformation—not only of the world around us, but of the inner landscape of the soul.
The celestial and energetic backdrop to this season of renewal and transformation adds another layer—one we can all feel, even if we can’t quite name it. On a cosmic scale, we are entering uncharted territory. And in the background of this sacred week is something loud and unruly:
The world feels like it is on fire.
Globally, politically, environmentally—there is war, grief, confusion, and noise. Astrologically, the flames are being fed. This month marks Neptune’s entrance into Aries, something that has not happened in over 150 years. Neptune, the planet of dreams, mysticism, illusion, and collective consciousness, enters fiery, impulsive Aries—the archetype of the pioneer, the warrior, the initiator. Spiritual wildfires rage.
This is not the phase of slow growth, nor soft evolution. We are in the midst of radical recalibration. Systems are collapsing. Relationships are being rewritten. Inner truths once whispered are now shouting. The veil is thinner. The noise is louder. And the nervous system? Overwhelmed.
These are the moments that call not for perfection, but for presence.
It is the light of the Full Moon, the sacred Passover ritual, and the Palm Sunday procession that invite us to look inward. Some thoughts to ponder:
- Where have I been asleep to my own knowledge and inner wisdom?
- Which illusions am I ready to burn away?
- What outdated systems, even within myself, need to be released?
In Chinese Medicine, we are in the Spring season of Wood, which is associated with the Liver, the emotion of anger, and the virtues of vision and growth. But when that vision is blocked, frustration and heat build. We become irritable, exhausted, and reactive. Our hearts are aching for a different way through. So where do we go from here?
We return to what has always guided us:
- The wisdom of the body
- The rhythm of the breath
- The clarity of stillness
- The courage to feel before we explain
We observe, instead of override.
We listen, before we label.
We notice the body’s whisper, right before the story begins.
Because the truth is:
The body responds first. The mind follows with its story.
If we want to build resilient, compassionate, soul-rooted communities, we begin by tending our own internal fire. With care. With discipline. With imperfect but consistent practice. So how do we recalibrate in this time of spiritual wildness and lunar clarity?
Here are 4 Practical and Ritual Tools rooted in ancient wisdom:
🌿 1. Qing Gan – Clear the Liver
Drink a warm tea of dandelion root, chrysanthemum, or mint. Support your liver’s capacity to detoxify not only your body but your emotions. Move your Qi with gentle stretching, twisting, or walking outdoors among the trees.
🌕 2. Full Moon Ritual
Write down one thing you’re ready to forgive in yourself and one thing you’re ready to forgive in someone else. Burn the paper. Let the smoke rise to the moon as a prayer for release.
🔥 3. Light a Paschal Candle
Just as the Paschal flame is used in Easter vigil to light all other candles, light a candle in silence this week. Ask: What new light am I meant to carry forward?
🌀 4. Jing, Qi, Shen Check-in
Ask yourself:
- Jing (Essence): Am I resting enough? Nourishing my body?
- Qi (Energy): Am I moving, breathing, connecting with nature?
- Shen (Spirit): Am I aligned with my values? Am I present in my heart?
When we tend to these three treasures, we build internal steadiness.
There is nothing subtle about the shifts we are experiencing, personally and collectively. We are in a time of spiritual tectonics. Yet, even here, the ancient ones remind us: The moon still rises. The breath still returns. The seasons still turn.
