The Point of No Return - New Moon Solar Eclipse at 29° Aquarius | February 17, 2026

This week, astrology reaches an intensity most of us will experience only once: a New Moon solar eclipse at 29° Aquarius - the last breath before dissolution, the point of no return - square Uranus at 28° Taurus, while Saturn and Neptune meet at 0° Aries on February 20th. The cosmic egg cracks open at the zero point of the zodiac. Something entirely new attempts to be born from the ashes.

It's like having your fingers plugged into an electrical socket, whether you want it or not.

My own chart is heavily activated with an Aquarius stellium, and this eclipse falls exactly on my natal Mars, square my Uranus at 29° Scorpio. So I won't soften this. I'm writing from inside this energy, from my lived experience, while maintaining an archetypal lens.

This eclipse at almost 29° Aquarius, the final degree, occurs within a powerful stellium (Sun, Moon, Mars, Vesta, Pluto) activating the energy of the rebel. The configuration forms a tense T-square with Uranus at 28° Taurus and Lilith in Scorpio: the unsubmissive banished woman facing the breaker of chains.

Mars conjunct Vesta seals the union of warrior and priestess. A force that doesn't fight for empire but for the sacred. The fire carried by those who saw clearly and said no can no longer be hidden. It comes into the open. In this context, the Saturn-Neptune meeting at 0° Aries and Uranus activating an eclipse near the North Node marks a collapse.

The last time Saturn and Neptune met was during the fall of the Berlin Wall in 1989. But their meeting at 0° Aries, at the very beginning of the zodiac, reaches back to 4631 BCE. This period corresponds to the birth of agriculture and the permanent establishment of human societies: the Neolithic Revolution. Humanity stopped being nomadic, accumulated surplus, instituted hierarchies, and shifted from a relationship of sacred reciprocity with Earth to a logic of exploitation. It's the complete crystallization of the post-diluvian era, and the moment when the model we still live in today locked itself into matter.

Whether Atlantis was a real place or an archetypal memory of a pre-hierarchical, spiritually integrated way of being, its fall created the conditions for what followed. And what followed has been operating for millennia.

The Atlantean myth speaks of a civilization mastering both technology and spiritual power, which collapsed through corruption and misuse of sacred knowledge. Those capable of channeling life force were first honored, then exploited. Crystals weren't decorative but technological. The veil between worlds remained permeable - until hubris caused everything to tip into Neptune's realm: dissolution and collective forgetting.

For millennia, we've lived in the rubble of this Fall. We've built empires on the same pattern: mining Earth, mining humans, animals, plants - mining all living things to fuel systems benefiting an infinitesimal minority. This model became so normalized we call it civilization.

Certain nervous systems are configured to detect what remains hidden. Not through spiritual superiority, but because childhood cracked them open, made them permeable to trauma, to toxicity. They function as canaries in the coal mine. They sense the poison first. I'm one of them.

The visions began at thirteen, three years after my father's sudden death, newly arrived in Belgium. Visions of children imprisoned underground. I had panic attacks so violent I thought I was losing my mind - long before knowing anything about Dutroux (a Belgian pedophile), his network, or the White March that would reveal the scale of denial.

Ten years ago, in spring 2016, I was briefly involved with a man orbiting an old Belgian aristocratic family, practicing as a therapist and occupying a position of discreet influence - a figure of power operating in the shadows. This relationship acted as a brutal trigger. During the Brussels terrorist attacks, my states of consciousness were flooded with powerful symbolic images: blood ritual and archaic forces. They echoed a collective memory far vaster than my own, which I felt were connected to the Atlantean myth and the origins of domination structures.

During our breakup, I experienced profoundly destructuring violence, felt as an attempt at psychological humiliation and annihilation. To survive, intense dissociation set in. For long months, I lived separated from my body, moving through night paralysis and altered states of consciousness.

This passage confronted me with memories vaster than my story alone: matrilineal imprints linked to power abuse. It marked the beginning of a long reintegration work.

It took me years to understand that this man wasn't just an external predator, but a mirror. The shadow of my own power. The trace of an ancient archetype - the Atlantean priest who once misused his knowledge, still carrying the guilt of power abuse through the cycles. Part of me had remained frozen at the threshold, at 29° Aquarius, preferring being a sacrificial lamb to reclaiming my own power. Understanding this marked a shift: the passage from victimhood to recognizing I had been initiated.

Today, the Epstein files are everywhere, and yet we are experiencing the collective freeze response. The nervous system declaring that if we fully feel what's been done to innocents, we won't survive. The same pattern as with Dutroux in Belgium: brief horror, then going back to sleep. Because believing change is possible seems more dangerous than despair when we're frozen.

Here's what I learned from leaving my body for years then choosing to return: freezing isn't permanent. It's a phase. And we're approaching the point where either the system collapses into total dissociation, or we come back into our bodies, reclaim our power, and rebuild on an entirely different foundation.

During this same period, in 2016, I treated victims of the Brussels terrorist attacks. Those who did best weren't the least physically wounded. The difference wasn't the severity of the wound, but the identification: remaining a victim or recognizing oneself as survivor. Constantly feeding the horror story keeps us chained to it.

Victim consciousness can be a necessary stage, but it's not a place of sovereignty. It's a state of reaction and powerlessness.

One could say this was the Nigredo, the Work in Black. The survivors who thrived first let the trauma circulate and discharge somatically, through their bodies, before even seeking to make meaning of it. Only after this passage through dark matter could something truly new emerge: new careers, new relationships, depths of compassion, renewed taste for being alive. A true act of alchemy.

The last skin of the Wood Snake, the first breath of the Fire Horse

With this New Moon, we are entering the year of the Fire Horse. In Chinese astrology, Fire Horse years have long been perceived as dangerous. Women born with this energy were considered too wild for marriage. They didn't accept fences, nor did they confuse protection with imprisonment. Their mere presence was enough to shake systems built on the submission of female bodies.

This same energy returns today. The cosmic climate opens a rare window where what's been visible all along finally becomes impossible to deny: abuse networks reaching the highest spheres of power, extraction systems that transform sensitive beings into generational batteries, and the way we've learned to call this "civilization."

If you were waiting for permission to stop exhausting yourself to maintain the comfort of those still sleeping, if you were waiting for permission to forgive yourself for turning your power against yourself or offering it to those who fed on it, if you were waiting for permission to come home, to rest, to love, to be loved without having to earn peace through war - then this eclipse has come to free you!

The old structures are already collapsing whether we want it to or not. The ancient freezing that kept us locked in roles that were never ours is beginning to melt under pressure that can no longer be contained. The meeting of Neptune and Saturn at 0° Aries, combined with the solar eclipse at 29° Aquarius forming a T-square with Uranus and Lilith, creates such intensity that what was frozen must either transform or die.

We were never meant to serve as batteries running corrupt systems. Our task is to illuminate the path for those ready to build something else on the ashes of what exploited us.

The Fire Horse already galops! The fences are gone! Will we run with it toward freedom - or stay in a burning stable that will ultimately destroy us?