The Scorpio Full Moon & Years of Tower Moments

I guide others through their soul’s darkest nights and when the sun chooses to return. In truth, sometimes I’m called to walk through those nights myself. Today’s Full Moon in Scorpio is more than a lunar event — it’s a sacred mirror reflecting the death and rebirth cycle I’ve been living for almost four years. As a Scorpio Rising, this full moon doesn’t just illuminate me—it initiates me.

I want to share a personal reflection on what the last four Scorpio Full Moons have gifted me. I have been walking with pain, seeking clarity, transformation, and a return to wholeness. I offer my personal stories to you, as a reminder that even in our most shattered states, we are being guided home to ourselves.

This is the story of how the last four years carried an Ego Death, Transformation & a Rebirth.

Today is the Scorpio Full Moon — if there’s one lunar event that always hits me hardest and heals me deepest, it’s this one.

As a Scorpio Rising, I’ve come to recognize how intensely this moon influences my life. Ruled by Pluto — the master of the underworld, the planet of transformation, power, and deep change. Most know that Scorpio energy doesn’t whisper; it roars. It breaks down everything that no longer serves and digs deep into the hidden corners of the soul, pulling truth from the shadows. It’s my favourite full moon of the zodiac year, not because it’s easy, but because it never fails to transform me.

For four consecutive Scorpio full moons, I’ve gone through a near-mythical cycle of death and rebirth. Each year, like clockwork, tower moments have arrived in the weeks leading up — everything unravels, and just when I feel like I can’t take any more, clarity breaks through. And each time, the breaking has brought me back to the truth of who I am becoming.

Even though I do this work, I still don’t receive a hall pass. There is no avoiding what the soul’s journey is trying to transform in us.

In 2022 it would be my breaking open, my hero’s journey, come to think of it. I tore my Achilles tendon and ATFL in my left leg. I had just closed my shoppe and escaped to BC, trying to begin again when really I was masking something painful. Instead, BC sent me home with a physical injury that forced a spiritual reckoning. My body screamed what my soul already knew. I was not just limping in flesh — I was limping in life.

The left leg is associated with the feminine energy (receptivity, intuition, nurturing, and inner world). This would be a deep soul message that my divine feminine was overwhelmed, exhausted, and wounded. This was a calling for my divine masculine within to step up and carry me through. My leg injury suggested a loss of direction, stability, and support — both physically and energetically. This brought me into complete devastation and one that I fought tirelessly to conceal. 

The divine masculine when healthy brings structure, protection, forward movement, and grounded action. This was a massive defining moment for myself, and I missed it, I didn’t see it. My soul was begging me to listen and I was pushing my way through no matter what it took. I needed my divine masculine to step up because my divine feminine was crumbling. I was experiencing an Ego death, and a towering where there was no escape.

That injury cracked me wide open and left me asking….

“What is Spirit trying to show me?”

Clearly I wasn’t ready as I continued forging my way through.

Then came 2023, just like the year before, the Scorpio full moon stirred everything up again. As per my usual way, I took a leap into the unknown. This is my Human Design, this is the way I came in to learn, to grow, and to become. During this full moon I made the hard decision to put my dream home up for sale. The sign went up, I got in my car and I drove east to the Maritimes. I went not once but twice to search where my heart and soul was leading. I was moving to a completely new place in Canada—somewhere I had never been, never mind lived. 

I began wondering to myself, “Was I running away or running towards my soul’s truth?”  It felt all too familiar, it felt like a continuation of the Ego death.

Everything I had known was falling away.

Another version of me crumbled.

Another transformation initiated.

This was when the clarity came in and when I realized the answers. This was when the deep work began. 

Looking back to the beginning of 2024 and marking 10 months of my house being up for sale, it finally sells. As a retiring realtor this too was a tower moment. I have never had such growing pains while selling a house (nevermind my own), dropping the price and selling in a slow market.

In 2024, my body was still healing. My leg wasn’t fully restored, and my spirit wasn’t either. Family dynamics were surfacing along with ‘anything that can go wrong, will’ (Murphy’s Law). My move to the Island became another storm of unraveling. I kept trying to piece my heart back together while navigating yet another version of life I hadn’t asked for. I was grieving the life I thought I would have and fighting for the one I was slowly, painfully, rebirthing.

Scorpio once again delivered her medicine.

And now here we are in 2025. This time, the pain has been mostly spiritual. These last two months especially, I’ve felt like I was cracking open from the inside out. If you had spoken to me recently, you would’ve heard the trembling in my voice. I was breaking. The Creator was showing me how to put it all back together—not just the last four years, but the very foundation of my life. I was being called to surrender and I knew it was not up to me. I was coming to completion of a Soul Cycle. I just knew it was the moment when only the shadows could bring me to the light.

So I surrendered.

