You have a secret.
You have a secret that you want to share.
And maybe there is no one to share it with.
That you have no 8th House person in your tent. It’s something you’ve been holding onto. For years maybe. Decades.
You can think it.
You can whisper it to the cat. Or when it’s thundering.
But to say it out loud so that the Gods can hear?
Oh no. Oh no no no noooooooooooo. Not this secret. It’s too ugly, too devastating, too terrible, too gross, it’s got Pluto slime all over it. Ew.
It makes you a… bad person — to even have this secret (is what you’re thinking). To KNOW this. To know it intimately.
What do you do? What do you want to do?
Welcome to tomorrow’s Full Moon in Scorpio.
What was concealed shall be revealed. Say goodbye to the old you dead and gone, all the false selves, the propping up, all the ways you lie to yourself, and others. Truth time. Resurrection.
PS Pluto rules ecstasy. It’s gonna be good 😉