Every year, Taurus season in the Northern Hemisphere brings with it the thick blooms of spring, and the sprouts of seeds planted during the initiating season of Aries. We witness--if we are so fortunate--the wealth of nature, Earth’s riches, the blossoming that comes only after the dead of winter. And we are brought back to our senses with this beauty, brought into our bodies, and into the present. We may remember the magic of stillness and silence…. But, of course, it’s not so simple.
Just days after the total solar eclipse in Capricorn on December 24th, a Chinese doctor, Li Wenliang, raised the alarm about multiple mysterious pneumonia cases, the cause of which was unknown. (Eclipses are considered among the most significant astrological events, thought to correspond with significant events, often out of our control, that bring about changes that unfold over months.)
Pluto is a deep, roiling, transformative, force that wells from the earth and through our bodies, moving us in ways we don’t understand--offering us our power back; a power at odds with our current world. In the process, Pluto--sometimes rudely--shows us our shadow.
Free souls live dangerously: how invigorating to stand at the precipice of all you know and turn your face to the wind of Mystery.
Yes, fresh air, what a relief.
But what is that niggling? What is that incessant anxiety like white noise in the background?
Quincuncx the Moon, a triple conjunction between Venus, Saturn, and Pluto speaks to closing a cycle. It’s the end of a chapter with regards to how we relate to and in relationship.
