A spooky season full moon in Taurus & a metaphor, beaten to death

Some of you need to die on the hill that you won’t leave… or not (I don't actually know)

Lately, I’ve been revisiting the many hills that I’ve died on

the versions of me that couldn’t let them go (and never had to) lay in various states of peace and unrest.

If you’ve found yourself on a hill, one you feel a cloying attachment to, one you cannot and will not bring yourself to leave,

have you considered dying there?

There’s a cost to it, for sure.

That ‘you’ obviously cannot just pick up and keep going after that

if you want to re-engage with the world outside of that hill, you have to be different in order to do it