on the incoming mercury retro in pisces

holding the joy & lightness of the dragonfly close to my heart. swimming in heavy questions requires extra floatational support. this is about Mercury in pisces preparing to retrograde. the planet of thoughts, concepts, communication, & inquiry, among other things, is about to dive real fucking deep (March 5th).

we’re each gonna live through our own experience of this process but it is collective too, especially in pisces. the last sign, the sphere of magic, surrender, loss-where everything comes to a mysterious end. where dreams go to dissolve & to be formed. Neptune is closely involved (the ruler of pisces itself) amplifying this essence—part of which is the practice of nonlinearity.

pisces is not the end in the ways that Pluto is—a death that affirms how painfully alive it all was. nor is it an end in the way Saturn is, a linear concreteness of death. pisces is an end that is infinitely wrapped into all beginnings & can return only to leave all over again. the permanence of impermanence. pisces is, in a word, paradoxical. seemingly simple yet limitlessly complex. underestimated & over-fantasized.

when the ultimate trickster, Hermès themselves, is traveling through these realms we’re invited (a sugar coated word) to deliquesce our safe:arrogant assumptions & habits thereof. our perspectives will be stretched into whatever spaciousness that will enable us to imagine new ways of thinking, of sharing, of engaging. the sacred returns to the temporal in a way that reminds us the separation of the two is an illusion. that surrender just means staying present with what we can & cannot control.

we need not deities or divinity (tho they help) to access the flow & ease that comes with trusting, with ceasing our desperate attempts at propheticism, & being flux enough to answer these: what do you really fucking believe? what’s carrying you when you slip? and if you only ever time travel backwards to heal, could you try time traveling an alternate route? it doesn’t have to be forward, not now, not yet. but it will be soon so where can you go that’s not back to where you were? (unless there are pieces of yourself to retrieve). 

oxo
saltwater & stars