Vega & Sirius — The Full Moon of Sacred Union · January 3, 2026

From January 3rd to 6th, 2026, a window opens in the sky. Four days to cross an initiatory passage that asks nothing of us but our presence.

The full moon on the 3rd places us on the Cancer-Capricorn axis - the axis of the Great Mother and the Wise Elder. On one side, Venus and the Sun in Capricorn embrace Vega, the star of Lyra, bearer of the harmonious feminine memory. On the other, the Moon in Cancer nestles against Sirius, the star that has guided whales since the beginning of time.

In January 2022, exactly four years ago, Venus was already conjunct the Sun - but retrograde. We were then in a period of inner revision, questioning our values, our relationships, and our relationship to love and power - a necessary deconstruction. This time, Venus is direct. We are now harvesting what we have been sowing over these past four years.

On January 6th, the day of Epiphany, Venus crosses through the heart of the Sun in exact cazimi on Vega, the moment when our hearts can merge with a frequency we have forgotten.

VEGA

Once upon a time, there was a civilization - Vega - where the feminine reigned not through domination, but through resonance.

Everything vibrated in harmony. Buildings were sung into existence. Relationships attuned like instruments in an orchestra. Beauty was the fundamental law of reality. Touch was sacred. Souls recognized each other by their frequency. No one forced harmony. If two beings didn't resonate together, they bowed gracefully and continued on their way.

It was a world built on receptivity, listening, beauty as intelligence. A world feminine in its very essence, magnificent yet incomplete.

Because here is what Vega had never learned: discernment, boundaries, the sacred no.

In its quest for absolute harmony, it had confused acceptance with indiscriminate receptivity. It had believed that softness was enough, that beauty protected, that love disarmed all violence.

It had never integrated that true harmony sometimes requires conflict, that true beauty sometimes demands the destruction of what parasitizes it, that the soft feminine without the fierce feminine is prey.

Then came the Orion Wars.

In the galactic narratives living in our collective unconscious, we speak of these cosmic conflicts where masculine energies - having lost their own axis, disconnected from their hearts, seeking power to fill an inner void - encountered feminine energies that had never learned to set boundaries.

Whether these wars took place in space or in the human psyche matters little. What matters is the operative myth: what doesn't integrate its own shadow ends up being devoured by the external shadow.

Vega, in its perfect beauty, had refused to integrate the warrior function. It had believed it could remain pure, intact, harmonious.

And in a few hours, in the myth, it was obliterated. What needed to die wasn't the feminine, it was the idea that one can be feminine without being fierce.

We are the archetypal survivors.

We carry in our cells the memory of a feminine paradigm that has been destroyed again and again: the Goddess temples - erased; the witches - burned; the healers - hanged; the seers - tortured; the priestesses - violated; Earth Mother herself - devastated.

Vega manifests each time we have confused softness with absence of boundaries. That's why the noise (or silence!) of humans terrifies us - we seek the lost symphony. That's why ugliness physically wounds us - we carry the memory of beauty. That's why dissonant relationships kill us - we know what true resonance is. That's why dead architecture numbs us - we remember living spaces. That's why we see patterns everywhere - we still read sacred geometry.

We are not maladjusted, but carry the memory of a different world that knew harmony - and was annihilated - and came with the mission to integrate this now in our human lives.

And, let's be honest, we are tired. Tired of trying to create beauty in a world that values productivity. Tired of feeling too much, seeing too much, hearing too much. Tired of wondering if we're crazy. Tired of giving, giving, giving... and then collapsing, when we're supposed to be pillars!

DAY 1 (JANUARY 3RD): RECOGNIZING THE LOSS

The full moon on January 3rd first invites us to recognize the loss. Just to say: "Yes. Something has been lost, and I carry this grief.” Perhaps on this day, we simply allow ourselves to feel for all the times we had to silence our vision to be heard, where we hid our sensitivity to be respected, where we renounced our beauty to be taken seriously, where we chose reason over resonance.

On the first day, we repair nothing. We honor what was lost. Perhaps just in a kitchen, making tea. Perhaps walking alone. Perhaps simply looking out the window and letting the body remember.

SIRIUS

Facing Vega, Sirius calls to us from Cancer - the sign of the primordial Mother, deep waters, uterine mysteries.

