The Pisces Eclipse Trilogy: Moons of Surrender
A Corridor of Endings, a Portal of Beginnings: Three Moons That Melt What Was Never Ours to Keep
This Sunday, September 7, the Moon slips into Earth’s shadow for a lunar eclipse in Pisces. But this is no stand-alone event - it’s the second act of a trilogy of Moons dissolving old stories, broken systems, and any lies we’ve built our lives upon.
Three Moons, linked across years, carrying us not backward into the past but forward into ignition, toward the moment when the old world dissolves and a new one begins.
The first eclipse in this Pisces trilogy took place this time last year; a mere tremor, like a crack in the shell of an old dream. This weekend’s eclipse is heavier, demanding we release what no longer serves.
And yet behind the Moon’s call to surrender, something larger stirs.
A mysterious traveler, a comet from beyond our solar system, is hurtling toward us, its torchlit body arriving just as these eclipses crest. The path of the comet and the eclipses point toward a rare cosmic portal in February - the Genesis hinge where endings and beginnings collide. Step by step, eclipse by eclipse, the heavens are conspiring to carry us to that threshold.
Pisces does not rip things from our hands. It melts them away until we no longer recognize why we held on so tightly in the first place. This Sunday’s eclipse is not asking us to fight or to cling. It is stripping away what cannot survive the crossing, so that only the essential truth remains.
That truth is the torch we will carry into the corridor ahead - the light that will guide us through the Genesis Portal when endings and beginnings finally trade places.
This eclipse is only the beginning; the opening of a passage.
What waits on the far side of this moon will change everything for good.
The Trilogy of Pisces
Eclipses often unfurl like chapters, linked by an unseen hand, as the Moon holds the rhythm, and we - willing or not - are carried step by step through a story written long before we could read it.
This weekend’s lunar eclipse is the middle act of the Moons’s two-year-long Pisces performance that began in September 2024.
The first act in the Pisces trilogy arrived as a tremor in the water, a murmur in the tide, a hairline crack in the shell of the old dream, just wide enough for the light to seep through. Those who were listening felt the hush of something ending, though they could not yet name it.
Down below, the world mirrored the Moon. In Lebanon and Syria, invisible signals turned deadly as pagers and radios exploded in the hands of thousands, collapsing the very networks meant to connect. In Gaza, a school that should have been sanctuary became a tomb, its most vulnerable caught in the crossfire. And in the sky itself, the swollen Harvest Moon was shadowed, half-vanishing and burning red, a vision of beauty laced with dread.
It was Pisces in its rawest script: boundaries dissolving, illusions ruptured, the innocent sacrificed, the veil between dream and nightmare thinning to nothing.
The Second Act
The second act in this lunar play arrives this weekend, on September 7, 2025, as the Piscean trilogy swells toward its peak.
Once again, we see events on the ground mirroring the sky. Survivors of Jeffrey Epstein stepping into the open, voices trembling yet unbreakable, as secrets once untouchable begin to leak like seawater through a fractured hull. Trump thrashing against the body of the nation itself, waging war with his own people, tearing at the very institutions meant to contain him. The dream of America drifting, bleeding out at its edges, caught between exposure and ruin.
This is Pisces in its feral crescendo: the silenced speaking, the veils shredding, the illusion of order dissolving into raw chaos. The wave has risen, and there is no climbing back to shore until it breaks.
Between now and the third chapter of this lunar trilogy in August 2026, we walk the Genesis Corridor - a procession of rare, unprecedented alignments, spurred on by the eclipses, heralding the dawning of a new age, a new time, a new world, and a new way of belonging among the stars.
As the Moon prepares to darken this weekend, stirring secrets from their hiding places and unmasking all that’s false, the Sun had been flooding us with light. Just days ago, the Sun flung a Coronal Mass Ejection toward Earth, rattling our magnetic field and splashing auroras deep into the continents, shaking the snow globe as the corridor opens.
And as the Sun and Moon stir up cosmic mischief, something else stirs above us; not an echo of the past, but a stranger at the gates. A reminder of who we really are and a harbinger of things to come.
The Messenger from Beyond
As the Moon steps into Earth’s shadow, a mysterious traveler is moving through the heavens. An omen from the cosmos, a stranger from another solar system; Comet 3I/ATLAS, only the third interstellar visitor ever recorded.
Its chemistry is unusual and inverted, a riddle in ice and fire: carbon dioxide where we expect water, a tail that defies the Sun’s command, sometimes pointing toward the light instead of away. And most uncanny of all, it glows at its front, torch-lit, blazing a path into the unknown.
It draws nearer each week, destined to brush closest to Earth in December, aligning almost exactly with the solstice hinge - as though carrying a sealed message across light-years, arriving at the precise moment the world is bracing for change, in the very midst of this Piscean trilogy.
The eclipse this weekend is merely the first domino of a cascade. One event strikes another, each louder than the last, a celestial drumbeat pulling us toward endings and revelations we can no longer escape.
Truth Rises with the Shadow
As the Pisces Full Moon falls into darkness this weekend, expect our world to be flooded with light exposing what was never meant to be seen.
In the darkness of the Moon but with the Sun’s plasma rays pummelling our planet, truth will rise like never before, demanding we let go of the stories we’ve been telling that no longer serve us. What we have clung to will not be torn away - it will simply dissolve in our hands.
And it isn’t only the collective tide. This eclipse drills straight into the charts of Trump and his inner circle, shaking their facades and forcing cracks into view. From Kash Patel to Pam Bondi, Stephen Miller to JD Vance, the eclipse angles strip reputations bare, while even Epstein’s ghost chart flares like a warning light, dragging buried stories back to the surface. The shadow isn’t abstract - it names names.
