So- a website! A blog! A home for my musings! A launchpad for my work! A sound and hearty galleon with which to sail (sometimes hostile) seas, and deliver my knowledge to those who would benefit from it… and to gather more in return.
At the time of writing, the Moon has recently passed the degree it inhabited at the time I was born- 10 degrees Scorpio. Mama Moon is grey and swollen, lurking darkly behind drifting slatelike clouds that have been pouring rain over my home city for weeks. She isn’t giving much away at present… Neptune is in station, turning retrograde. Saturn is gathering pace in retrograde, tumbling backwards into Capricorn. Mercury is comfortable in an RX, spitting sparks and lost mail, and Venus begs again to be center of attention as she shakes off her retrograde madness and trips lightly through the dainty zone of Gemini.
Mars launched himself into Aries just a few days ago much to the excitement of the astrology community- like a shot out of a fairground cannon! But now it is like Mars has shot his shot! The climax is done, the war god rolls over and snores. The door has banged open and the crowds await…
A great transition looms, yet the whole world feels like it is walking blind. For we are in the eclipse zone.
I am thirty-five! Single, no kids, one black cat and an aquarium with tropical fish and another empty one awaiting a setup of garden snails. Over the Covid lockdown, my flatmate went stir crazy and got nine thousand kinds of drunk and stoned so I am currently in a twilight zone of my parents’ spare bedroom. I am finishing up a massage course where a lot of painful things happened for me, and looking for other massage ventures I can pursue in tandem with my astrology. Things feel like nowhere, things feel like everywhere, it feels like the zone.
Trust! The lunar eclipse is all about trust. It is not a time for spells, for divination, for any of the ceaseless questionings we throw upon the Universe. This is a full moon on steroids, this is when shit starts to get real. It is time for us to remember our covenant with ourselves. For if you are reading this, you will surely have gone through those dark and tearful nights where you realised that you were going to have to get real with the heavens and get real with ourselves. No more hiding, the angels will want us to stand up and be counted.
