Transits
it is late spring and I feel it within myself
It is still spring - not yet summer. I’m thankful I was able to catch the transition to spring despite all of the personal movement in the past month (hello again, by the way. I know it has been a while. I’ve been on the move).
Snake sightings are becoming more frequent, quail couples are searching for the perfect nesting location. I see pairs of rabbits in the front yard. The spring always reminds me of dualities. The sun is setting later, but the nights are still cool. My skin is dry but sudden spring rains make my hair curl up to its most wild texture. This past weekend my friend and I were discussing the stability and the fragility of the desert - hard and soft, with the conclusion being the stable, hardness lives within the land and the fragile, softness in the inhabitants. We are just visitors passing through. Blink and you might miss us.
I’ve found it increasingly difficult to separate the concept of my own freewill from the movement of the planets. This acted as my constant while we traversed the world - a jaunt in Scotland over the New Moon in Aries, beautiful nuptials of best friends in England on the day Saturn sextile Uranus in my chart. Another wedding in North Carolina, work travel. The truth is - we are always in motion, and we can’t rely on life ever slowing down to let us process or write. But within the travel, I think about the sky. I succumb to what she controls.
I had been reflecting on the intense feeling of grief from back at the start of the year, already knowing then that 2025 would bring the opportunity for some type of personal shift. Saturn has been transiting my Sun and Rising sign since 2023, a heavy few years related to my identity - it will end early next year. Maybe back in January, I wanted to clean my mental house a bit. Now it feels like welcome reprioritization is bubbling up within, versus a feeling of change or loss - reprioritizing my relationship and my health specifically (oh god, am I just grieving gluten?).
I was rereading the journal my mother kept of her pregnancy and my birth, as one does. A small piece of paper fell out with the following quote, the magazine clipping perfectly preserved 30 some years later:
“She said “life is precious,” and you only have this one chance, and it goes really fast, so you should remember that each day counts, and you should try and give it your best, and you should try to be good, because you’re the one who lives with yourself, and you’ll either remember the good you’ve tried to do, or you’ll spend your life trying to forget the bad — it’s all up to you.”
April was full of personal reboots - 2 retrogrades ended (Venus and Mercury) and I asked myself, “what matters to me now, in the midst of so many switching directions?” Perhaps that’s why I found it difficult to write in a concise and coherent way as I spent most of my downtime reflecting on what makes my life precious, what love and beauty I value. I waited for it to emerge organically into something I could process and understand as the weeks passed - once the planets went direct in my 1st house.
Life is precious. Each day counts. I value my partner, how we are yoked together and our lives enmeshed more and more each day. I value the friends with whom I am tethered through all of our various transits. And the way the love that builds up inside me can be so strong, I feel like it needs a new place to express itself. I continuously value our favorite part about moving here, the one that came up again when someone new asked us about our decision: we value the ability to see the sun rise, journey, and then set, every single day. As Van Gogh wrote in a letter to his mother while working on his olive trees:
“I never tire of the blue sky.”
Jupiter is transiting through Gemini starting next week. For me, in my 5th house. I can spot Jupiter so easily at night like there’s a magnetism between where it hangs and my wandering eyes. Oh, Jupiter - the planet of growth and expansion. What is Jupiter doing for you this season? What are you wishing for?
Love and blue skies always,
Lily
love our tether ♥️ thank you for (physically and always emotionally) sending your love our way this spring
Love, and blues skies, Lily!!! Your writing is so powerful and beautiful. Thank you for sharing this slice of your spirit and landscape. Xo