Cancer/Moon Astrology: The She Wolf Within

Before we get all cosmic and lunar, my fellow Cancerians and Moon people, let’s groove to Shakira’s “She Wolf” like it’s our anthem, baby! [wild howls] You know we’ve got that sensuous, instinctual energy coursing through us, and this song just ignites our wild side. But hold on, folks, ’cause we’re diving into some deep waters today. Now, this post ain’t all about sexy dance moves and moonlit howling; it’s about something real. It’s about the hunger of the Moon, and no, I’m not talking about late-night fridge raids. We’re talking about a woman’s battle with an eating disorder. Heavy stuff, right? Enter Cherry Boone, a name that rings a bell, not for fame or fortune, but for the struggles she faced. This lady was in the spotlight, and she was notorious for her struggle with anorexia and bulimia. See, in astrology, we think the Moon’s got a say in our emotions, our instincts, all that inner stuff we carry around. And us Cancerians, we’re Moon’s favorites; it’s like we’ve got a direct line to the lunar vibes. So, when we see someone like Cherry Boone, it’s natural to wonder how that big, shiny Moon up there played a role. But don’t get it twisted; we ain’t blaming the Moon for her struggles. No cosmic scapegoats here, folks. Astrology’s more about understanding the connections, the energies, the patterns that shape our lives. So, what was it in Cherry Boone’s chart that made her dance this dangerous dance with her own body and mind? Maybe it was the Moon’s emotional tides that she couldn’t navigate, or perhaps the Moon’s nurturing influence gone awry. Maybe her Moon sign was doing a real number on her, making her doubt herself and her body, pushing her down a perilous path.

In the end, this post is a reminder that beneath all the celestial dances and zodiac quirks, we’re talking about real people with real struggles. It’s a call to reflect on how our inner worlds, our emotions, and our instincts can take us to some dark places, and how we need to reach out, connect, and offer support to those who are howling at their own moons.

“Finally Cherry Boone promised her fiancé, Dan O’Neill, that she would never again gorge herself with food only to throw it up. Dan took her at her word—after all, if you couldn’t trust Pat Boone’s eldest daughter, whom could you trust? As he drove off into the night, Cherry walked into the family’s Beverly Hills home and stared at the meat scraps left for her dog, Summa. Minutes later, returning unannounced to the house, Dan remembers witnessing the most “revolting and pathetic thing I’d ever seen.” His wife-to-be was sitting on the kitchen floor, eating out of the dog’s dish. “I nearly broke off the engagement,” he remembers. “But I realized she must be sick, and I loved her enough that I wanted to help her if I could.” 

Cherry’s Biography:

American child of a noted family, she was the first born daughter of singer Pat Boone. She was also the author of an autobiography, “Starving For Attention,” which tells of her ten-year battle with bulimia-anorexia, when she dropped to an alarming 82 lbs. During her anorexic phase, she starved herself and exercised four hours a day, then as a bulimic, she gorged herself with food and then, through laxatives and induced vomiting, purged her body of the food. In the book, she claims that the condition is suffered by 10 million young women. Society’s obsession with thinness must share some of the blame. In 1984 she came out with a second book, “Dear Cherry,” a collection of letters from women who understood and shared her experience. After an advantaged upbringing, she succumbed to the pressure of having to live up to a public image. She stopped eating and was finally hospitalized for anemia 3/21/1977. From there, she went into rehab. Turning her private hell into public service, Cherry began lecturing and reaching out to others who suffered from eating disorders. She settled into a suburban area northeast of Seattle where she lives with her husband, Dan, an author and head of Mercy Corps, a group that works with the homeless and hungry. They have two kids, Brittany and Brendan. Cherry writes that her obsession began at 13 when her weight ballooned to 140 lbs. Teased by her school mates, she vowed to never be fat again, turning her humiliation into a self-hatred of her body. Externally, she seemed a normal teen with good grades, dates and family activities, but she was actually eating one meal a day, watching every calorie and exercising fanatically. It was not until she had dropped to 92 lbs that her parents discovered her secret. They reasoned, pleaded, punished and sent her to medical help, but could not put a dent into the girl. She fit the typical profile, a perfectionist with a poor self-image, constantly trying to please others and overwhelmed by life. Rather than releasing or expressing her feelings, she turned her anger inward. When she and Dan married in 1975, she was still dependent on laxatives. It was Dan who finally persuaded her to get psychological counseling. By then she was a skeleton, with rotten teeth from vomiting stomach acids. Making an effort to cooperate and understand, she took some two years to feel comfortably on the road to survival.

