My emotions are rising like the tide, and the moon in Pisces adds and extra swell to my Piscean existence. Resistance is futile, and as I realize the strangeness and tension of the day has been because of that resistance, I vow to surrender to the flow, surrender to the water as it rushes forth, waves drowning out the unnecessary and gathering what it may to take with it on the way out. The cup overflows with liquid sentience and my vessel is stretching to contain the emotion. I must let go, move with the river, feel with the moon, and breathe.
If there is a body of water near by, find it and sink into it. It will embrace you as
Blue Luna shines down upon us.