Aquaria is known for its irreverence and the delight it takes in forging an unseen path of its own. Said to walk to the beat of a different drummer than most everyone else, its natives are quirky originalists with a stubborn determination to do things their own peculiar way.

Our hair is more than just a reflection of our good health, virility and fertility. Great hair has a power and magic all of its own. For centuries, hair has held spiritual power in its strands and many religious rites have been associated with lustrous locks. In some cultures long hair brought you both closer to earth and closer to God. In magic, hair contains the essence of a person and is thus a supremely powerful ingredient in spells.

Pacific Roots Media interviews Kerrie Basha of Bohomofo. Kerrie’s writing moves me on a regular basis as it is deeply woven with practical advice, magical insight and writing that truly thrums my spirit.

No matter how mad the world gets, you can always count on the balm of the dark moon. Yes even in Aries when everyone else is going off like a packet of crackers, jacked up on all they have to say.

Doing the dark moon well imbues you with supernatural powers.

After so very long wafting about in Pisces, Uncle Merc's charge into Aries way back a week ago was welcome relief. Just add Venus and Chiron and we found ourselves jacked up on newfound firepower, ready to tell it like it is. Our cosmic communicator and militant overthinker fairly danced into the ram's lair, shortening fuses and heightening passions as brute cerebral force led the charge.

Not any journey to the shadowlands is a sunshiney walk in the park but all are undeniably worthy and transformative, a revolution within. When we accept the result is guaranteed - and my darklings it unequivocably is - we are better able to submit to the process itself. All of its many twists and turns, its great pain and even greater healing, its stunning capacity for teaching and understanding our sweet self.

This week will require extra salt. Without it the dance of the planets could sit too heavy in our bellies. The turn of the wheel could feel too dark. The dance of the shadow could exhaust instead of enchant us.

That weight you're feeling, the dragging of feet and the labouring of sighs, is courtesy of Saturn stationing to turn retrograde tomorrow. As part of the Capricorn dancing that is reframing us to fit our 2020 vision, first Pluto and now Saturn back their respective trucks up for the better part of the year.

Unless you have been trapped under a small planet sized rock, it could not have escaped your attention that Uncle Pluto has just turned retrograde. Next week he is joined by his partner in Capricorn crime Saturn as he also backs the truck up. Each offers us yet another opportunity to stop dicking around when it comes to our shadow, unarguably the greatest work of our life.

As the cosmic choreography continues unabated this week, we yet have a little firedancing on our plate. Today our lady Venus spends some quality time with our master revealer Chiron and feels the flames of Aries crucible licking.

If last week was transformation by fire and the glare of the full moon, this week expect the lightning to strike. In a few hours and throbbing away for the rest of the week, Urania and the sun meet in Taurus for the first time since the 1940s and the crackle is palpable.

As the full moon still ripples post peak there is yet more change afoot and no time to bleat. We have now farewelled the twisted firestarter with a weird Neptunian chaser that was Aries season. The sun has moved mansions into Taurus overnight, dragging Venus over the border into Aries as he goes.

Tonight's blue moon is the ultimate late night double feature, coming at us with a leer and a smile. Beware of her power to unsettle, her strange light blazing into the shadows and outing us all.

Heading into our four day festival of religious observation (read: chocolate and public holidays) I hope you have left room in your suitcase for the high end lady armour this weekend demands. Yes, the set with ears please, Mr Galliano. It has already begun and it is tetchy out there darklings.

Grab your megaphones darklings and prepare to shout that fog down when Mercury fairly blasts into Aries today. He spends his remaining hours in Pisces extricating himself from the last shadowy vestiges of his surreal retrograde through Crazytown / Neptunia.

The transformation by fire I wrote about yesterday always arrives uninvited. Accompanied by white faced shock and a wailing grief that seems to snuff the flames right out. We are left with ashes, shards of memory and regret, a profound sense of loss.

I woke this morning to the sacred heart of Paris burning as 850 years of history and revolution, resilience and endurance was claimed by the fire that is mercilessly transforming our world.

My favourite place to work from with you is the transition zone. That place between old and new, known and unknown, where everything feels like it is shaking. The growing tip is a powerful and scary place to be - and the one from which you can take the greatest leaps.

Fire burns us up in order to release us into a new form. Every phoenix worth its salt learns not to fear the licking flames. This week is built on channelling the inferno and keeping your eyes peeled for miracles.