A New Moon at home in the sign of Cancer which is symbol of home, family, protection, sweetness, sensitivity and intuition. But what is often forgotten about Cancer is that it is also ambitious and loves adventure.
At first glance, this New Moon is well aspected and makes us feel in osmosis with our environment, through our relationships, and guides us towards more spirituality and humanity: the world is a big family. But if we look closer – or deeper – we see some underlying tensions, less personal and more societal: a single spark would be enough to transform the peaceful Water of Cancer into a true tsunami.
Saturn is square to Uranus = the ancient confronts the unpublished and undermines our assets, our possessions, our comfort, our old values, our Ego. This square began at the beginning of the year and will last until 2022, which means we still have work to do on ourselves and our perception of reality. With this New Moon, Mars and Venus in Leo throw themselves into the melee and could be this famous spark that would light the purifying Fire at the origin of this famous devastating tsunami on the surface, but deeply transformative.
Some form of violence is still in danger of rising a notch and precisely because Mars and Venus – fast planets – are part of the party, the personal sphere – and more particularly that of the couple – will be the first concerned: toxic relationships are no longer allowed! Couples who do not get along, who live in a sadistic and masochistic relationship made up of perpetual conflict, hatred and reproach will be the first to be affected. To love, to really love is only possible through a real investment, a real collaboration of the two protagonists in the relationship. Those who resist change and cling to the old, the pseudo material and/or financial security that this type of relationship has allowed until now, those more than others are invited not to rely on the Water that sleeps. Theirs, but also that of their life partner.
Be especially vigilant this month and remember that fear, fatigue and stress exacerbate skids of all kinds.

When we are in relationship with one person, we are not two, we are three. Us, the Other and the relationship. I conscientiously choose to remain very down-to-earth in this post and therefore intentionally ignore the ancestral lineages and the fact that we are all entangled and intertwined.
A person asked me this morning about a situation that he is experiencing: "Marushka, if I ask Heaven to support me in my desire to go into such a relationship, would that I mean that I manipulate the Other?"
Here is my answer:
"I invite you not to ask Heaven to make you go into such a relationship, I invite you instead to ask Heaven and Earth - as we are incarnated - that they support you in your desire AND your need to manifest Love in you and for you, because you know that you only by able to love the Other if you love yourself first. It is therefore here not a question of manipulating the Other or the relationship, but indeed of guiding the Other towards Love of himself through the experience of the relationship. Guiding is not manipulation. If you guide, you invite the Other and he is free to follow you… or not. If you manipulate, you force the Other, you submit him and he has no choice but to do what you order. Manipulating requires a considerable amount of energy from the manipulator to manifest what he desires and which is sometimes very far from what he needs, while guidance is done naturally, being himself and therefore without having to do anything special."
A lighthouse radiates its light and allows boats not to get lost or run aground. The captain of the ship is free to look for that light and take it into account, just as he is free to turn away from it. The lighthouse does not worry about the captain’s choice, it is not responsible for the fate of the boat, its sole responsibility is to radiate its light.

I journey through the snail shell to explore my physical body with the intention of getting to know it better.

As I enter the shell, a word appears: CIRCUMVOLUTION. I quickly turn away from the main track and take a secondary one. I feel that my face is changing: my eyes are stretching towards the sides of my skull while horns seem to grow on the top of my head and my forehead is projected forward. I saw the beginning of a metamorphosis and the image of a bull imposed itself on me.
I am now back on the main track, in the snail shell, and I discover another Me lurking in the back of the passage. This other Me is folded on the ground, in fetal position and I feel it is scared, frightened. This woman has an ethereal, ghostly appearance. I go to her in order to appease her, but once I reach her, I find only one skeleton, my skeleton.
I continue my way and cross a long tunnel whit a all white exit. The tunnel is narrower and narrower and I dive in head first, then I turn into an arrow point and land on the white surface I saw earlier. It’s fluffy and reminds me of the consistency of a marshmallow or a mushroom. I bend over and discover that I am actually sitting on the head of a Paris mushroom. All around me, many other mushrooms, as in cultivation. I also observe that I am in a dark, circular cave and when I raise my head and look up, I see that there are stone arcades under which a yellowish light shines. I’m in the centre of the cave, down below, and I’m watching movements under the arcades. People are walking there.
My breathing is speeding up, my left arm and my eyes are moving as I find myself thrown under the arcades among these people who walk without stopping. All of these people are wearing brown gowns. Their faces are bent down and covered by a wide hood. I deduce that they are Franciscan monks. I want to see their faces, but ignoring what I will find under the hood, I feel a certain apprehension. I end up making up my mind and rushing in front of one of them and then I stop, firmly encased on my legs. The man also stops, facing me, raises his head and looks at me with indifference. His hood fell backwards and I can clearly see his face. He is about 50 years old, his hair and short beard are pepper and salt. I do not know why I still feel the same apprehension, his face is nothing scary and as I make this thought, he puts on his hood, skirts me and continues his circular walk under the arcades.
I sit on a wooden bench, set along the stone wall, and I look around. Under the arcades, openings closed by thick wrought iron railings lead to other arcades, to infinity. I turn my attention to the monks who wander in silence and I observe that they are more and more numerous. They’re all the same and make me think of clones. I feel tense, impatient, an animal growl rises from my throat and then comes anger and aggression. I set out among these men who paid no attention to me and camped against them to try again to stop one. I then discover with amazement that they pass through me as would ghosts encountering any obstacle. Emotions and feelings mingle in me: fear, rage, hatred, aggressiveness. Unpleasant feeling, but now the drum sounds the reminder.
I come back.

