Saturn Return in Capricorn – The Inner Monologue. So you’re at the Jupiter Portal Party, having fun and then you spy Saturn over in the corner: Shit, already? She’d forgotten he was even coming back. Secretly, Hypatia had hoped he’d lost interest. Or somehow held no sway in this new era. But no, Saturn was here, and people were even laughing at his jokes. And here of all places. At least he’d taken off his Hermit cloak and put on a sharp suit. He’s looking bloody good. Taciturn, of course. He was acting just above, you know, the typical setting of ‘normal.’ Maybe he was even on some neural transmission spectrum they don’t know how to measure yet. They do say Saturn has elements of Uranus and this was undoubtedly weird enough behavior to qualify.
WAY weirder than most people would acknowledge, she glowered. But she had to give him one thing; damn good posture. And that suit, Jesus. An avid studier of accessories as well as gait, Hypatia could clock his watch as being (mostly) made of palladium from across the room. Honoring the metal of Athene was a nice touch, she thought wryly. And no doubt it told the time in multiple galaxies. Still, she had to get back to Neptunian Life Coaching and tell them he was here already.
And god, come to some arrangement to defer Saturn Return in Capricorn. A chill breeze wafted in a window she had not realized was open. She scented citrus and sea salt from an ocean she last swam in centuries ago. She remembered that he was, after all, the Time God. His posture was perfect; maybe there was something to be gained from greeting him, rather than obeying her urge to scurry out the door. Hypatia put down her Lilac Wine and prepared, once again to take stock. He was coming over.
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