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Mercury Retrograde Now Too
Mercury’s final retrograde adventure of this year is the deepest, married to the extended Venusian version of the journey that will end in shared release from different signs. Tandem underworlds that will not let heart nor head escape their cosmic influence and its occulted designs on life.
Retroshade
In a season of retrograde shade, darkness becomes more pronounced. Its constant frame and equal music no longer hidden, denied or ignored. Our occult torrents like its mainstream and everything long buried suddenly unforgets itself all at once. Memories crowd the superhighway at night. No one can bear the future anymore. Nostalgia and the great undone mingle by the holes in the world.
Bait and Switch
Well in the wilds of eclipse season, the second in our pretty pair approaches through clouds of bait and switch. You know we’re not nearly done, right? Beyond the veiled outer reaches of Merc’s revisionist retrograde only just in play to muddy the field, this next Virgo full moon is the red letter lunar eclipse. She who offers us all a grand eclipsing of the past in service of the future, or a future borne of all that you still cannot eclipse.
The Worm Turns
We slipstream now into the final moments of Merc's magic trick of a retrograde, only interested in how you have made the crossing between head and heart. Dangerously cunning at the station point and with an endless retinue of thaumaturgy to boot, the psychopomp takes no prisoners as he guides us through the breach.
Merc Direct in Aries
Cue the trumpets and reshuffle the get out of jail cards, darklings. Merc is now direct and will be taking names as he makes his way back across the Aries fireground and through the waning of a torrid eclipse season that has completely reshaped our ground zeroes. It is impossible to separate the two, their myriad impacts indelibly entangled in a hail of shock and revelation that continues to ricochet.
Strange Magic
This week is utterly magic though what that looks like and how that manifests is up to you. Magic is neutral until you add intention, charge and reception. The shockwaves common to it can evoke or electrocute, largely dependent over the next few days on whether you have already boarded the revolutionary train to The Future.
Merc’s Eclipsing Retrograde
Nearly through the first scrambling week of Mercury's retrograde, its partnership with the eclipse portal is becoming more apparent. So too our collective need to move beyond hysterical reactivity, starry eyed bypassing and random planetary excuse generation.
This all too regular rx transit amplifies Mercury's rulership, and too our chronic dependency on tech. We have long traded our bodies and their innate guidance systems for EMFs and little black boxes, housing screens that constantly pull us away from the truth that lives in our cells.
Merc’s Very Aquarian Retrograde
Mercury has today shifted gears and flipped the switch on our retrograde adventure in consciousness through Aquaria. Our vision tilted, awareness shifted to haul us into the future and our preordained entelechy. Synapses crackling with fresh technologies as nerves thrum ancient codex. New keys jingling steel in your hands.
Square Dancing
It is shaping up to be a wild weird weekend in paradise, darklings. A curious combo of square dancing, head clashing and skittery scattiness that could drive even the sanest to shouting. Can you keep your wits about you in a world gone stark raving? You'll know soon enough.
Merc’s Very Aquarian Cazimi
Mercury's retrograde always proffers strange crossings. Tangling us in language and tech snafu that raises questions and hides easy answers. Changing course and altering propulsion so we move as if in a dream. Conjuring the past, breaching the surface glass we have cultivated to disguise our denizens of the deep. All in the service of a slow dance through our life to date, its revision calling wisdom to our own little boat.
Retrograde Reeking
Make no mistake about it darklings, this week reeks of rebirth as the past, present and future intermingle sans frontiers. Between Merc's planetary pinballing, his retrograde and cazimi and a whole new lunar year with the ultra Aquarian new moon, the end of this week won't remotely look or feel like its beginning.
Head Above Water
If you are beginning to feel your head just above water, you can thank Mercury's recent move into Aries after the longest time in the wavy Piscean waterworld.
Merc’s Rx Concludes In Pisces
Our first good Mercing of this year is drawing its out of the box conclusion today. It is a transit that rewards a telescope more than a microscope.
Supermoon in Virgin Territory
A curious day in the cosmos darklings, after a weird weekend in Neptunia. Christ on a segway, this year is nothing if not determined to revolutionise. Make a note, if you have not already. You have to take respite as and when you need it. There is no window coming. Scheduling is the secret to peak self care. And tres Virgo, as this moon's mood dictates.
Merc’s Retrograde Alchemy
Sure it is only day one of the Mercing and already tech is behaving as if from another dimension, your old flame / nemesis / itch has resurfaced and so many ideas are downloading your head might explode like a star. Revolutionary times call for evolutionary astrology. This is no time to whinge about inconvenient blindsiding or bemoan all gadgetry that does not bow to your command.
Big Shifts in the Weather
Two significant movements in the cosmic choreography over the next day proffer a whole new terroir and a strange union of opposites. Merc turns retrograde in Pisces as Mars charges into Capricornia. The former a nebulous dive and the latter a rocket sent from the planet Ambition.
Mermaiding Towards Retrograde
The overture and the undertow of our impending Mercury retrograde is already being deeply felt. In a climate of manoeuvering and misinformation, Merc's first rx offers nebulous antidote to a world in the throes of revolutionising itself.
Merc’s Surreal Emergence
If you have ever walked through fog, you know its discombobulating magic. Life feels otherworldly as your sense of direction is traded for instinct and you can only barely make out the next step in front of you. So too our emergence from Mercury's surreal retrograde, that scrambled us in order to force us out of our heads and into our true feelings.