In my surrender and discomfort I felt every bit of me that was coming up. I had no choice as I found myself standing on the precipice of what could be — my last defining moment, my last chance. I wanted to show up for it, there was no other choice. I wanted it so badly because I just didn’t know if I would be able to breathe for another four years.

This defining moment came at the most inopportune time. I was laying in bed waiting for the alarm so I could head out to the airport to fly back to PEI. It was just after midnight and I woke up crying, afraid I would lose control, afraid I would wake my daughter. Finally it was time to get up and I went downstairs to wait for an uber driver. My daughter came down with me even though I tried fighting her as I just didn’t want to break saying goodbye. We sat on the sofa and she leaned in to be held. I was so frightened I wouldn’t be able to hold myself together but I inhaled with the blessing of holding my babygirl. Our conversation will forever be ingrained in my heart as it was that conversation that promised me a way through.

This kind of moment becomes a Sacred Inner Union portal — when the feminine finally lets herself be supported, and the masculine learns to lead from love.

I found balance. In my surrender I allowed my inner masculine to rise up and support my feminine. Rather than continuing to push through the pain, I realized all of this was my soul’s way of saying, “Let yourself be held. Let the doing rest. Let the strength rise from within — not from striving, but from alignment.”

I cried silently in the car, dreading the airport check in. You see my flight there showed me what I would be experiencing on that visit, as everything was a mess. The airline lost my reservation and even cracked open my favourite Love suitcase. The luggage I purchased at the beginning of all this and one that stops traffic, yes I receive the biggest compliments wherever I travel. So heading back to PEI with my luggage duct taped together, I too wished I could be duct taped.

The check in guy could have been an Angel sent for me as he was the kindest soul. I have no idea how he did it but the two of us were like kindred spirits with me definitely crying and he on the brink. The floodgates stayed open and thankfully the sun was bright on that airplane. I had my sunglasses on and I waited for the doors to close and I would be in my front door within 3 hours.

That night, I stood on my deck, handing over everything to the Creator. My entire day was filled with glimpses of kindness and gentle souls who showed me grace. So by evening I was wide open and ready to let the light in, ready to let the healing begin. On Thursday morning, I awoke transformed and in a way I would never have expected. That night in meditation, I met a version of myself from another life. She had been waiting in her own towering moment, destroying everything in her path — not unlike what I have been capable of in my past. I promised to help her heal, and she offered me back the missing piece of my soul—a fragment I’ve been searching for through all the pain. When I was sitting on my daugher’s sofa with her in my arms I was thinking I had to heal all of the pain of my entire life and ancestry so my own children would not have to do this heavy healing.

All of this going into the eneergy of the most powerful Full Moon in astrology.

This full moon is different. I finally see it. The cycles make sense now. Everything from the fall months of 2024 to now has been preparing me for this moment. The Scorpio full moon completed a cycle that began six months earlier, and like clockwork, this one has wrapped up something soul-shattering. But this time, I didn’t just collapse—I was rebuilt.

This is the essence of Scorpio.

Death. 

Transformation. 

Soul retrieval.

Rebirth.

One of my ways of understanding more of who I am is by leaning into my astrology. Astrology was my first teacher and taught me the reasons to truly love myself and a shortcut to surrender. During the last four years I have been in an Astrological Completion where my dance partners have been Saturn, the Lunar Nodes, and My Own Becoming.

This cycle began when the lunar nodes touched this same Scorpio-Taurus axis. Now, it’s completing through my 4th and 10th houses—home, foundation, purpose, and legacy—during my Saturn Return. No wonder it all came crashing down. No wonder it all makes sense now. Deep Gratitude to Saturn leaving Pisces on May 25th and now I get to exhale.

Saturn Return is the karmic story that shows us what our Soul came here to grow and heal from, the life in which it came to face. Saturn returns approximately every 29.5 year to the part of the sky it was in at the time of your birth. And my Scorpio Rising is who I am meant to be rising up as, and quite possibly my next life.

My Ego death has revealed my rise and I have now survived my 2nd return.

I now see that PEI, the place I ran to and recently questioned, is where I am meant to be reborn.

My heart is no longer broken—it is whole.

My soul isn’t lost—it’s returning home.

I’ve been through four years of tower moments, but they were never meant to destroy me. They were meant to unearth me. And for the first time, I’m not just surviving—I’m becoming.

My most favourite part of working with my clients — they too come to realize we are here to learn and to grow.

This is part of the roadmap to our best life and the invitation to become immersed with our true core essence.

If this journey through the Scorpio Full Moon has mirrored something within your own soul — if you’re navigating a season of death, rebirth, or deep spiritual reckoning—know that you’re not alone. I guide soul-led beings through their own healing initiations, using tools like astrology, past life regression, human design, and ancestral alchemy to help you return home to yourself.

Book a Soul Session or join my next live event to begin your own sacred transformation.

With love and breath,

Patrice aka LuLu

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Founder of Odyssey Lighthouse