I have so many partially finished pieces of writing. Little glimpses of projects yet to come. I clutch them close as I grind through the tasks of the day. I have double-booked myself, missed messages, and hunched over my computer screen tired-eyed.
This past lunation began in the end of Cancer perfectly opposite Saturn, and it brought me to several places. Sobbing uncontrollably in my bed, wrapped in another mother’s arms. Back to my hometown, toes dipped in cool water that eighth grade boys had learned to never toss me into again. In an old friend’s new house with his new baby, reconnecting over shared experiences of parenthood. A backyard dance party of friends, former friends, acquaintances; community, I think. Embraced by people whose trust and friendship I doubted and feared. In conversations where it clicked that everyone is facing significant struggle and change.
And then today, Mercury melding into the heat of the Leo Sun brought me grace I hadn’t expected. After another night of little sleep, of the neighbor’s drums hammering into the thin wall of our old home, I expected to feel worse than I did upon waking. A hug shared with my love during a 3am or 4 am wake up smoothed the transition from night to day.
Somehow I moved past the vacation hangover that clung to me at the beginning of that Cancer new moon seed. A lot has gone on this year. It overwhelms me. But Mercury relaxed today, and I too was rejuvenated. Unexpected maybe – to me –but in the rhythm of the dancing wanderers, we always are.
At a quiet, tidy desk with sticky thighs sticking to my swivel chair, I stare at a new moon chart, something I have done rather little of this year. I’ve depended on other sharp eyes and opening words for expert guidance, as my astrological work has taken a backseat to my scientific work.
So this moment does feel special. A gift from the part of the sky we call Leo, a gift from the tiny, quick planet we dub Mercury.
The new moon infused with Mercurial vibes, supported by hot, slow, red Mars, who is passing from a square to Pluto to one with Saturn. The Mars story is slowly unfolding, and I’ve already observed the waves of challenge picking up all around me. Bed bugs, wasp stings, depression, suicidal thoughts, the glare of an open enemy in the park across the street.
These times feel unkind but I have faith we are getting tougher and more genuine.