I am having a very Aquarian Aquarius season. I always love to notice how the energy has swept me up in its current as each season, be it the astrological calendar’s monthly cycles or nature’s yearly jaunt, has its own frequency and medicine.
This Aquarian cycle, it began with the call to crypto. I had really first heard this calling back in 2016 but I didn’t make a full move. I actually made false moves in 2017, 2020, and I think after that one more time. I still haven’t made any full crypto moves. But when one of my online sistren had posted about it a few times, I knew it was time to reach out. We had a call, she handed me some resources, and then sent me to study and research. We have voice noted back and forth and my research has gone beyond the videos she recommended. What has happened has been the ongoing undoing of my life in recent years- untying the old knots of how I “should” be and weaving new visions of what’s possible. This time, concerning money. Decentralization. That is the key word. Its about learning about money, value, currency, history, and the new frontier we are at the precipice of. Uranus in Taurus, indeed.
I don’t have any grand lessons to share or big money hits when it comes to crypto yet. But I do hope to actually make some MOVES this year. Not just to make some money in the bull run, but as a step into the new future we are building.
Another thing that has happened to me this Aquarian season has been sadness. Despair. The cracked and broken world just really finally wore me down. The ugliness of social media. The way it is just a big dark mirror of our collective shadow on display. Man, it hurts. Are we all this broken now? What do we do? How do we raise children in this world? What world are we preparing them for? What is needed for them to be ready, capable, strong, creative, loving, intelligent, curious, soft, open, and solid?
Financial stability and diversity are part of that, and as my partner and I finally cross the threshold out of pure survival mode- which we have both been engrossed in for decades- to something close to comfortable, its been a doozy. Unlearning and re-learning. Untying and reweaving. But I had to admit that although we are the earthy, grow our own food, and tend the earth types, the internet and tech isn’t going anywhere and ignorance isn’t the solution.
Aquarian ideals at work. Working me.
The other most magical and mystifying part of Aquarius season has been the books! The world I have entered and been engrossed in this season. (Shoutout Pythian) The story of magic, war, heroines journey, love, sex, and adventure that has captured a part of my being in its wake. Its shifted something inside of me that was so unexpected. I had thought this series trivial and simple only to be deeply affected by the characters. The Court of Thorns and Roses series- the 5 books, a deep treasure for my spirit in these cold months. These characters and stories reminded me of my inner fight, my inner forgiveness, my inner warrior. They reminded me how to connect with others and care about something bigger than yourself. (Hello, Aquarius season!!) I needed the characters who displayed vulnerability and grit; fragility and ferocity; freedom and communion; intellect and sensuality. I needed to read it to remember it inside of me. And the magical world and mystical adventures felt purely Aquarian- of a different world while still in this world too.
All of this has fallen in my most tender time of year. The 3 weeks leading to my first born’s birthday. This year marking 13. Thirteen years of motherhood. Thirteen years since I was officially reborn as a new person. This boy entering my world shifted everything 180* and cracked me open. Before him I was reckless with other’s hearts. I wasn’t safe for others. Mostly, because I hadn’t learned how to be safe for myself. And I would say that half of my heart’s current rebirth is that, 13 years later, this powerful cycle having come full circle, I feel that I am finally safe in myself. Truly. In a rooted way I have only ever dreamed of. This season always reverberates that same experience. Those final weeks before I birthed him at 42 weeks and 6 days. The most liminal days of my life. My final days of that woman, leading me into the complete rebirth of so much. My son’s conception and birth were an unraveling of deeply seated womb patterning that had gone back at least 3 generations. I broke pattern of silence and lies and shame and in the process, it broke me. I cried almost every day of my pregnancy as I faced my deception, my lies, my recklessness, and the pattern of my foremothers before me- head on. On the morning i birthed my first born, all lies were officially shattered around this pattern. We could all move forward freely. Yet, while I was emotionally raw and ragged, I was physically in the best shape of my life. My body thrived pregnant and while birthing this boy. Supported by the earth via food and herbs I experienced the ability for my body to be a strong vessel to carry me through all of the death and birth life has to offer.
The rawness of the whole experience culminated that Aquarian season 13 years ago. And its as if I travel the echo of it each year as it passes. The vulnerability, rawness, and the fucking fire that gets lit in the center of the storm.
The vulnerability and grit. The fragility and ferocity. Its always so present at this time for me.
How has your Aquarius season been? What has come up for you? What themes have you noticed?
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