Eclipse Season, Root Unraveling & the Real Work of Holding Ground

I knew 8/8 was going to be a portal. I just didn’t know it would take the floor out from under me.

That day, I did what I always do. I tuned myself.
Root chakra.
Again.
Because listen, if you’ve worked with me, you already know. My root tells on me.
Every. Time.

This tuning felt different though.
It cleared something three generations back.
I didn’t have words for it. Just a knowing.

And ever since that day?
The ground has been shifting.

Eclipse Season Ain’t Light Work

We are in eclipse season, and I need us to stop treating it like a Pinterest moon cycle.

Eclipses don’t care about your calendar.
They don’t ask for manifestation boards or “good vibes only.”
They come in with a grip.
And they reveal what’s false, what’s done, and what you keep clinging to because it feels familiar.

And with this Pisces full moon we're in?
We’re not just being asked to clear.
We’re being asked to surrender.

Not perform surrender.
Actually. Let. Go.

Because this whole month?
Was bracketed by two Virgo new moons:
0° and 29° Virgo.
A full karmic sweep.
A cleansing cycle.
A reset.

Add 9.9.9 (2+0+2+5) numerology to that mix and what you get is closure codes.

Endings.
Initiations.

A “lock-in” season where your old coping mechanisms start screaming because they know they’re being evicted.

Let Me Be Real With You

Since that 8/8 tuning?
Contracts—gone.
Stable streams—gone.
External markers of structure and safety? Collapsing.

And my nervous system noticed.

Even with anti-inflammatory meals prepped.
Even while still moving, hydrating, sleeping, taking my hormones…
I’ve been reaching.

Sugar.
Wheat.
Dairy.
The false ground of “just this bite” that leads to dissonance.

Why?
Because root unraveling makes you grasp.
Even if you know better.
Even if you’ve healed this already.
Even if you teach other people how to interrupt it.

This Is Where I Usually Meditate.

But I haven’t.
Not once.
Not since I said I would.

Not because I forgot.
Because something in me is in grip mode.
Hypervigilant.
Trying to “do” my way out of what must be felt.

But instead of spiraling, I’m sitting.
Writing.
Noticing.
Holding space for the part of me that still thinks food is a flotation device.

And here’s what I know:
This blog post is my meditation.
This reflection is my pattern interrupt.
This truth-telling is the grace.

The Pisces Moon Wants You to Dream Differently

Eclipses rip away illusions.
Pisces softens what’s left.
It’s not asking for output. It’s asking for openness.
Can you rest in the swirl and still trust the rhythm?

Can you let your imagination become the new ground?
Can you let creativity soothe your nervous system before anything external shifts?

Not to escape.
But to anchor.
To vision from inside the storm, not after it passes.

What It Means to Steward Your Energy Right Now

Don’t force it.
Don’t fake clarity.
Don’t drag your nervous system through spiritual performance.

Here’s what I’m doing instead:
– Choosing silence over panic
– Drinking water even if I ate sugar
– Listening before acting
– Resting without guilt
– Refusing to shame myself for familiar responses
– Holding the contradiction: I’m aware and still unlearning
– Trusting that even regression is part of real-time integration

You don’t need to be perfect.
You just need to be present.

You don’t need to “fix” your energy.
You just need to be honest with it.

Let Me Say This Loud

You’re still doing the work.
Even if your root is pulsing with panic.
Even if you’ve reached for the wrong thing this week.
Even if the meditation never happened.

You're still healing.
Still shifting.
Still sovereign, even in the spiral.

Take a breath.
Take a pause.
Take the quiz if you need a mirror:

👉 Which Energy Pattern Is Running Your Life?