Sirius - the star that guides whales and dolphins, these cetaceans who still carry the songs of Earth before the Fall. Sirius carries the memory of the powerful feminine. Not the soft and harmonious feminine of Vega. The feminine that transforms through fire. That of the priestess, the magician, the guardian of passages between worlds, the feminine of she who knows death and rebirth, of she who carries the alchemical power to transmute wound into medicine.

Sirius also carries a shadow.

In the myth of the Orion Wars, certain Sirian energies participated in the conflicts. They used their power, sometimes to defend, or to attack, sometimes to "save" by controlling, believing they knew better than others what was good for them.

DAY 2 (JANUARY 4TH): MEETING YOUR BURIED POWER

The second day invites us to feel the fire.

That relationship where we give 90% and tell ourselves "it's normal, I'm stronger than them." That friend for whom we descend into their living hell again and again. That job where we work to exhaustion because "who else will do it?" That meeting where we don't say what we really think for fear of being "too intense."

We carry fire in our veins, but we're afraid to burn. Afraid of becoming the one who wounds. Afraid that our power, once released, won't know how to stop.

And this fear - legitimate - keeps us small and powerless. We sacrifice ourselves. We exhaust ourselves. We hide.

On the second day, we don't yet release the fire. We simply recognize where it lives in our body.

DAY 3 (JANUARY 5TH): INTEGRATING THE SHADOW

The third day invites us to see the teaching.

Not the fault, not the shame, but the teaching.

Vega's shadow is that we confused softness with absence of boundaries. We believed that saying no shattered harmony. We gave, gave, gave... until nothing remained.

Sirius's shadow is that we confused power with sacrifice. We believed our value resided in our capacity to carry the world. We hid our fire for fear of burning. Both shadows kept us fragmented.

Vega was right about beauty, harmony, resonance, but wrong to believe we could maintain them without boundaries.

Sirius was right about power, transformation, magic, but wrong to believe she had to sacrifice herself to use it.

Perhaps on this day, in our daily life, we simply notice that time when we said yes while everything in us screamed no, that time when we held back a truth for fear of hurting, that time when we carried something that wasn't ours.

And instead of judging ourselves, we murmur: "I see. I understand. But now, I can choose differently."

This full moon on the Cancer-Capricorn axis speaks of the return of the sacred feminine, in its totality.

Cancer - the Moon, Sirius: the maternal, nourishing, emotional, sensitive and intuitive feminine, whose womb carries life and magic flows in the blood.

Capricorn - Venus, the Sun, Vega: the wise, structuring feminine, creator of civilizations, the architect, the builder, she who gives form to vision, she who sets boundaries. This is the feminine that structures.

For millennia, we've been told to choose.

Either we are soft and loving, but then we have no boundaries, no structure, no power in the material world.

Or we are strong and structured, often alone, and cut off from our intuition, our connection to mystery.

This full moon says: ENOUGH!

DAY 4 (JANUARY 6TH): THE SACRED UNION

On January 6th, Venus crosses through the heart of the Sun on Vega. The feminine ceases to seek love and recognition outside herself and enters the source of light itself. She no longer projects, she becomes solar. This marks the end of the feminine in search of validation. The beginning of the feminine as organizing principle.

Because this passage speaks not to the mind but to the nervous system, it often manifests in the body: a softening in the chest, warmth in the belly, unexpected peace - as if the body remembers before thought can follow. Perhaps on this day we do something deceptively simple: we create something beautiful - a cleared space, a text, a drawing, homemade soup - and we set a clear boundary with someone who asks too much of us. We descend into difficult emotion while maintaining our structure. We offer tenderness and refuse to carry what isn't ours. And perhaps we feel something else stirring: a quiet joy. A soft, wordless gratitude for still being here, for having made it through, for recognizing ourselves as whole for the first time in a very long time.

What unfolds between January 3rd and 6th, 2026, is a civilizational threshold. For millennia, Polaris - the North Star - oriented humanity as a symbol of the Yang principle. But according to Mantak Chia and Taoist traditions, a great cycle is now completing: Vega is emerging as a new star of spiritual guidance. The feminine principle reclaims her place as the living axis of the world. She returns not as dominated or reactive, but as the organizing intelligence of the cosmos itself.

When we mend our daily lives, we participate in something far greater: the reorientation of the world.

“She who reconciles the ill-matched threads of her life, and weaves them together into a cloth of beauty, has learned the mysteries of the goddess.” — Clarissa Pinkola Estés