I Found My Power Center Again - Pluto/Sun in Aquarius Monday Morning/Weekly Check-In Post

How Are YOU??

I got pissed about the rats last week, as in PISSED, and sent off a pointed text to our landlord about the situation after a couple of convos with him where no action had been taken on his part. That next day Jon cut some wood and sealed up some holes around some pipes, and ever since I have seen no evidence of them in our house. Oh, I still hear them in the attic and the walls, but the interior of our house is clear.

On the very last day of Pluto in Capricorn I finished shredding all of our outdated documents and receipts and boxes of stored paper we will not be moving with us. I did not plan to finish it on that day, it just happened, and yet how fabulous to finish it then! Adios Pluto in Capricorn! (I am ignoring the fact that it’ll be back in Cap from Sept 1st-Nov 19th in the fall right now, so again I say, “Adios, Pluto in Cap, don’t let the celestial door hit you in your money-grubbing ass!”)

Yesterday morning, I hopped in our car to head to the Farmers’ Market, and I felt it, as in FELT IT - Pluto and the Sun in Aquarius, and I suddenly remembered my power center in my body, a center of power I have not been accessing since hearing the news from our landlord on November 1st that he’d be evicting us.

I’m moving out of powerlessness and into excitement about what lies ahead, truly now. This does not mean that I won’t still have moments of fear and anxiety, but something in me shifted big while I slept on Saturday night. I know publishing my memoir pieces is playing a part in this. For the first time since being given notice, I asked myself what it is I want. I’m still sorting this out, but I now feel I am open to doing it in a way that felt exhausting and impossible to me just a few days ago.

As I was leaving the market yesterday this anthem started through my car’s speakers, and I rolled the windows down in the 55-degree weather, put it on blast, and repeat, and car danced and sang along at the top of my voice as I traveled the streets of the Ojai Valley all the way home. I told you all I was going to have a dance party when Pluto and the Sun landed in Aquarius. I was also hoping to send a message to the super-wealthy who are monopolizing our town and causing accelerated gentrification.

Jon and I have just been invited to an actual dance party on Imbolc weekend making me wonder what else can I speak into existence here via my writing.

I am loving feeling fired up after a few months of feeling soggy.

Also, in the strangest of strange, a 221-year Cicada event is set to happen in the Midwest with a 13-year brood and a 17-year brood both emerging during late May. We’ll be treated to their song if the timeline we think we are on continues uninterrupted. I keep saying, “if” because three months is a long time in a reality where things can change in an instant.

How are you on this very first Monday of our lives with both the Sun and Pluto in Aquarius? Please drop me a comment below and let me know.