She didn’t really seem like a Pisces from the article description about her life. She smoked until she was 117 and had a sort of witty dry sense of humor (like a Capricorn) that I don’t usually associate with sensitive Pisces.
The moon in this way, with its magnetic quality and its arrows is the compass of our lives. Learning to read it is helpful. It’s a multi- tool in our tool box that we need. A reflector of light, a magnet for a mate, and a compass showing us the direction in the night. Without it we would be lost, ungrounded. Like a balancing pendulum keeping our core from going too far in any one direction- it is the weight that pulls us back to center. The moon.