Simultaneous Beginnings and Endings

I have just come from an early spring journey to Moab, Utah where I worked with many bright-eyed and beautiful clients. Moab is such a zany and unique community, a sort of post-modern never-never land where time gets a chance to unwind. While there I started thinking about the upcoming solar eclipse in Pisces occurring exactly on the vernal equinox of March 20th.  I wondered how I could use this celestial event constructively, and naturally thought of how you could use it as well.
The eclipse occurs at the final degree of Pisces (the last sign of the Zodiac) which just happens to be one degree from Aries (the first sign of the Zodiac). These celestial neighbors share the borderland between endings and beginnings, the place where we might see the past, present and future all at once. There may be something that is finally ready to be put to rest, and under these astrological conditions, ending and beginnings are virtually simultaneous. With this timeless sight, we can allow our grasp on the past to slacken, and with the courage of Aries let go of what doesn’t serve or nurture us anymore. The eclipse may indeed be the portal that makes the impossible possible, the stuck unstuck, and the frustrating far less frustrating. Pisces reminds us to mourn the loss, and Aries allows us to look to the future with a new set of eyes.
Is there something I'm ready to let go?
How can I do things differently this time?
What would it mean to save myself without thinking about everyone around me?
What in my life has needed to die for a long time but hasn't because of addictive behavior or fear?
If I could seed a vision for my future, what would it look like?
Where in my life do I feel strong and brave?
Who are my allies?
 Wild Geese
by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and deep trees,
the mountains and rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again. 
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things. 
If you are curious about how best to work with this eclipse (its influence can be felt some months before and after the actual event), please let me know and we will set up a consultation to dig deep into your heart and chart for the way forward.