What transforms a leader into a tyrant? What turns conviction into fanaticism? When does healthy confidence become psychological inflation, authority become domination, and care become control? These questions do not belong only to history, but to every human being. This Full Moon in Aquarius asks what happens when a person, an institution, or even a part of ourselves, begins to believe it is the center around which everything else must orbit. Liberty Leading the People by Eu

From 19 to 24 July 2026, four slow-moving planets - Pluto, Neptune, Uranus, and Jupiter - form a rare celestial geometry known as Barbault's Basket. At its peak, around 19-21 July, each planet stands near 4° of its sign, occupying one of the four corners of the zodiac. I saw a cradle suspended between heaven and earth. What follows is a tale, a symbolic thread to help us move through this configuration and let a question rise to the surface: Can we become a cradle for whateve

🎧 If you'd prefer to listen to this article, I've recorded it here: There are moments when the outer world seems to reveal the inner climate of an age. Across southern Europe, forests burn. Last night, the forest of Fontainebleau caught fire. Over 800 hectares consumed at the gates of Paris, water bombers deployed for the first time in the history of that forest, 900 people evacuated, and this morning the fire is still not contained. Fontainebleau is not alone. In recent mon

Last weekend, millions of us across Europe emerged from a heatwave that had become an collective sweat lodge. Hundreds chose to step into it consciously as though it were a shared ceremony rather than simply something to survive. The four hottest days became the four gates of the sweat lodge. Wednesday. Thursday. Friday. Saturday. Air. Water. Fire. Earth. Each gate asked something different of us. The final gate, Earth, ended with Grandmother Earth's voice: Our first function

I tried to compress myself into a carousel this week. Since Aries season, I’ve been trying to post on Instagram. I sat in front of the screen. Typed a few words. Deleted them. Typed again. Changed the font. Deleted everything. I gave up. Again. I want to start there, with that cringe, because I think it's not a productivity problem. I think it's my nervous system knowing when the container is too small for what it carries. Later that same day, I went looking for a practitione

I. The Exhausted Healer I was scrolling through my feed last week when I saw it. A somatic therapist, my age, working in the same territory of the body and trauma that I have devoted my life to, had taken her own life. I sat with that for a long time. I didn't know her, but I recognized the landscape she was working in. The particular exhaustion of holding other people's pain as a profession, and the invisible weight it accumulates over years. In my last article, I wrote abou

This New Moon on May 16, 2026 is a mythic confrontation with one of the oldest psychic structures of civilization, a story so ancient we stopped recognizing it as a story at all. It is a story about violation, about power, and about what happens when a culture punishes the wounded instead of the wound itself. Perseus with the Head of Medusa by Benvenuto Cellini High in the constellation of Perseus, there is a star that dims and brightens every three days as though it is breat

Wesak links East and West, Buddha and Christ, Shamballa and Hierarchy, purpose and love. — Alice A. Bailey This is an incredibly powerful full moon. We are in 2026, the great year of the Fire Horse, untameable, forward-moving, the old order being outrun by what is coming… Into this already charged year arrives a Scorpio Full Moon with its ruler Pluto squaring directly. Pluto excavates what has been buried. Grief, power, truth, longing come up now whether invited or not. This

On Geronimo, the most explosive Aries sky in a generation, and what it means when the empire steals the shaman's skull. There was a man who could keep the dawn from rising. This is a recorded fact among the Chiricahua Apache. He was first known as Goyahkla, "the one who yawns," the one still trailing the edges of a dream, still half-belonging to another world. He could walk across open ground without leaving a single footprint. He could see the movements of enemies before the

Under this Libra Moon, weighing what has been given and what must now be returned, it is not the gods of Olympus who respond. These are older voices. Older than the patriarchy. Older than written memory. They come from far away, from the edges of the Kuiper Belt, as though they had been waiting in silence for us to finally be able to listen. Dusk over Rapa Nui (Easter Island) — photo: Armand McKenzie THE GREAT CARDINAL CROSS OF THE ANCESTORS Four directions. Four deities not

Imagine that you have been rowing a little boat, alone, on an ocean so vast that you cannot see where it ends. You have been rowing for what feels like lifetimes and, perhaps in the truest sense, it has been. Sometimes you have met another soul out on the water, someone who could row beside you for a while, someone who made the crossing feel less solitary. Sometimes, you met someone who stole your paddles when you weren't looking, or who rowed for you if you were lucky enough

Part One: The Witness In 1989 I was eight years old, living in Hong Kong. I didn’t understand geopolitics. Children don’t read the news. They read the room and feel the tension. Hong Kong took to the streets in silence, holding candles for the students in Tiananmen Square. A city mourning on behalf of people it could not save, for a freedom it knew was also its own future question. The adults around me performed normalcy with the practiced efficiency of people who understood

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

Leo governs the heart. Many of us feel something tightening in the chest… This Full Moon brings into the light a very tangible tension: between the mind that observes, analyzes, keeps its distance (Aquarius), and the heart that wants to beat freely, to radiate, to be alive (Leo). We have all built an armor around the heart… out of survival instinct. It protected us, but sometimes what protected us has also created an ongoing state of dissociation. Artwork: Moon Mountain Lion

There are moments when the planets conspire to open a doorway. This New Moon at 29 degrees Capricorn is one of them. The 29th degree is the last step before the crossing - that moment when we are no longer what we were, but not yet what we're becoming. And Saturn, Capricorn's ruler, stands at the edge of Pisces at 27 degrees, conjunct Neptune at 29. Two giants about to tip over. Neptune is preparing to enter Aries for the first time in 165 years. A cycle far longer than a hum

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 beginni

What is the emotion that has been rising within you for such a long time? An ancient rage, an oceanic sadness, a deep knowing for which there are no words? Tonight, I come into your dreams, not with the intention to teach you anything new, but to remind you of who you already are. I am the Whale that swims through the Milky Way. At the Solstice, I dive. I dive so deeply that I pass through the layers of your collective memory, through the strata of what has been forgotten, si

It is said that in those days, the Moon climbed so high into the zenith - so close, so full, so vast - that she seemed ready to swallow the sky whole. A Supermoon: one of those moons that stir the inner tides and crack open the dams we thought unbreakable. At 13° Gemini, it opened wide the Gate of Wind, while across from it, at 13° Sagittarius, the Sun held the Gate of Fire like a lighthouse keeper in the storm. To the north, 13° Virgo guarded the Gate of Earth, where everyth

This is the season of darkness. In Greek mythology, Hades abducts Persephone and takes her to the underworld. She descends against her will. She returns as Queen. In mystery schools, indigenous rites of passage, and in all initiatory traditions: this journey was recreated. We died symbolically to be reborn transformed. Certain events in life will force this descent into the underworld - whether we choose it or not. The burnout that reduces to ash. The illness that hollows you

A woman lies on the treatment table. Her pelvis has been locked for years. The fascia have a long memory: they hold the imprint of violation, of touch that should never have happened, of intrusions that taught the body to turn to stone in order to survive. It will take a delicate weaving of gentle osteopathy, myofascial work, de-armouring and hypnotherapy to gain permission — not to force, but to invite her body to release what has been held for so long. Because the body does