Cherry Boone, with her four planets camped out in Cancer – the sign ruled by the Moon – well, that’s like putting her right in the Moon’s territory. Now, imagine Cancer as this hungry, prowling wolf, especially at night, when things get mysterious and instincts run wild. It’s like a cosmic buffet of emotions and desires. And yeah, you’re right, astrology’s all about degrees of hunger, from a growling belly to an insatiable appetite for something more profound. With her Sun, Mercury, Jupiter, and Uranus all hanging out in Cancer, it’s like she’s got this lunar symphony playing in her birth chart. The Sun forming a square to the Moon? That’s like a cosmic tug-of-war between her conscious self and her deep, primal instincts. It’s like her inner wolf is howling loud, trying to find balance under the Moon’s spell. Her Cancerian energies, ruled by the Moon, are like a dance with shadows in the night. It’s a constant struggle, a battle to satisfy those hunger pangs, but the menu isn’t food; it’s something deeper, more elusive. Her journey could have been one of seeking to understand those hungers, to feed her soul, not just her body. In this astrological landscape, it’s like Cherry Boone was navigating a wilderness of emotions and instincts, and sometimes, it got wild and untamed, like that hungry wolf.

The imagery of a howling wolf atop a desolate mountain, gazing at the silvery moon, is hauntingly beautiful and profoundly symbolic of the Cancerian experience. It’s like they’re standing at the edge of their own emotional abyss, letting out a soulful cry that echoes through the night. Cancer, oh Cancer, the sign of the crab, often fears loneliness like no other. It’s like they’ve got this shell to protect themselves, but deep down, they crave connection, emotional intimacy, and a sense of belonging. The emptiness they might feel, it’s like a pit in their stomach, an ache in their soul. They’re not just hungry for love; they’re starving for it. Cancers can be their own harshest critics. That inner voice, always nagging, always telling them they’re not good enough, not lovable enough—it’s like a relentless hunger for validation. Insecurity? Oh, Cancer knows it well. But here’s the beautiful paradox: Cancer’s greatest lesson is to learn to nurture themselves. To realize that the answer to their hunger lies within. They need to turn that tender, loving care they give to others back onto themselves. It’s like finding a hidden wellspring of personal and emotional satisfaction.

Ignoring that inner voice, that gnawing hunger to be emotionally fulfilled, well, that’s where things get tricky. It’s like a wolf in the background, lurking in the shadows, waiting to be fed. Cancer, like the moon itself, has phases. Sometimes they’re full, radiant, and nurturing. Other times, they’re just a sliver, but that hunger never truly goes away. In the end, it’s all about embracing the full moon of their own emotions and finding that elusive sense of satisfaction.

. The Moon, in the grand cosmic scheme, rules over our instincts, the feminine energy, and all those automatic functions that keep us ticking. It’s like the heartbeat of our emotional world, and when it comes to Cancer, well, they’re its chosen ones. Cancerians, those water signs, they’re like the Moon’s poster children. They’re all about the past, the family, and their roots. It’s like they’ve got this deep connection to their history, and they’re fiercely protective of their loved ones. That crab symbol, it’s not just for show; it’s like Cancer’s grip on the things they care about is ironclad. Letting go? Not their strong suit, my friend.

Powerful lunar types can sometimes use food as a way to cope or compensate. When emotions run high, and that need for nurturance isn’t met, it’s like they’re trying to fill that emotional void with food. Bulimia and anorexia, they’re like the extreme ends of this cosmic spectrum, where the Moon’s influence on emotions goes haywire. Bulimia, it’s like trying to purge those overwhelming feelings, to regain some control. Anorexia? It’s like they’re saying, “I can’t control my emotions, but I can control what I eat.” It’s a tough cosmic battle, and it’s why astrology can sometimes shed light on these struggles. So, we’ve got to remember, the Moon isn’t just about pretty lunar phases; it’s about the ebb and flow of emotions, and sometimes, those tides can pull us into turbulent waters. Understanding these cosmic connections can help us navigate those emotional seas, and for those dealing with such challenges, seeking professional help and support is crucial. In the end, it’s all about finding that emotional nurturance, whether from within or from the world around us, so we can ride those lunar waves with grace and balance.

Hunger Moon and Wolf Moon, those are evocative names for the Full Moon, and they carry a lot of weight, just like Cancer and the Moon do in the astrological world. Emotional hunger, that insatiable longing for something deeper, that’s what Cancer and the Moon are all about. It’s like they’ve got a cosmic appetite for emotions and feelings that can be stronger than logic. When a child faces emotional wounds, it’s like a hungry Moon is born, and that hunger can linger throughout a lifetime.

The tarot card of the Moon is filled with symbolism, and it’s like a portal into the depths of the human psyche. The dog and the wolf in that card represent the dual nature of our instincts. The wolf, untamed and wild, can turn on those emotionally dependent, just like how our inner turmoil can sometimes harm. It’s a reminder that, even in our closest relationships, there’s a primal, unpredictable side to human nature. For Cancerians, food often takes on a special role. It’s not just about nourishing the body; it’s a way to soothe that hungry stomach, both physically and emotionally.

Now, let’s talk about food, shall we? For many Cancerians, food isn’t just sustenance; it’s an emotional anchor. It’s how they nurture themselves and others. It’s like a warm, comforting hug for the soul. Food becomes a way to soothe not just a hungry stomach but also a hungry heart. The Sun square the Moon, that’s like shining a spotlight on family dynamics. It can illuminate conflicts, rivalries, and the complex web of relationships within a family. But it’s also a lesson, a chance for personal growth and finding one’s own identity within the family.

I’m my own person,” says Cherry. “My identity no longer rises and falls with the Pat Boone family.”