It's hard not to notice a pronounced feeling of is it hopelessness? cropping up these days, bombarded as we are by that glut of disheartening news invading our airwaves.
If it's not a full-on loss of hope we're suffering, might we describe it as some type of emotional-processing overload: numbed-up affect, too much to digest, profound uncertainty, how to address problems too big to be solved, questions too complex to ever wrap our heads around?
I'm not the hopeless type myself. Yet I struggle to discern how best to use my personal energies in the face of widespread collective upset
As of last Wednesday (Jun 29), Mars is once again direct after spending 2½ months retrograde, bringing us to the final chapter of one of the year's most impactful astro-happenings.
Mars entered its pre-retrograde shadow (i.e., the zodiac zone through which it would later retrograde) back in mid-February while in Scorpio, then entered Sagittarius early in March, before slowing to an apparent standstill and beginning its retrograde midway through April.
In simple terms, this means Mars is now treading zodiac steps it's already taken twice before over these past five months, first while in the pre-retrograde shadow zone, then during the retrograde itself.
This has been my experience as a gay man in the aftermath of the Orlando shootings. I cannot, in good conscience, stake claim to any relevant sense. However, I also don't wish to be silent on this matter which has impacted me very powerfully.
I know my heart throbs in pain. If I let it speak for itselftestify to my personal feelings alone, no presumptuous attempt to ascribe universal wisdomperhaps it will contribute its one narrative thread to a fabric of meaning we collectively weave.
I awoke that sad Sunday morning alone, my partner Ricky having just departed the evening before on a three-week adventure. Uncharacteristic of me, I'd had a terrible night's sleep.
Words that accurately, authentically, and effectively construe my experience of these past few weeks have been in rather scarce supply.
It seems almost as if my entire year so far has crept sluggishly by, with almost nothing I'd aimed to accomplish having been satisfying plopped into the 'DONE' pile
yet, just since Mars retrograded back into Scorpio nearly a month ago, I've felt abruptly confronted with unmistakable, deep-reaching evidence that a lot has been actively (though perhaps inexpressibly) advancing. And still, it's not 'done'.
Now that the Sun and Venus are squarely in Gemini (as I wrote about in my last essay), they're moving in to complete the full mutable grand cross (i.e., four planets at 90-degree angles to one another) with Jupiter, Saturn, and Neptune.
A T-square between those three slower-moving planets has already been in effect since last September, creating an ongoing backdrop of transitional changeableness due to its emphasis on the mutable signs (which are each associated with the closing phase of their respective season).
The mutable T-square's heightening of these transitional energies extends through the first three-quarters of the year which I described in my 2016 overview as '[carrying] a fluctuating feel...