Just as I’m trying to unravel how this world, in July of the year 2025, mirrors retrograde Saturn in Aries, my husband turns to me and says, “Ozzy Osbourne has died.” It’s not the moment to ask how or from what, because life has been trying to kill Ozzy for decades and failing. But I did stare at one of the tiles behind the microwave, my mind drifting to Mama, I’m Coming Home. That song always sounded to me like a farewell for final goodbyes. Maybe it’s my Scorpio Moon, with its primal, morbid, yet archetypal connection between cradle and…
Esteban
Today, the sky holds a square between Venus and Mars. Both in mental signs—Gemini and Virgo—leaving many of us teetering on the edge these days. A flood of words, thoughts, ideas on one side, and a mountain of duties, tasks, checklists on the other. We’re packing for the sea—those are the checklists. I’m building this website, choosing fonts like Venus once chose lovers in happier times. One font (Mars in Virgo, typography) feels too pretentious, another too childish, but this one—I like it. It reads like a book. I can’t stand these trendy, potato-shaped fonts. It’s not just their roundness;…