All seems a bit foggy right now, like the fog of all-that-is-serious has dressed me. Maybe I look the same as always on the exterior? Like the emperor's new clothes or Harry Potter's invisibility cloak, I know it's there but others perhaps see no different. I suppose we all go through serious phases, times of introspection and evaluation: life so far, where are we at? That kind of thing. Growing up surrounded by astrology it would be abnormal for me not to check where the stars are at right now and see if they can offer some guiding light on the whole "life" debacle (nice light-hearted topic as we near the end of the working week!) So what do we know about Saturn? Ha, Old Father Time, he loves a lonnnnng, slooooow, lesson or two: to really make sure he's ground the rock right down, to reveal the diamond within. And what do you know, there he is, tapping on the door of my seventh house, sitting amongst my Venus and Mercury, basically having a very serious party on my behalf. What makes it even funnier (!) is his backwards motion right now: retrograding his way around eighteen degrees of Capricorn, with no rush to explore other astrological mythology and their symbols, just him in his fishy, goaty, get-up, sticking it to the man (woman).
Apparently with Saturn transits it's always with the intention of releasing a more realistic, life path, but the journey getting there is rarely fun and free-spirited. So I guess the best thing to do during this time is to hunker down with my thoughts (Mercury) and my relationships, and aesthetical views (Venus) and sign up for the lengthy transformation... The fog is here to stay so I may as well enjoy its masqerade. Roll on the Jupiter transits of joviality and believing that anything is possible!