Before Saturn in Sagittarius, we sometimes did digital and cognitive versions of a seance – attempting to reconnect with dead energies from our past. Now? We close off our sensitive nostrils and keep walking. Necromancy is not cool.
Before we tried to tell the truth. After, we ARE our truth.
Before Saturn in Sagittarius, there was always a middle person helping us to broker our own genius/insight/access to Source. Now we are our own guru. When we want extra help or insight, it’s specific and transparently obtained. We don’t need an interventionist to go negotiate with entities on our behalf. Shamanic experience is as attainable and as frequent as a good night’s sleep.
Before, we added on stuff to be more authentic. We made lists, vows, and intentions. After, we know that the authenticity is already there and perfectly visible if you just eliminate lies, clutter, fluster and shadow selves left over from other times.
Before, we sometimes wondered if we were missing out on something; a vital formula or the ultimate philosophy, a system for living. After, we realized that we already had it and from now on it is just a matter of logistics.
Before Saturn in Sagittarius, relationships could feel as if there were a role being played, based off your own real-life persona and narrative of course but a role nonetheless. After, we just ad-lib all the time, having flubbed our lines already and being bored with the costuming/stage directions.
Before we were content to live in a few rooms of our vast and sprawling psychic mansion. Some of us did not even open the windows to view the vista. After? We are inhabiting all of it. If Saturn and Sagittarius Vibe have anything in common it is the core concept that potential is only worth anything once it is actualized.
Before Saturn in Sagittarius, our Vibe Control (aura protection, boundaries against Energy Vampires, recognizing Zombie Crushes) was sporadic, deployed only when under duress, like a secret weapon. Now Vibe Control is always in place, a protective shield and set of strategies rather than an emergency weapon.
Image: Courtney Stodden doing a seance in Janis Joplin’s last motel room.