Traditional old "bad moon" on the rise. I'm trying to keep my head down. I shouldn't even be online. It's in Libra, which is the weirdest sign to have a bad moon in--Libra's an air sign, all fair balance, justice, relationships, happy-go-lucky whimsical puppy, crashing upside wrong against a bad angle with war in Mars all on top of Uranus square Pluto chaos smoothie.
Libra is a weird sign for me, in that it's wedged between two signs I have hardcore heart planets in on my natal chart--Virgo, my moon sign, and Scorpio, where my Venus is. It's half way between what governs my love and lust, respectively. When the moon is in those stations, I always notice and think about those qualities. It's odd to have a terrible alignment coming off a particularly-starry-eyed couple days.
I'm no air sign, I'll just let it rumble overhead, but things have been unsettled and dark today. Obviously, things have probably been hard because of big transitions at work, not our giant mystical satellite, and I'm tongue-in-cheek with all of this. But I have, I've sort of been in the mood to look at the sky.
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