Star Struck Style

I’ve felt rather directionless for the last couple of days — lost in space, as the saying goes. This happens when too many planets gang up on me in my ninth house. Thankfully, Mercury will move into my tenth house this weekend. When it conjoins my midheaven, perhaps I’ll discover a sense of purpose again.

Before that happens, Venus moves into my eighth house. I’m looking forward to that ingress because I feel as if I’ve been a little desperate for approval while the planet transited my seventh house. Now that Mars has made its long-awaited shift into my eleventh house, perhaps I can actually work on doing things that make me stand out in the crowd instead of trying so hard to be a part of the team. I often struggle to find a balance between those two divergent impulses. I do things to isolate myself so that I can feel “above it all,” and then I wonder why it’s so hard for me to make genuine connections with the sort of people I consider to be “on my level.”

I’ll probably start to feel more grounded again once the solstice arrives, too. Even a Capricorn like me can get flaky during Gemini season. The imminent new moon in Cancer occurs just half-a-degree away from my natal moon while Jupiter transits the same point simultaneously. “Café Astrology” is telling me to wait until the new moon arrives to make sense of everything that’s going on in the universe. The daily astrological rundown on the site offers the following advice:

“The Last Quarter Moon phase points to a possible crisis of consciousness. We’ve processed recent epiphanies, and we are starting to see what works for us — and what doesn’t — in preparation for next week’s New Moon when something new is born again. It’s not an ideal time to start a significant project, as the decreasing light of the Moon symbolizes descent into unconsciousness. Instead, it’s time to handle details or tie up loose ends.”

So, I’m going to spend the next few days processing “recent epiphanies” as I continue to float through the ether like an astronaut who has become untethered from his spaceship. I really don’t know what else to do. Everything inside me is telling me to wait for a few more days to set a new course for my future endeavors. After the new moon on June 25, I’ll figure out a way to get back to earth.

Soon . . .