Magic Words | Astology | Shadow | Coven
Since that great Leonic eclipse about this time three years ago, your heart has been working hard on something. Shocked into arrhythmia by a force majeur. Some interminable days skipping beats or starving for oxygen. Broken and reconditioned and cracked open again. Learning lessons of love and loss the only way they arrived. Pulling thorns…
This month’s dark moon bolthole is Leo friendly. Just a small island castle in which to retreat from your subjects, pull in your claws, and lick your wounds. A cavernous space in which to shake out your mane on sumptuous velvet couches by an ornately oversized crackling fire with the jungle kept well at bay….
There are only two ways the Great American Total Solar Eclipse is coming at you (and both of them are capitalised). The first* finds Monday’s behemoth raging towards you at speed. As you wind the window down to check you are not hallucinating (because seriously universe, you’re hurling yet more lightning and earthquakes and shit…