This new moon in Pisces conjoined Neptune, Pisces’ ruling planet, and Venus, who exalts in Pisces. This transit falls on the anniversary of one year in a global pandemic, and the poignancy of this is certainly not lost on me as I write this.
Pisces describes things we do not understand, and the accuracy of this is not lost on me.
Pisces is the space for the mystery of after-death, and the sensation of this is not lost on me.
Pisces is confusion and overwhelm, and the literalism of this is not lost on me.
Pisces is the water that connects our world and the energy that connects our selves, and the lesson of this is not lost on me.
Pisces describes the process of ego death, and the experience of this is not lost on me.
Pisces is our ancestors, and the tragedy of this is not lost on me.
Pisces is deep ennui, fatigue, and boredom, and the reality of this is not lost on me.
Pisces is that which we have lost, is missing objects, is what and whom we have forgotten and what we must will ourselves to remember: the importance of remembering loss is not lost on me.
Pisces reminds us to be soft with ourselves in navigating the mystery, the overwhelm, the loss, the connection, the death, and the boredom that we experience in our every day; and to transmute these navigations through spirit, through art, through interconnection.
These horoscopes are written primarily for the rising sign and are offerings of where to locate this energy in your life, and where to acknowledge your own overwhelm, loss, connection, and boredom that has come after a year in this state of interconnected fear.