The roses are wilting, the phone call you keep dodging is waiting, and the universe is sending you love letters wrapped in moth wings and emotional messes.

🌹⚡ Venus conjunct Neptune in Aries | Moon in Cancer square Mercury in Aries | Uranus in Taurus sextile North Node in Pisces 🧠🌊

This morning I burst into tears looking at the cheap supermarket roses I planted last year. All those little buds, just about to explode with sweet-scented beauty — each one had a perfect round hole chewed out by tiny moth caterpillars. (It's their season now, apparently and honestly they too can go fuck themselves.)

I’d promised myself I’d FaceTime my parents today — a call I’ve postponed into oblivion, as usual. I always stall until I somehow become a better version of myself, or have something impressive to report: a book deal, a new flat, glowing skin, or at least the fucking roses. Beauty meets sharp teeth of disillusionment today as Venus in Aries conjunct Neptune.

There’s nothing soft about today’s dreams. They don’t float — they fester. They grow teeth and crawl out of the dirt, eating holes through your would-be beauty. They remind you that longing alone doesn't make the roses bloom. That tenderness, left unspoken, gets devoured by smaller, hungrier things.

And then there’s the Moon in Cancer, poor sweet tender mess, square Mercury in Aries — trying to bake a cake while Mercury shouts poetry through a bullhorn in a burning kitchen. Emotional truths today are loud, fast, and misunderstood. Someone’s feelings are going to get scraped across a sidewalk and turned into art. Probably yours. But hey, it’ll be honest.

Meanwhile, Uranus in Taurus sextiling the North Node in Pisces is that little electric jolt when the dream finally becomes physical. A flash of insight that smells like wet dirt and possibility. It's the future calling — from inside the compost heap. Something is rotting just enough to grow.

✨ So what’s today good for?

🩸 Making out with your illusions before stabbing them gently with truth
💔 Admitting your dream was never going to happen that way and building a better one
🍯 Writing poems on your skin in honey and then letting someone read them
⚡ Dancing barefoot on kitchen tiles while a storm rolls in
🌱 Following the tingle in your spine all the way to your next version

Today’s not about waiting for clarity — it’s about letting the blur seduce you.

Letting your longing lead, even if it takes you through smoke and static. Because love, art, and revolution are rarely neat.

They’re messy, sharp, sweaty, and half-divine.

So light a candle for the version of you that once thought it needed permission.
Then run, barefoot and blessed, straight into the fog —
sword in one hand, cupcake in the other.

You are not here to play it safe.
You are here to fall in love with the impossible
—and dare to make it real.

🌿 Taurus Season whispers: slow down, soften, root in.

Drop into your body. Into beauty. Into the now.

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