The realm of dreams and mists unleash their airy fumes, our minds uncorked and pouring outward the waters of destruction. These waters blow in a torrential downpour of cosmic strength, tearing down towers of might and safety. What was bound is now unbound in a swell of vapours and crystallized blades. While you look upon this paradox, of binding and setting free, register what has transpired, keep it close to your bosom, and let it guide your wisdom, let it enliven your insight and perception. What is torn down is not needed anymore, as it served only to restrain our efforts. Not all structures are beneficial, and often what goes up must be torn down.
As October ends in a flurry of candy, costumes, and parties for some, for others this transition will be a numinous and inspiring time. Perhaps even too foggy for some. Embrace this week with a dose of sagacity guiding your discernment, and another portion of awareness guiding your steps, as a new month begins and we descend further into the darker days of the year.