When I started learning strology, I was happy to have something in Scorpio, even if it was the Moon. Scorpio, the sign of passion, strength, danger and challenge, but also the sign of true tragedy, hurt and fate’s inevitability, seemed very special to me at that time. But it didn’t take me long to realize that true evil and tragedy indeed exist, because my Moon in Scorpio has undoubtedly from the moment of my first significant loves, untill the moment I understood my place in the family and world, exhibited its dark side. That is why today, as an astrologer with fifteen years of experience for this sign of obssession and destiny’s fatality I have only one word – respect.
Every planet in Scorpio has only one need, only one ambition – to die in order to perhaps be born again.
That applies also to the Moon, that represents sentiments, imagination, tenderness, romance, compassion, comiseration. Positioned in Scorpio in someones chart it always indicates that the person will, through his life experience, go through various dramas that will have only one goal: to kill all that is made of the finest sentiments. So it sometimes seems impossible to be happy, because in his greatest laughter and joy, the person summons this frantic avalanche to engulf him, which is why, when everything is just right and idyllic, along comes a telephone call informing of some one’s death or an argument at the dinner table on a Holy Day which ruins the family forever, or here comes a bomb that kills all who are in the house. That’s why the person subconsiously compromises with himself never to be too happy, never to love too much, get too committed, for all that brings only one thing to him: fear and trepidation for those who are in his thoughts. And every love must die, must come to an end and leave its scars. And that is why it is easiest to stay alone. To be alone. To be far and inaccesible, as others often see them. It is easier to live out of the reach and care of others. To kill emotions, to kill the soul and gentleness, to hurt those that are nearest, which people with Moon in Scorpio will often do, but only in order to make it easier on themselves. So they could suffer ten times more than the person they left without goodbye, than the one they uttered venomous words to and then turned around and left going down a road of their own for which they often don’t care where it leads; since in the end everything leads to the grave. Not caring for the value of life is common here; there only exists a great desire for life not to be empty, for it not to turn into boredom and waiting for something to happen. This is the reason these people don’t stop, they burn from day to day, attracting to them the most dangerous and the most vicious and tragic of characters, attracting danger and consiously provoking life itself, or is it rather death itself.
Since the Moon pertains to the genes inherited from the mother’s side, usually all women in the family are of such a destiny: always prepared for the worst and for the end, although to others they give away the impression of live energy, vulcanic passion and strength, often making better people of those they come in touch with along the way. They never forget the end moment, death, the tragedy that must happen in everything, for everything has its beginning and its end. And as if that is where their salvation lies, as if that constant presence of the end, as the Sword of Damocles floating above them saves them from the terror of believing that anything can be eternal. This is why there is no sorrow here, only silence and passion. These women are special, they have a true strength that does not stand for the monotony of everyday, but are finding a thousand chores for themselves, pushed by an everlasting energy, while everyone watching them admires their strength and untiredness. Usually in the family more women are born than men (my mother has two sisters, and every one of them has daughters) and every one of them is special, strong, passionate and often times alone, sometimes spends her whole life without ever being kissed although she is beautiful and sensual. The damnation of passion, the damnation of fantasy, the damnation of emotion that dreams of a love or a peaceful home must now die forever. Of course, this doesn’t mean that they won’t have a home and family later, but forever bordered by the trepidation and sense that all of that can come down at any minute. Not only women, but also men with this position of the Moon carry within them an inevitability, that values life only when it resembles a sort of true struggle, a jump into a volcano; often found in charts of dangerous, fanatic characters that readily launch themselves in the path of danger and death. Women will also constantly be drawn to challenges, and it will solely depend on how much they will consiously live out their strength and how much they will turn it into fear whether their lives turn out to be tragic, bordered with solitude and how healthy they will be, physically and mentally.
However, life does not leave them in peace, so the moment always happens when danger knocks on their door, whether in the form of a change that will constitute a basic change in their life, or a person of demonic passion for whom women and men with the Moon in Scorpio can again feel all that long forgotten rapture. This woman will more readily live in the dream of this one that she has had for only one night, but who was the embodiment of sexual energy equal to her own, and with that readily accept loneliness, than will she go to meet some new love of a weaker intensity. That moment of challenge is the moment of the greatest emotion that these people have the privilege of knowing through their lives. True passion, true rapture, true belonging that is not possessiveness but rather a complete abandonement to the moment that exists, after which, as these people know, the end must come.
In practical terms, these are women warriors, front liners, they live for the revolution, they overturn destinies, not only their own but also those of others, they enforce change in everyone that comes close to them, and it often belongs to women surgeons, healers… The home is often times close to a cemetary or a river, that again, in its symbolism only reminds us of the passing of everything, and that everything in this world must have its beginning and its end.