My Moon Portal
A Lunar Companion for the Wise Soul

Taurus Full Moon
Celebrating Autumn
Qualities: Fixed, Yin, Earth
Planet: Venus
House: Second House of Personal Resources and Values
Day of the Week: Friday
Motto: I Have
Body Parts: Neck
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Taurus represents a grounding of personal power in the material world. The instinct to survive (Aries) is still primary, but now the soul is less impulsive and more strategic. Foresight begins to emerge. Not only does the soul want to survive the moment, but it also wants to persevere through time. For some, this means securing enough money and possessions. For others, it’s more about using their creativity and resourcefulness to take advantage of what is readily available to them. Their natural earthiness endows them with an understanding of natural cycles making them excellent gardeners and cooks. They also see the potential beauty in their environment, so they can make excellent interior designers, artists, or stylists. Since they are skilled at using natural resources to their full advantage, they can have many raw talents such as singing, body building, or any other activity that involves using their natural genetic gifts. Once they have invested time and energy into creating a comfortable nest for themselves, they do not want it to disturbed. They are resistant to change and can suffer extreme stress if forced to deal with any kind of material or financial uncertainty.

Key Words from Briar Rose
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Deep Rest
Patience
Right Timing
Earth Elements
Natural Beauty
Simplicity
Ease
Lack of Struggle
Sensuality
Protection
Safety
This Too Shall Pass
The Power of Love at the Right Time
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HAIKU
By Foster Jewell
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Last screech owl cry-
How quietly the dawnlight
comes creeping through the woods.
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Thunder storm passing -
echoing along the shore
that last hollow sound...
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This evening stillness...
just the rusted cowbell
found by the pasture gate.
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That breeze brought it -
a moment of moonlight
to the hidden fern.
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Nearing the mountain
yesterday, and still today...
tomorrow.
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Disturbing some brush,
and after miles and miles...
still the rattling sound.
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Cliff dweller ruins
and the silence of swallows
encircling silence.
Somewhere behind me,
seeming in dark-silence
to feel a slow coiling.
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Some unknown sound...
the looking behind me -
the looking all around.
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Where the coyote called,
rising in full cry, the moon...
the sound of silence.
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Fall wind in pinyons...
Faster and louder patters
yesterday's shower.
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Mountain shadow
crossing the evening river
at the old fording place.
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Under ledges
and looking for the coolness
that keeps touching my face.
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Finding this cavern -
following the lantern light...
followed by silence.
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