The full moon in Virgo delivers uncluttered clarity and right between the eyes revelation, arising from the shimmering depths of Pisces. Her gift is discernment, unwrapped by clambering all the way back into our bodies and getting our feet firmly back on the ground. Now you see, now you feel, now you know.

It takes a while to get your sea legs. Pisces season always asks us to dive deeper than we did the time before and swim further from our safe shores. Pisces in the burgeoning age of Aquaria has initially held us all as fish out of water, imploring us to learn new strokes with which to navigate the surreal currents of humanity's overdue revolution. The one that never had any intention of us escaping its net.

Australian politics is a deeply biased self serving gong show at the best of times but last week the curtain got pulled all the way back by Brittany Higgins, a courageous young woman who will reshape our political landscape with her brave public recount of being raped at Parliament House.

Common as it is on Monday to feel like your get up and go already got up and went, this week is a nebulous path. Hard to get all the way into fast as it drags its feet over the new lines.

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.

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.

Welcome to the deep darklings, as the sun leads the charge out of the gates of Aquaria. Venus will follow into Pisces next week though the vibe of the dive remains distinctly Aquarian. Not drowning, transmogrifying.

This magical day delivers an unusual chime, at once a grating clang and a bolt of crystalline lightning that will ground its strange combination in your hummingbird heart. Today change sets itself in motion inside you and begins construction.

The final week of Aquarius is a strange beast indeed, a wonder to wrangle and find your new place in. The water bearer spends all week ushering you towards the reflection of your future self, delivering a deft holy trinity to cement her ascendance.

Today is the anniversary of the passing in 2003 of one of the most magnificent creatures, the shamaness and Australian artist Vali Myers.tually come roaring out of all the wells.

Aquaria is a prism. A kaleidoscope we peer through into the future. Fragments of past and fractals of the present enlivened by its changing lenses. Evolution courting us in dark corners where we can no longer hide. Teasing a smile and a flutter of hope despite all we refuse to release ourselves from.

Not all moons are created equal. The journey through the deep treacle of the Aquarian balsam is no ordinary dark mooning. Descending like an otherworldly cloak as beneath its soft sparking folds you are transported, this caravan of selves.

Batten down the hatches and don the Aquarian cyberproof lady armour, darklings. February's day of reckoning has arrived in a strange huffy haze designed to get under your skin. Merc in full retrograde flight today squares off with our twisted firestarter hankering for the clash like a bull in a china shop.

The Leo full moon is always a call to our wild. A standing invitation and warm welcome into the place of courage and creativity that lies within us all. Too many are educated right out of this place by a terribly modern broken world that spins on careless power and mindless control. Taught how to think and act and be. Hammering hearts and hopes traded for a conditioned servitude to a life that refuses personal sovereignty.

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.

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.

Venus has made an elegant swan dive from the heady heights of Aquaria into Pisces, the water embracing its queen of stars like a lover. In doing so the stellium wanes and its rampant revolution cleaves to our deepest emotional currents in search of treasure.