Virgin Territory

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.Virgo is a mutable sign built on adaptability. It isn't easy to be comfortable with chaos but mutable signs know that switching gears in tandem with what's actually going on is how you ride the lightning. As the earth element of the species, Virgo utilises its innate holy trinity of embodiment, purification and healing to surf any wild wave to their favoured shore.Virgo's harvest virgin is beholden to none other. She marries her discerning eye to critical thinking, her canny pragmatism a boon for the world weary. She turns her laser focus to what she can work her magic upon and does so with a structured efficiency that leaves no loose ends flapping in the winds of change.Criticism is her kryptonite, none more damning than that which she directs within. Virgos vaulting standards are legendary supported by a ferocious work ethic but their inner snark would tear most to shreds. Apply this harsh lens with caution lest you run foul of your inner critic and find yourself hamstrung by overwhelm.Ruled by Mercury who has returned home to Virgo for the season of the witch, the next month permits an overdue change in perspective and a welcome shift in both thinking and communication. Turn down the volume on a braying world, heaving with opinion dressed up as fact and only looming to add your strength to its numbers. Tune in instead to your distinct magical frequency, honing its unique signal and directives.The path to your power is one only you can pursue and it does not require an army. The gates to the temple always lead you within, beyond what you think you know and into virgin territory. Only there can you reap the harvest you seek, in direct proportion to what you have sown.Everything changes when you start to emit your own frequency, when you start imprinting your intent on the universe rather than receiving an imprint from existence ~ Barbara Marciniak Art: Circe by John William WaterhouseWords c. Kerrie Basha 2020

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