Possessiveness, like all other forms of love - toxic, tame or true - does not die without a fight. This week we find Ceres, a territorial fertility asteroid, transiting from edge-riding Aquarius into boundaryless Pisces, just in time to sextile wild buccaneering Uranus retrograding through the stubborn fixed Earth of Taurus. While it may be tempting to wield an arsenal of unconventional approaches in order to get what you want at any cost, Mercury squaring Saturn reminds us that mental manipulations will always be trumped by the only truly absolute authority - the authority of unconditional love. You may find that digging your claws into that which no longer wants you will only intensify the merciless downward suction of the Scorpionic quicksand beneath your paws. If you choose to lay your weaponized emotions in a cosy bed somewhere safe and protected, you may find yourself finally light enough to set sail on the revelations that were delivered by last week’s Full Moon. Take stock of the ways that intensity has disguised itself as intimacy since early Summer; by just such magnitudes, you and those you trust are being called to stand up for what you believe in.
Even natural laws change. Think you’re having a hard time? Imagine stars evolving.
As elephants fear mice, doggedness amplifies divisive squeaks. Banished demons return for resolution.
Fantasize of wicked truths found in dark places. Save perfection for another season.
It’s only unfinished business if you get no credit for integrity. Embrace tyrants.
Does silence serve your enemies? Or have you made an opponent of peace?
Huddle up, weeping, with reliable shipmates, to salvage the wreckage of shattered dreams.
Kisses… hot lips… tongues… gossip… fire… danger… pain… lessons… cycles. Got it yet?
It’s not enough to trim at edges - what was bloated must be burst.
Rare opportunities are no less precious for feeling endless. Swagger blindly towards twilight.
Your reputation for achievement - grafted and protected since 2018 - will soon be rewarded.
Swiping a sideways kick at tradition only proves its power. Banish ill will.
While all about you lose their heads, ask yourself: who needs heads, anyway?