By Niamh Fodla
It’s the time of Scorpio, when turbulence wields its power. When simple reality implodes into denser matter. When hatred is strong enough to kill without a sword and love is strong enough to heal without a whisper. When beauty lies in the impenetrable mist.
It’s a watery time of glorious secrecy.
A video for thought, click here.
Exploring a mystic reality.
A video for feeling, click here.
Scorpio’s passion finds solace in its own deep waves.
Aim at heaven, and you will get earth thrown in. Aim at earth and you will get neither.
First, second and third photos: © Niamh Fodla
Last photo, used with permission, © Jennifer Razee.