Revised. Non-collige virgo rosas.
Good Morning,
The Moon is in Cancer now, making a sextile to the Taurus Sun today. This water-to-earth combination should provide a little relief over yesterday’s scattered mental energy of the Gemini Moon with so many Aquarius planets in the scene; i.e.,. for a couple of days we had an Airy Overload.
Venus in Aries, just done being retrograde, is currently leaning into her third square to Pluto: I’ll come back to that in a second.
Mercury is doing something pretty interesting: he/she/it is in the last degree of Taurus, moving slower than one degree a day. This is a shift in consciousness, as Mercury slows to a station, which will occur in about one week in Gemini. The ingress to Gemini is Thursday afternoon/evening in USA time zones.
The forthcoming Mercury retrograde involves a series of transitions of Mercury between Gemini and Taurus, which will provide a useful and interesting contrast between airy Mercury and earthy Mercury.
Mercury in Gemini can be pretty gosh darned slippery and tricksterish, and now we’re going to have him/her/it slow to a station there, making a quincunx to Pluto and a trine to the North Node. Given the surge of vital force (i.e., sex energy) that is spouting at this time, and the way we are trained to convert that to fear, we may be in for an interesting ride on the back of a pig. Note, this is not the normal time of year to be talking about death. It is springtime here in the Northern Hemisphere, and it’s time to be frolicking in the fields and forests, flirting your head off and sniffing the pretty people as they walk by.
Then again it was T.S. Eliot who said that April is the cruelest month, breeding memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain. What he was saying is that if you’re feeling dead inside and springtime calls you to life, that will be painful.