Full moons are times of exfoliation, of sloughing off dead layers of self—and eclipses are when we shed our skin entire. Snake-like, we leave husks of our former selves, our past lives, our previous dreams in our wake. We change directions, change paths, change our minds—or they are changed for us. We form new skin—new layers grow over our raw vulnerability—but at first we are naked, exposed, tender and new. Go gentle through this eclipse, dear ones. Take care of the fresh and untried iterations you are evolving into.