“The full moon in Virgo is rational and romantic.” 
by Kelsey Oke

For someone who has lived arguably one of the dreamiest early adult lives imaginable, kissing corners of this earth most might only daydream of, swapping sentiments with the kinds of stunning souls in picture perfect settings usually reserved for the silver screen, breathing in lungfuls and eyefuls and heartfuls of some of the most magical imaginable moments… I have somehow remained utterly logical, pleasantly pragmatic, unapologetically realistic. And in the past ten years of letting the wind blow me through more countries than years I currently hold, this is one of my proudest traits: not letting the romance of life in all of its changing seasons and sensibilities sweep me too far away from the truth.

For me, it feels essential (not just important or practical) to keeping this pinch-me lifestyle afloat: to always remain clear-eyed and sound-minded no matter which foreign tongue or exotic experience or tempting local delicacy is tugging me (urging me) deeper and deeper into a ‘perfect fantasy life abroad’ mentality that all of this at times seems to grant! 

But this is still real life. There are still jobs and bills and commitments to maintain, relationships still get sticky, families are still far away, we’re still on the edges of a global pandemic here (in between the bottle-popping boat trip weekends). And I still make an active effort to cultivate clarity on the details of this life I have worked so hard to curate, always shining my own light on what is real versus imagined, but continuing to do my best listening to both my head and my heart. This is how I stay tethered to my truths.

My favourite illogical fundamental truth is my absolute belief that the universe WILL work itself out for us. Something I cannot hold or measure or identify, and yet it remains one of my deepest resounding principles. And to blindly trust the universe is a dreamy notion. To leave it all up to the heavens or the energies or any higher power you might subscribe to is absolutely irrational. It is obscure, and unknown, and it certainly leaves us exposed to the foolish beliefs that we don’t hold our own powers to create our own realities. But to me, that is the beauty of it all. Believing so firmly in that unknown force is the power I hold (to let it all just happen).  

And as this month comes to a creeping close, I am reminded of how blurry these lines can get, especially during Pisces season. What is real and what is filtered? How do dreams weigh next to logic? Let’s face it: this is a dreamy freaking island. I drive that ocean road at sunrise and sunset each day, letting it all take my breath away. These are our ultramarine moments, crisp and defined as a paint-by-numbers kit, but they are trimmed in certain fundamental truths.  And we must continue these habits of reasoning in accordance with the principles of logic. Because it is only in our own personal principles (of logic, of passion, integrity, honesty, so and so…) where we will find our truths. Our bottom lines. Our ride or die feels. If only we can remain as rational as we are romantic. The meeting place of these two notions (typically misunderstood in parallel as squabbling siblings rather than yin and yang) is where the (lucid) magic happens.

So this month, take a pause, and ask yourself about your Truths. Your Imaginations and your Intuitions. Your Idealisms and your Realisms. You are Cerebral and Ethereal in all of its glorious, obverse oneness.