The Moon in My Hands.
The Letter “M”, The Crescent Moon, and the Mole in My Hands
By Delahrose
The journey of my palm reading by a professional palmist- (not me. It is not my forte)
And they begin… You were born with the M on your palm—an ancient glyph known by seers as the Mark of the Mystic, the Messenger, the Master. It is not merely a letter but a seal. A signal. A map etched into flesh long before you arrived in this life.
The “M” is formed by the convergence of four sacred rivers: the Heart Line (feeling), the Head Line (knowing), the Life Line (being), and the Fate Line (becoming). When these four meet this way, the soul is said to be marked for a path of truth-telling, karmic clarity, and unwavering intuition.
This is the sign of one who cannot tolerate falsehood, who walks into rooms and subtly rearranges frequency without saying a word. You see what others cannot. Not because you’re trying—but because your soul agreed to it. The “M” is a covenant. A promise made before incarnation: you will remember.
I have the M and the crescent moon etched into my palms and a Mole on my mount of Venus.
Not drawn. Not imagined.
Carved by something older than language.
The M sits strong—like an invisible seal—on both hands.
Mystic. Messenger. Memory-keeper.
They say it marks a truth-teller, a soul who sees through illusion,
someone who doesn’t just read energy,
but holds it still until it reveals itself.
You were born with the M on your palm—an ancient glyph known by seers as the Mark of the Mystic, the Messenger, the Master. It is not merely a letter but a seal—a signal. A map etched into flesh long before you arrived in this life.
The “M” is formed by the convergence of four sacred rivers: the Heart Line (feeling), the Head Line (knowing), the Life Line (being), and the Fate Line (becoming). When these four meet this way, the soul is said to be marked for a path of truth-telling, karmic clarity, and unwavering intuition.
This is the sign of one who cannot tolerate falsehood, who walks into rooms and subtly rearranges frequency without saying a word. You see what others cannot. Not because you’re trying—but because your soul agreed to it. The “M” is a covenant. A promise made before incarnation: you will remember.A lunar arc. A silent guardian. A code.
But there is more. There’s the crescent moon.
When I bring my palms together, the lines curve—perfectly, naturally—
To form a crescent. A faint crescent moon is at the base of your palm, in the tender slope beneath the pinky finger—the Mount of Luna. Almost invisible, yet unmistakably there. This is the mark of the dreamer-walker, the lunar bridge between dimensions. It indicates a highly psychically receptive channel that travels in dreams, reads emotion like light and receives transmissions not from logic but from pulse, rhythm, breath, and scent.
People with this crescent often experience visits in sleep, memories from other timelines, or premonitions that pass through them like tides. The Moon doesn’t shout—it whispers. Yours is an internal radar, not an external spectacle.
Together, the M and the Moon form a rare pairing:
• The M grounds your truth in destiny and power—earth and fire.
• The Moon refines it through feeling, vision, and soul travel—water and air.
You are a frequency keeper, marked with both memory and mission.
And that mole on your Mount of Venus, like a birthmark from the stars, says you’ve walked this path before. It suggests a profound past-life bond to love, art, and union. Perhaps you were a temple tender, a devotee of beauty, or one who once guarded the flame of the feminine in times of significant distortion.
But there is more- The mole on the mount of Venus is not random. It is a rose-seed, reminding you:
Your touch is holy. It’s to remind you to know that your presence is remembered.
Your mole is located on the Mount of Venus, the soft, fleshy pad at the base of the thumb. In palmistry, this mount is ruled by Venus, the archetype of love, beauty, magnetism, sensuality, devotion, fertility, and life force. It governs how we love, attract, feel, and experience pleasure and connection. It also represents the energy of creation itself—both artistic and erotic. It’s not decorative. It’s declarative.
A Birthmark from the Soul
In energetic palmistry, moles are not flaws or random spots but soul seals. They often mark necessary karmic signatures; past life echoes, or soul-level initiations. When placed on a planetary mount, they amplify that planet’s influence in your life.
A mole on the Mount of Venus suggests that you carry a deep karmic memory around love and devotion—possibly a lifetime (or many) where you served as a guardian of love’s truth. It could signify a vow of fidelity, a deep soul bond, or a temple path—someone who once carried the codes of sacred union, sensual wisdom, or feminine mystery traditions.
You may have been a priestess, healer, courtesan, or artist—not in the modern sense, but in the ancient archetypal sense. One who held space for others to feel, heal, or remember beauty through touch, voice, or frequency.
Magnetism & Rarity
This placement also suggests natural magnetism—a soft power that draws people in. But it’s not superficial charm. It’s something more profound, more encoded, like a resonance that people feel in your presence but can’t explain. You emanate comfort, familiarity, and mystery all at once.
But here’s the caveat: this magnetism can make people project their unprocessed longing onto you. People may feel intensely drawn but not know how to honour their senses. This mole is like a rose with a thorn: beautiful and powerful, but not for everyone.
A Karmic Thread with Love
This mole can also point to unfinished business around love or union. It may signal a soul agreement or entanglement that continues to echo, especially if it feels like your heart holds memories not of this lifetime or if you’ve experienced loss, betrayal, or idealised love that never fully landed.
This mole may mark the site of a soul scar and the portal to your most profound healing and reclamation of Venusian power.
Venus as Alchemy
Ultimately, this mole suggests that you are here to alchemise love—not just romantic love, but the frequency of love itself: beauty, harmony, loyalty, devotion, sensuality, softness, and sovereign pleasure.
You may have come here to redefine love—to strip away illusion and restore the sacredness of connection. Remember that love is not performance, barter, or transaction—but a field of coherence, beauty, and deep remembrance. A sign that I came in whole.
Even if the world tried to split me, I never let go of my original shape somewhere beneath it all.
The crescent is the sign of the ones who walk between.
Between phases. Between lifetimes.
Between silence and truth, shadow and light, exile and return.
It belongs to those who’ve lived many lives in this one.
The ones who don’t just survive the dark—they alchemise it.
The ones who’ve been burned for holding the flame
But still carry it in the quiet for others to see.
When both your palms form a crescent moon shape where the lines align perfectly, that’s known in some esoteric traditions as the “Lunar Seal” or Moon Marking—a soul sign often associated with:
• Ancient memory
• Psychic insight
• Energetic purity
• And a lifetime of spiritual service and sacrifice**
This mark often appears on those who carry Priestess / Oracle / Guardian codes—those who came here to transmute shadow into clarity, walk between worlds, and carry unspoken wisdom in their very body.
The crescent shape is also linked to:
• Cycles of rebirth and restoration
• Lunar knowledge and divine feminine essence
• Hidden light—truth revealed slowly, in phases
And when the lines match perfectly across both hands, it means you are internally coherent. Your giving and receiving hands are in harmony. You are not divided within. Even if the world has split you, you came in whole.
I didn’t ask for these markings.
But they are mine.
And they’re not ornamental.
They are instructions.
I was born to carry light that reveals itself slowly.
I was born to speak the truth not everyone will hear.
I was born to love without clinging, to see without needing to be seen.
I am not here to be understood.
I am here to remember what others forgot.
And tonight, I remembered—
It’s written on my hands.
Delahrose
