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I was reaching for something that didn’t come toward me on its own.

Trigger warning ‼️ This week’s reading includes discussion of sexual assault, sexual abuse, institutional failure, and the emotional impact of not being believed. Please take care of yourself as you read. Before I say anything about this week’s astrology, I need to talk about Cornell University. A young woman identified as Jane Doe has accused seven former fraternity members of sexually assaulting her after she says she was drugged at a fraternity house in 2024. Her civil la

Hello everyone, We begin this week in the aftermath of Saturday’s Aries Full Moon. Throughout September, we’ve talked about finding some breathing room — enough space to look again at old conversations, beliefs, relationships, and decisions without immediately deciding what they mean or what we need to do about them. This week, we may need that breathing room more than ever. Something gets your attention. Someone says exactly the wrong thing. An old feeling resurfaces. Or you

I’m still taking a short break from sharing my memoir. September has been a month of rest, recovery, and looking again at some parts of my life that needed my attention. I’m feeling much better, but I’m not quite ready to jump back into the story yet. So, I’m giving myself one more week of breathing room. I’ll be back in October. And honestly, after everything September has stirred up, I suspect I’ll be returning to the memoir with a slightly different perspective than I had

Hello everyone, We’ve spent much of September looking again at old beliefs and conversations, at relationships and decisions. Things we thought we understood. We’ve been clearing out some stale thinking and looking honestly at where our perspective has changed. This week, we begin to understand why. The astrology builds toward an Aries Full Moon on Saturday, September 26. In our Community Chart, this Full Moon falls across the 3rd and 9th houses that connect what we know with

September apparently isn’t finished with me. Not yet. 😂 A couple of weeks ago, I wrote that I needed some breathing room. Then I got bronchitis. The Universe thought I needed a more literal demonstration. I’ve spent much of September resting, trying to get my lungs back on speaking terms with the rest of my body, postponing client work, and taking a break from writing my memoir. But while I’ve been sitting still, some other things have been moving. Relationships. Old convers

This week's Grand Air Trine is a kind of Mind Cleanse. We’re opening the windows of the mind and letting some fresh air clear out the stale thinking.

I love my garden. I’ve spent the summer watching sunflowers stretch toward the roofline, zinnias bloom in colors I didn’t know I needed, and songbirds fight over territory as though somebody forgot to tell them there is enough food for everybody.

This week we’re… Sorting it out → talking about it → getting to the truth of it → seeing it differently.

August stirred things up. And now, September gives us some space to look at what happened.

August showed us something, and as that month closes, September starts by asking: What do I do with what I know now?

I’m taking a little break from the memoir, giving myself some room to see what’s coming up, and letting the next chapter wait until next Sunday.

This week starts with a very active 8th house in the SGs Community chart. It’s a “rumble in the jungle,” with the planets packing a real punch. On August 23, Mercury in Leo is challenging the Community’s natal Uranus in Taurus. Mercury is moving through our 8th house of transformation and shared resources while Uranus sits in our 5th house of creativity and the inner child. Unexpected conversations or realizations about shared resources, trust, intimacy, children, creativity,

Man on A Cross – Girl on A Mission Audio narration coming soon you YouTube. Long, long ago when the ice began to melt an’ the earth began to warm, house-size quartz rock came barrelin’ out of the Appalachian Mountain range. Tossed around an’ pulverized by the almighty force of creation, enormous boulders turned into sugar-white sand. They found their landin’ place along the emerald, green shores of what would someday be called Santa Rosa Island, Florida’s Panhandle, my childh

Hello everyone, We are between eclipses, and we are about to move into Virgo season. We learned something while we were moving through Leo. Now we have to decide what we’re going to do with it. The Leo Solar Eclipse on August 12 opened a new cycle, but eclipse energy does not finish its work in a day. What began around that eclipse will continue developing as we move toward the Aquarius Solar Eclipse on February 6, 2027, and then the Leo Solar Eclipse on August 2, 2027. So if

Don’t Look Behind the Curtain Little Girl Audio narration coming soon to YouTube. My mother tells me I’s six months old when I uttered my first word, already talkin’ before most babies could sit up straight. “It was on a Sunday,” she said. “I remember ‘cause we were leavin’ for church, an’ there was gonna be a picnic afterward to celebrate the church’s 100th anniversary. This was a big day for our congregation, but you topped ‘em all when you pointed to the top of my blouse,

Tell a lie big enough an’ long enough an’ people will believe it. Audio narration coming soon to YouTube. My parents landed in Florida durin’ the Eisenhower Era. Of course, it didn’t get that name ‘til we were well into the 60s, when black folks, women, homosexuals an’ others like ‘em started makin’ a fuss about bein’ left out of the good-time party our 34th president had directed. By that time, the country had fallen headfirst into the age of protests, sit-ins, an’ walkouts.

Welcome, everyone. Over the past few weeks, we’ve been talking about the Hammock. July invited us to make room within the fast-paced astrological energy to slow down, catch our breath, and spend some time in the Hammock reflecting before rushing into the next thing. As we enter August, the atmosphere begins to change. It feels as though we’re standing in a doorway. One season is coming to a close, and another is beginning. We may not see the whole path ahead, but we can sense

As I’ve continued posting blogs each week, I’ve been thinking about what I know to be a matter of record, how the memories of family members have informed my understanding of the past, and how I’ve had to fill in the blanks between them. This author’s note helps explain that. This memoir is based on my own memories, family stories told to me throughout my life, historical research, and documents I have found through genealogical and public records. Some facts in this story ar

Tell a lie big enough an’ long enough, an’ people will believe it Audio narration coming soon to YouTube Adjacent to the City of Milton you’ll find the Village of Bagdad. This tiny dot on Florida’s map had been wrapped in briars, mosquitoes, thorns, an’ snakes for a million years. But before they measured off their boundaries to make a respectable showin’ as real communities, it was all called Hell-Town. Sometimes, Hard Scrabble. That’s always been my favorite. There’s someth