Welcome the Scorpion's stinger into your life

and notice where they sting

Welcome to Scorpio Season!

We’re already about a week and a half in.

We just had a New Moon in Scorpio, in which both the Sun and Moon were in Scorpio.

I had a really great conversation with someone today about astrology, particularly Scorpio and the current astrology, and the musings that were flowing out of me inspired me to make this article.

Scorpio is a Scorpion. A being with piercing fire, a coat of black armor, protective pinchers. Their outer shell speaks a lot on the importance of boundaries as protection, particularly in the house Scorpio rules for your chart.

Scorpio is a water sign, but I view them as a fiery watery sign. We can attribute this to Scorpio being ruled by Mars (& ruled by Pluto) and Mars rules Aries, the fieriest of fire signs.

In that way, Scorpio and Aries energy are similar, but I find that the energy can often bump heads. Mars is the God Ares, god of War. He wants to rule. Scorpio and Aries people both want to lead, to be alpha. The scorpion’s pinchers may clash with the ram’s horns.

Scorpio season emphasizes the crucial need for energetic protection.

I have Scorpio in my tenth house of career and reputation. (Makes sense why I’ve been blasting Taylor Swift’s Reputation album. Fun fact: Taylor Swift is a Scorpio Rising and most of her albums, including Reputation, were released during Scorpio season.)

I’ve been reflecting on how I can bring Scorpio’s themes of transformation, death, renewal, and cycles into my daily life and public persona. I’ve set a lot more boundaries recently in my workplace, in order to protect my mental, emotional, and physical health.

One of the biggest lessons I have learned over and over again in the past year is “You have to let go in order to make room.”

I recently deep cleaned my fridge. A seemingly mundane task, but with it the promising future of being able to see everything in my fridge, preventing food waste, knowing what to purchase, an awareness of my food and financial situation (however glaringly uncomfortable), meal inspiration, room for fresh groceries, and so much more. If my fridge is full of moldy, expired food and trash, there is no room for new, nourishing groceries.

I was so scared to see how empty my fridge was if I got rid of the trash.

And then.. it made sense. That mindset is the same one I’ve applied to so many unhealthy situations in my life: toxic relationships, draining jobs, hurtful friendships and familial relationships, hoarding possessions, etc.

As uncomfortable as seeing the emptiness was, that emptiness is ALWAYS temporary. It is a necessary stage of the clearing cycle.

But for everything I have let go of, something new and better has come along. AFTER I have sat with the uncomfortable nothingness and grieved what was.

Scorpio rules the eighth house of sex and death and transformation.

Scorpio is penetrative. It pinches and stings and grabs at what isn’t working. It lights up what we don’t want to talk about. Very common, natural, and even necessary acts of existence: sex and death. It burns and sears fire on a black sea. And then, the sun comes up.

A poem I wrote recently, inspired by Scorpio season energy and grief:

I want to be

The branches that snag at your legs on the trails

The camera drone that sounds like a thousand bees, an angry hoard

The fallen leaves that smell so good you wish you could eat them, swallow them whole

The food you lick off of your fingertips

The fleshy fruit you sink your teeth into

The heart shapes that haunt you

I want to be, you

The first leech I ever had when we went skinny dipping in our river

And the one who plucked it off of me

I want to be you,

The fishing hook that slipped off of your cap when you moved my mattress

The metallic slits in it, whispering dangerous

The transformation from childhood twin bed to an adult frame

“A queen bed fit for a queen”, you said

I want to be you, so oblivious

I only found the danger after I left.