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Some good news astrology amidst shit getting realer than real. Virgo has exited the lair of the lioness, her voyage out of the jungle marked by the conclusion of a fiery relationship cycle. With the full moon hungover in Aries sidled up to a hamstrung Mars, the pressure remained on as the dark feminine stared…
As the new moon rises to pull us back from the inky void, she arrives as potent prelude to a tipping point. Make no mistake about it, this lunar cycle is a fresh crossing that calls your soul to its purpose through embodiment. You are here. Now. Navigating humanity’s late stage gong show as your…
Around about this time each year, when Virgo arrives to usher in the new season and her discernment reframes my world, I turn my attention to boundaries. In my deck, I call this the dirty word card for the eye rolls its appearance engenders. Boundaries is another one of those words that rolls easily off…
All hail the arrival of Virgo season, her grace and grounding a mutable antidote to this mad year in progress. As Mars stalks his claim on the arse end of 2020 and our world appears wedged in its own birth canal, Virgo magic is just the enchanting efficacy required to pull thy shit together anew….
Not all the side effects of eclipsia have been disastrous, if a little tough to choke down and even harder to digest. The natural result of so much trouble and strife has been a glorious honing and owning of our moral compass. It spins on our value system, the qualities and characteristics we hold dear…
Another week, another planetary heavy hitter stationing to turn direct as we trudge through the final days of a long and brutal eclipse season. Time and tides have irrevocably shifted us here through a portal we were powerless to refuse. There is no turning back now, no matter what we wish upon. There is much…
Whilst you’re out mending fences and securing the gates to your estate, take a moment or eleventy to connect yourself to the earthy medicine on offer. Getting thy feet on the ground or hands plunged into soil or sand is balm for discombobulated earthlings. Our nature demands constant earthing. Lady Luna is ensconced in Capricornia…
We are approaching virgin territory in no uncertain terms. The new moon in Virgo means Lady Luna and her crown of stars joins our Lady Venus, her firecracker lover Mars and old Uncle Mercury and his fleet footed wisdom in the mansion of the virgin; here she is beholden to none other than herself…
Our Lady Venus striding into Leo mid eclipse season was a handy boost to our north node’s field of dreams. Here she lives large, not playing small or trifling over her power to accommodate lesser egos. Her point of focus – that which we love and love to do – does not entertain her ghosts…
Well, almost. Our fleet footed communicator has shimmied even further back into Leo, switching his retrograde motion yesterday from a fine eye for the details to a heart based revision. I do so love a neopolitan retrograde, where we are offered a couple of options, ways and means for the magic to unfold. Travelling backwards…