April got away from me. So did most of May: I was puzzling over April. Sometimes there is so much astral weather going on that I cannot write a blessed thing.
What’s been going on in the sky since March has been monumental. In April alone we had one of the tightest, lengthiest, and most intensely all-encompassing Grand Crosses I’ve ever seen in my astrological career—plus two eclipses and another exact hit of the Uranus-Pluto square. Roughly translated from the Astrologese, EVERY PLANET was engaged in nearly-exact aspects, mostly difficult, reflecting the tumultuous tenor of world affairs. To paraphrase the old Chinese curse, we’re living in interesting times.
As above, so below: in every one of my clients’ charts (and in those of almost everyone I know), intensity reigned and crisis loomed. These things kept me hopping; and I got done very little else.
And May—the Grand Cross has largely broken out into small groups, as my government friends like to joke. It’s still going on, in a watered-down form; but the gut-wrenching intimations of impending doom are largely gone for now. Mars has gone direct and Pluto has been retrograding since mid-April, which means they will meet again in August; Saturn turns direct next month, which means we can get on with moving and shaking. Of course we do have three weeks of a Retrograde Mercury, starting June 7th and ending July 1st; and Neptune’s retreating until November; but those movements are familiar and manageable.
So—June. Good time to clean out the closet and pick up the pieces. Rinse and repeat.
Ariel Harper Nave
“I believe that there is NOTHING sent us that we cannot handle if we know ourselves well enough and that’s why I do what I do.”