Check out this look from the Thom Browne Pre-Fall ’22 presentation. Six months from now, when the sun is in Cancer, this crustacean-inspired skirt should be arriving in stores.
Anyway, I’m looking ahead at my own chart trying to figure out what’s on the horizon for me in the warmer months. I’d like to plan another getaway, but I don’t want to cancel a trip if COVID gets in the way again. My Vegas traveling companions had to postpone their February trip because of Omicron, and I know a couple of people who are currently having a difficult time getting back home from their vacations south of the border. I know I couldn’t afford to stuck in a foreign country for too long, so I’ll continue to bide my time for as long as it takes for me to feel secure when I book my trip.
In the meantime, I’m going to take advantage of the upcoming planetary action in my fourth house. The sun entered that part of my chart yesterday, and I woke up today with the urge to clean my house. Go figure!
I’ve been complaining about having too many slow-moving planets in my fourth house for quite some time. Now that the swift-moving planets are entering the sector of my horoscope associated with the sign of the crab, perhaps I’ll be able to spend my time at home more productively. I can get crabby when I’m stuck inside — cabin fever really is a thing — but I can also get motivated to make my domestic environment more appealing. When the sun is actually in the sign of Cancer, I tend to focus that effort on my garden. I tend to turn that focus inward, both figuratively and literally, when the sun is transiting my fourth house. I retreat into my shell like a hermit crab, yet I also make sure that my shell is place that I want to be.
On that note, I’m going to get off my ass and continue to clean up a bit. I’ve got about five weeks before the sun enters my fifth house, and I’d like to feel as if I had laid a foundation for a better future when half of the planets in the sky gang up in Pisces around the same time. For someone like me, that means creating a living environment that doesn’t feel like a prison. In a Canadian winter, that can be quite a challenge. But, with the sun on my side, I think I’m going to be fine.