This is more or less what my bum is going to look like when my interminable Saturn transit is finally done with in a few months. It feels like it has been going on forever but is actually only a few months. Saturn transits feel all-work and no-play (because they ARE, lol) but Holy Aphrodite, they get results.
There is NO other transit that makes you crave rocket, exercise and the measuring of everything from waist dimensions to unnecessary bank fees. Imagine if we could put Saturn in a bottle. Who wants to design the label?
It has to have the benefits: “Perform squats and lunges with relish, love your greens, loathe crisps, look forward to budgeting” as well as the Saturn side-effects: “irritability, some loss of sense of humour, over-consciousness of time.”
Who else is Saturn transitting? Enough peeps to create a secret password-only section where we can gleefully crap on about our sexy spreadsheeting skills and how much sexier rocket is without any ghastly “gourmet” additives that only cost $ and precious kilojoules? Bona-fide Capricorns get a lifelong membership. Because they’re ALWAYS under the rays of Saturn.
Saturn is also – I think – why so many Capricorns are horny non-stop. It’s because sex is (often) free. And it burns kilojoules.









Holy Aphrodite! It’s the Taurus Moon and THAT time of the month. I am totally grazing and it ain’t grass. Still, the Taurus Moon, other than increasing all of our appetites is so Sensual & Grounded, the ideal opportunity to earth oneself. Seriously, get near some ground, lie on the lawn, do some gardening, go a bit herbal…this is your tranquility zone before the Eclipse. The Gemini Moon kicks in for the weekend & Saturday has an insane amount of aspects.











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