Aquarius Moon again, bursting with a renewed sheen, gathers other kinds of magic, a crow-call to be yourself and to trust the intuition and find the place where you belong. Another dreaming one for me, Aquarius and Leo, polarities stir ideas inside, to resurface later.
Wintery chill, the silver moon howls with the wolf, there is guidance to be sought, alpha males in their solitary beings, she-wolves rising to the pack. Be still and amaze at the wonders of animal guidance, in dreams, sights and readings, all point to the continuing journey.
