I feel uninspired lately. Writing-wise. I’ve been doing a lot of readings and my personal life is all jumbled. And I think it’s the blog that is suffering because I haven’t been writing about IT. And I probably should. But probably not yet. Because probably I wouldn’t know what to say. Because I don’t even know.
Vague enough for ya?
AND it’s Mercury Retrograde. Whatever I feel the truth is? It could change. I Don’t Fucking Know.
What do you know? How’s your Retrograde? Are you feeling inspired?
And yet things are good. I’m not complaining but I feel the shifting and I don’t know what’s next. Despite this awesome Grand Trine in Earth energy which is supposed to be so goddamn stabilizing and I do actually feel the ground solid.
Saturn is squaring my Mars now, exact, and will retrograde to square Mercury again but the thing is this: I fear I will remain uninspired until The Guy realizes, decides… a whole bunch of stuff. And he may never. So that leaves me…
With a boring blog.
Am I boring? Am I boring you?
Life is going to speed up even more these next months. I can feel it. Mars will transit my 1st House and nothing will be spared: the 10th, the 4th, the 7th. Perhaps I should ahhhhhhhhhh not mind this emotional lull because things are bound to hot up with Mars in Action.
Still, I want that girl back. That in-love-inspired girl.
Things change. Most of my energy is going into other people. That’s the nature of what I’m doing here. And that’s fine. That’s how it should be. North Node in Pisces, 6th House.
And yet my Jupiter in Libra craves the Big Balance: not just work, but love. Domestic tranquility. And I’m 41. At this rate any baby I would try to have would have two heads.
So that’s the key, isn’t it? I need to keep writing authentically. Honestly. That’s what I was doing when I started this blog.
Perhaps that’s the real intention to set for the recent New Moon in Sagittarius, late in my 3rd House: honest writing, free writing, authentic, true, real, inspired. And since it’s Mercury Retrograde, I think we all get an intention do-over. So have at it! Set a new one! Or an old one! Sky’s the limit!
And if your heart hurts, for whatever reason. Go the gym. Don’t drown your sorrows in anything but sweat and disco music and the gym. I promise. Even if Donna Summer singing I Love You makes you cry like a girl… it’s just more water, it’s just more emotion, it’s just the motion (as Linda Thompson sang), and when you sweat and when you cry, you shift the energy. And that is good.
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