Waxing Crescent Moon in Aries

I haven’t been fortunate enough to be born with a Mars-ruled Moon but I met a lot of people with a Moon in Aries. Both close friends and lovers. Like any placement, it’s a blessing and a curse. It’s quick and motivated, but not always to do the right thing. The default mode is to do whatever heals the emotional boredom that stirs up an Aries Moon. Remedy? Awareness, for one. Healthy ways to sweat out and express your energy are the other. 

Here is kind of a prose. 

There is no need to fight for love unless you have the Moon or Venus in Aries. Should love be a battleground? Or do you look for a warrior in you and this is the best way that it can come through? In the art of letting go, there is a golden thread to forever. The beauty of letting go is the doors that open for you, without a push and a pull. 

When we fight for love instead of being in love we already failed. All the facets of love can be found in peace. The philosophy of love as a battlefield is flawed from the moment we draw our swords, daggers, and guns. So we bring fists to a gunfight. We lose when we realise that we are not fighting with another man but with our own shadow.