The Moon is in Scorpio and —

The Moon is in my 12H and I’ll take my sorrow down to the sea

The Moon is in Capricorn and I’m praying from rock and sky and salt

8H Saturn in Aquarius ruling my 7th 💅

The Moon is conjunct Mars in Cancer and the salt of grief is here heavy roiling a scream lodged in my throat

The Moon in Cancer dances above my ascendant and I am here down here with earth/sea/stone/mother

When I revere & tend to my wise & well ancestors I also revere & tend to myself

*phone keys wallet shell rosary*

The moon has been in Sag/my 6h & I was reminded that when it all feels so heavy I can always come down down down to the unbridled utterly alive splendor that is grass/stone/mist/water/everything

Pulling inspiration for a new passion project website and I very much unironically want it to use some good ol’ Web 1.0 UI. I mean isn’t this the cutest thing you’ve ever seen?

In the tender portal of feeling/remembering my dad’s death and the feeling/remembering that witnessing death in that full-faced all-consuming resplendency that is death means we do the same for that full-faced all-consuming resplendency that is life.

Grief & rage floods my throat and so I come back to our mother

Hanging out with a river & embracing the mutable parts that want to run flow caress dance

Saturn will cross my MC again this month and I’m thinking about boundaries & thresholds/hedgerows & rivers/the calla lily & the blackberry and the sacred spaces contained between

Arriving, hello!