The Beauty Beneath the Bruise

Full Moon in Scorpio – May 12, 2025

The moon didn’t let me sleep last night.

She called me down and in —

into the places I’ve neatly avoided.

Into the ones I’ve outgrown but still wear like skin.

She pulled the tidewaters of my body,

unraveled my comfort,

and laid bare the truth I've been circling for weeks.

Because this moon doesn’t whisper.

She reveals.

She digs.

She births light from the shadows.

Scorpio doesn't do surface.

She wants the marrow.

She wants what’s been festering beneath the beautiful life we’ve been curating.

She wants to know what we’re afraid to feel —

and she’ll peel us open just enough

for the ache to breathe.

And Taurus — sweet Taurus —

tries to hold it all.

Builds safety, roots deep, gathers the soft things.

She loves what is simple, tangible, good.

But this moon sits on the edge between the two —

between holding and shedding,

between comfort and truth,

between blooming and burying.

And maybe you're feeling it too:

The stretch.

The hunger.

The quiet grief of no longer being who you once were.

The slow ache of not yet being who you’re becoming.

This full moon asks:

What are you still clinging to

that no longer nourishes you?

What has calcified

that now wants to decompose?

What old story

is gripping your voice, your womb, your breath?

Let it crack.

Let it spill.

Let it come undone.

This is not your ending.

This is the beauty beneath the bruise.

This is the becoming inside the breaking.

Because blooming isn’t always gentle.

Sometimes it’s raw.

Sometimes it costs you

everything that was never really yours.

But by gods, it’s honest.

And that honesty —

that deep cellular truth —

is where wholeness begins.

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A Full Moon Ritual to Meet Yourself in the Light and the Dark

To be done tonight, or anytime you feel her pull...

Create a simple altar.

You might include flowers, a bowl of water, something from the earth, and a candle to represent your light.

Take a warm bath or foot soak with salt and herbs (lavender, mugwort, rose...)

Let yourself feel the weight fall away — not in force, but in surrender.

Sit under the moon or near your altar.

Place one hand on your heart, one on your belly. Breathe.

Say aloud (or whisper) this invocation:

"I offer what no longer serves.

I soften what was held too tightly.

I welcome what is blooming through me.

I trust the timing of my becoming.

Under this moon, I am both fertile and free.

Under this moon, I return to wholeness."

Write down what you're ready to release.

Burn it, bury it, or offer it to the water — let the moon witness your letting go.

Then ask:

What am I ready to receive?

What part of me is ready to bloom?

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Two Invitations to Support Your Becoming

If your body is whispering for space to land in this journey —

If your soul wants to be held through the unraveling and the return —

Here are two spaces that may nourish you:

June Nourishment Day Retreat

A sanctuary for your senses and your becoming.Come rest in sisterhood, sip the sweetness of slowness, and remember your own rhythm.

July Family Constellation Workshop

A tender space to untangle the threads of what was never yours to carry.Come soften the generational weight, and feel what it’s like to stand in your own belonging.

You don’t have to do this alone.

You are allowed to bloom —

in your own raw,

radiant way.

© Fayenen, May 2025. All rights reserved.