Much more powerful than an energetic cleaning, disengagement – or release – is a basic ritual whose purpose is to expel an energy – or entity – that has taken possession of its victim (human, animal, herd, place). Common practice in shamanism, disengagement is often understood as a synonym of exorcism. If these two procedures are very close, let us remember, however, that exorcism systematically calls for a religious egregore and let us also remember that shamanism is not a religion.
Most of the disengagements are carried out by lead, a practice well known in the East since antiquity. This metal combines two distant forces: the internal fire energizing and the rigid heaviness. Often used to make amulets or elaborate esoteric rituals, covering the costume of the Siberian shaman, lead makes it possible to facilitate contact with the different levels of the subconscient also called "lower world".
But in extreme cases, a fire release may be essential. This type of clearance is not without danger and only an experienced practitioner is able to drive it, because this practice can be detrimental as much for the officiant as for his client and the entourage of the latter. The well-structured action of such a ritual – specific incantations, objects used, etc. – and the experience of the shaman are the only guarantors to really deliver the victim of his troubles and evils and to allow him to find or regain the physical and mental balance at the base of a harmonious life.
When performed alone, the release has only a curative effect. To avoid any subsequent attack and nuisance, a second ritual – this time of protection – must follow the first one. So be sure to speak to the right person if you think you need to disengage and understand that such a ritual is done exclusively in person and not online.

Some anthropologists argue that original shamans were women, long before men were initiated. This may be explained by the fact that a woman, because of her sensitivity, has a more intuitive perception, less rationalized than a man. In some tribes, however, and all over the world, women no longer have the right to express their true power. The mystery the woman embodies still and always seems to frighten the ancient man. And this is still happening in 2021, in the West.
The mental is never far away, nourished by hidden emotions not yet known and/or recognized. It is therefore essential to express these emotions so that the energy of Life can again flow freely within us and around us. The old behaviours are still often, and very unconsciously, repeated by both women and men. Women still tend to submit or vice versa to submit the man while he is divided between understanding the woman and submitting her, as he has done for millennia.
When will we finally integrate, beyond the fine discourses derived from the theories of the mental, that women and men are perfectly complementary, that the competences of both have the same value? When will we finally walk, work together, one with the other and not one against the other, animated by our respective fears? When will we finally understand that duality, that our differences are an engine and not an obstacle?
Let us look around us and especially in ourselves. Let us see with the eyes of the soul and perceive the veils of our own illusions. We are all human, we are all on the way and above all, let us see what is, without judgment or expectation in order to continue to trance-form ourselves so that, when the time comes, transmutation, alchemy operates in us...

According to Traditional Chinese Medicine, Fear is the Mother of all emotions, that is to say that we enter into reaction to an external event because a fear has been, even very unconsciously, felt.
Fear is therefore an engine since it makes us react.
BUT... if we react, we are no longer the active actor of our life and we then become a passive spectator or a sheep. Fear takes us in, blinds us and tossed by it, we let ourselves be guided by any shepherd.
Fear, Mother of all emotions, will express itself in different ways according to the dominant energy that each unconsciously carries in him. Some will express anger and if anger swells without being controlled, it will become hatred. Others will express sadness and if the sadness swells without being controlled, it will become melancholy. Still others will express joy and if the joy swells without being controlled, it will become hysteria. The latter will finally express indifference and the belief that they feel no emotion, those are the ones who are afraid of being afraid and who choose to disembowel themselves by imagining that they will not suffer. These are the ones whose mind is in control and they then experience the painful experience of obsessive thoughts.