Star Struck Style

I was just looking ahead to the new moon on January 13 (or late January 12 where I live), trying to come up with a new year’s resolution that I can put into action on that day. With everything going on in the sky between now and then, it is probably wise to wait to start a new project of any kind.

Still, I want to know where I intend to go in the upcoming year; it would be nice to wake up tomorrow with a plan. But barely anything turned out as planned in 2020 for anyone. To be honest, I expected the year that just passed to be slow for me: with four planets sitting stationary on my angles for months at a time, an annus horribilis was in my stars. I just didn’t expect that everyone else would be along for the horrible ride. I suppose that the Saturn/Pluto conjunction that started off the year provided us all with a theme, and that theme was “You’re not going anywhere!”

So, I’m thrilled to know that Mars, Jupiter, Saturn and Pluto are no longer going to be conjoining my IC or my descendant any time soon. This new moon, however, is 39″ away from my IC in my Placidus third house. It’s basically forming an exclamation point on the era that began on January 12, 2020 when Saturn and Pluto met first met up in Capricorn about half-a-degree away from the same spot.

For me, it symbolizes a launching pad: a place where I can blast off and not look back at what made 2020 such a shitty year. While I wanted to use my time in quarantine more productively, I just couldn’t shake off the heaviness I felt with the heaviest planets in the sky sitting at the bottom of my chart. I keep telling myself that “the only way to go is up,” but until January’s new moon arrives, I’m not really going to be ready for takeoff.

When it does happen, however, I need to resolve to make my voice heard. I’ve got to find an audience. I’m a clever, funny guy with something to say. I need to work harder to find people who enjoy listening to me. Yes, there are a few of them out there!

While I still have a couple of weeks to revise, refine or retract this resolution, I don’t believe that I will have to change my mind about where I want to go in the new year. For that reason, I’m just putting this out into the universe on New Year’s Eve as if the stars were already aligned in my favor. They’re not, but they certainly are looking less-ominous by the day.

Good riddance, 2020!