The Moon has just gone into Sagittarius from Scorpio, where it was keeping company with that Mars-Saturn conjunction which is slooowly separating (but that will be a while yet).
It’s really damp, on the chilly side, but oddly mellow at the same time. I never thought that Mars-Saturn would be mellow, but actually it is, at least with the Sun in Virgo. The garden is just starting to yellow in places. We should be watching the last episode of True Blood tonight*, which is awesome and a little sad at the same time, and itself not bad for Mars-Saturn in Scorpio.
I have also, just recently, started a blog devoted to the subjects of Reiki and divination. I’m not spreading it around much, as I want it to attract its own connections organically. I started it with the Sun only recently in Virgo, and that seems appropriate.
How slow and grateful everything feels right now, it’s like the time is tired, a little tenderized, but just right. This part of the year, this year, feels ever so slightly bruised, but in a masochistic way. Just a little. Lovingly so. Like grapes awaiting wine. The work is discretely good.* it turned out to be the penultimate episode!