Under this Moon, RFK Jr. faces scandal and disillusionment, the U.S. itself is forced to see its wounds projected back at it, Epstein’s chart lights up even in death, and Trump’s chart takes such a beating, it sets off a line of dominoes that the stars suggest will unravel him by December and sideline him by next year.
If you want a detailed read of exactly what this eclipse triggers for Trump, his loyalist, for America and the world, and how it will hit your own personal chart, I’ve written all about it in a piece for the Inner Circle:
The Corridor Opens
After the lunar eclipse this weekend, the Virgo Solar Eclipse on September 21 will rip the script from its binding. Governments, institutions, backroom dealers - all will find themselves rewritten beneath a darker sky, and the choices inked here will echo for years.
Then, on October 14, Pluto grinds forward in Aquarius. The planet of buried power, rising from its long stall, will press on the fault lines of rebellion and reinvention, and what has been hidden will not stay buried; old systems will crack, spilling what lies beneath.
As if the sky itself were keeping time, October 29 brings the turn of Comet 3I/ATLAS around the Sun. As heat lashes its frozen surface, experts expect jets of gas and dust will ignite, as it flares like a cosmic torch, arcing toward Earth in perfect counterpoint to Pluto’s revelation, as if summoned into the spotlight to herald the reckoning.
By late November, the fog will thin as Saturn and Neptune turn direct and at the edge of December, the outer planets will stall together at the rims of their signs, history leaning forward, breath held, waiting for the cue.
On December 19, the comet is expected to brush closest to Earth, at a distance of about 170 million miles - close enough to feel like a message in a bottle thrown across light-years finally washing up at our door.
Two days later, the solstice hinge will swing open - planets, eclipses, and an interstellar messenger all converging on a single turning point, less like a season changing and more like the decade itself shifting on its axis.
Where Endings Become Beginnings
As the new year breaks, January tightens the screws as Sun, Mercury, Venus, and Mars march across Pluto in Aquarius - one relentless wave, activating the future’s circuitry. Technology, governance, movements, consciousness itself: all sparked into new design.
And February seals the vault. A solar eclipse clears the board, and Saturn joins Neptune at 0° Aries - a conjunction never seen before, the Genesis Portal, where structure and spirit, endings and beginnings, collide. The narrative of the decade flips.
Here, boundaries dissolve and reform; systems dream, and dreams demand form. It is the moment endings become beginnings, the hinge where the old narrative ends and the new one takes root.
This Portal is the seal and the spark. What was pared down to truth in Pisces becomes the foundation stone in Aries.
The decade does not simply continue. It begins again.
The Moon’s Coda
By the time Pisces third act comes in August 2026, the storm will have already crested. The files unsealed, the voices heard, the false kings shown in their nakedness. The institutions that could not hold will already be fractured. That lunation will be quieter than what came before, yet no less final; the broom through the ashes, the last hinge of a door closing.
Pisces, the dreamer, does not end with thunder but with dissolution. What was solid melts, what was loud grows still. When the Moon, once more shadowed in Pisces, leans into her last eclipse of the cycle next August, it will pare everything down to the single thread that survived - the truth that could not be drowned. It will not be the roar of a wave breaking, but the sweep of the tide pulling back, clearing what it cannot carry forward.
That final eclipse will be the note that lingers after the song. When the trilogy closes, all will not be as it was when it began: the first tremor will be a memory, the second act’s storm a scar, the corridor a crossing, and we, who have walked it, will no longer be who we were.
What This Eclipse Asks of Us
The Pisces eclipse whispers the hardest truth: not everything can be saved, not everything should be carried.
This weekend is a time for tears, for prayers, for forgiveness whispered to the unlistening air. It is not about building but about dissolving. Only when the tide has receded can the new shore be revealed.
This eclipse is the first breath of a six-month transformation. It is the tide pulling out before a flood, the torch lit at the threshold, the opening note in a symphony of change that will carry us through the eclipses, through Pluto’s roar, through the comet’s flyby, and into the Genesis Portal of February.
This is not just another full moon. This is the sky rewriting its script, and inviting us to release the story we thought we were living, so we can step into the one that was waiting all along.
The Moon’s shadow will pass, but the work of this eclipse is only beginning.
How to Honor this Moon
Full Moons often spur us to act outwardly, but this one calls us inward. Pisces doesn’t roar for attention - it dissolves, it releases, it invites us to unclench our fists and let the tide carry away what we were never meant to hold.
So, if you’re wondering how to honor this Moon, how to walk the Genesis Corridor, how to prepare for all that is to come as we hurtle down this tunnel towards a brave new world rising, then this weekend, here is your task:
Sit in the quiet. Light a candle or sit beneath the sky, and let your eyes soften. Don’t chase answers. Let what wants to rise, rise.
Name what you are ready to release. Old grudges, false dreams, the burden of proving yourself - say it aloud, or write it down and let the page become the tide.
Offer it up. Breathe it out, burn the paper, whisper it into the night. This eclipse is the ocean’s inhale; give it what you no longer need.
Hold the torch. Notice what remains after the release - a feeling, a word, a truth that does not dissolve. That ember is yours to carry forward.
This eclipse is not asking you to fight or to perform. It is asking you to surrender, to let go, to let the tide pull back and reveal the shore that waits beneath.
What dissolves under this Moon was never ours to keep; what remains is the ember of truth, glowing steady in the dark.
We don’t wait for the new world.
We become it.
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Find out what the Pisces Lunar Eclipse means for Trump, his loyalists, America - and you. [Step into the Inner Circle →]
My intention in my writing is to lessen the climate of fear around world events by offering clarity and cosmic context for what’s unfolding; to bring context to the chaos. I believe our highest calling right now is to anchor in the vibration of love & truth and call in a more beautiful world, and to do that, we must lean out of fear. I hope you read this with an open, uplifted heart.
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