The Rainbow after the Rain
Aquarius Sun and Pisces Moon
The end of the spectrum, the moon a waxing crescent, heart of the child ecstatic in opening. Pisces is an ecstatic Moon and Aquarius condoning of altered, higher states, expectant of entering new realms and states of being throughout life. Ironically, there is a complacency with this type; this combination is anti the mundane world to the extreme. And so, faced with monotony, schedules, work expectations, and the commonness of their peers, this person invests in other realms of experience and allows themselves not only to drift psychically but to drift as a character into the realm of the inscrutable and the unreliable. Aquarius is a sign I feel is much misconstrued; often confused for a water sign, for being the Water Bearer, yet it is the highest expression of Air and the most distant, in that, of the Air Signs. Gemini is very close to their peers, Libra is of the milieu or always consciously in response to it, but Aquarius is the Air Sign having been squeezed past the isolating, rife with land-mines of failure that makes a person hard and crystalline, sign of Capricorn—to become this unto itself figure come back to muse among the common people. ‘The collective’ Aquarius is loosely coined as representing, the dreams of the many. It is more, this fantastic individual—in being so ripe in themselves—answers a call that happens to exist already deep in the collective, for someone to represent some facet fearlessly, and by this representation lead the way. Depends what Moon the sign of the Uranian is coupled with but with Pisces, the sign of Neptune, such a leading of the way is wayward at best. This person does not want to carry the weight of the world on their shoulders and will disappoint you to the utmost and slink into invisibility—dragging their bodies around in baggy clothes, wild hair, and unsociable eyes—until that expectation is slugged onto someone else. However, these people remain radiant lights. They are psychic, sensitive to their surroundings and the people they love and the divine, and life is not conventional for them, but takes them where no one, not even their own selves, can conceive. They do not get very attached, one of their strong points. Honestly, they tend to be inspirational to people, despite themselves. Pisces represents the return, the shrinking back into the inner child, before the ghost is flown, a blurring of lines between age and time, and the Pisces waxing crescent Moon is very much the reborn child. This person has the sweetest laugh, and makes other people laugh too—this unreconciliable mix they embody of a hard-hewn exterior and soft, butter like interior. This combination makes me think of a rainbow after a heavy, pounding rain which has woken up the heart to be present, and stir out of sadness and longing, as so much always feels so far away for this person—for an Aquarius-Pisces the crux of life is away, away, across the valley, across the sea, or in another time—but a heavy rain is longing brought into presence, beating the earth with its corporeality, ghosts made manifest, and brings this person into lucidity and presence. The achieving of these states when life is so much drifting is what punctuates their trajectories. And the rainbow symbolizes the rise in consciousness that follows such a moment. I have only known women of this combination; both expressive and not traditionally pretty but very arresting faces, a languid type of movement—and an allowance for all things to exist around them, at least within earshot. They are very curious about people; they just don’t want to be called upon to have to represent something or do something repeatedly for someone. They love listening to other people’s stories, but are loath to enter atmospheres or grinds that do not agree with their inner compasses, which are very strongly oriented—toward what, one cannot know. Irony flows through their bloodstreams; they are both young and old, wizened and impressionable, outspoken and tightlipped. Unpredictable over the long run but mysteriously monotonous in the short term, slow to change, yet hypothetically always ready to. This is a person whose ‘home’ exists in the immaterial realm, and so they are radical people, with emotional hearts, and shoulders a little bowed.