The glamour today is still a vibe, but in the way a shattered mirror catches the sun. There’s blood on the stage, and someone’s finally telling the truth.

🦁🔥 Moon conjunct Mars in Leo | Pluto stations retrograde in Aquarius 🌀💀

This morning I woke up and the world was shaking. Not metaphorically for once. A 3.9 magnitude earthquake, epicenter apparently just 2km from our home. It made the glass in our kitchen cabinets sing like crystal goblets at a haunted dinner party, and catapulted my cats from REM sleep straight into the air like startled demons. Two seconds and it was over. And we were just sitting there, me and the cats, staring each other down like: you felt that too, right?

Now that I sit down to write about Pluto turning retrograde, I can’t help but chuckle at how literal this slapstick comedy of life gets sometimes. Of course the underworld’s grand slow spin backward would kick off with a seismic intro like that.

There’s a moment — right before the rebellion — when your heart starts beating like a war drum and you realize you’re not afraid of being misunderstood anymore. That’s today. Not loud for attention, but loud like thunder: ancient, inevitable, divine.

Pluto stations retrograde and something cracks. Not loudly. Internally. Like tectonic plates shifting beneath your personality. You feel it in your jaw, your fists, your resistance to being told who you are.

Meanwhile, Moon conjunct Mars in Leo doesn’t just want visibility — it demands sovereignty. This is fire with a lineage. Ancestral, dramatic, and holy in its refusal to shrink. It’s giving: burn the old roles. Write yourself a crown. Impeach!

You don’t need permission. You need a moment of silence to hear your instinct roar.

"There are certain people who are meant to remain in your past. I made a mistake trying to repurpose you."
— Hannah Horvath, GIRLS HBO

This isn’t about being liked. This is about cracking the algorithm of your own conditioning. Mars and Moon in Leo hand you the match. Pluto retrograde shows you the structure that needs to burn. You get to be angry today. You get to want more. You get to not explain.

And you get to remember that anger isn’t the opposite of peace — it’s the boundary that protects it.

✨ So what’s today good for?

🔪 Looking at what you’ve been pretending isn’t hurting and finally calling it by name
🦁 Reclaiming your ferocity — especially the parts you’ve made more “digestible”
⚔️ Not avoiding the fight, but choosing it with intent
🩸 Letting the tension show. People should know you’re real, not perfect
🔧 Taking apart the lie that says “being strong” means “being silent”

This is not some saccharine self-care Sunday. This is you doing shadow work in high boots and eyeliner that doubles as war paint.

The throne today isn’t cushioned.

It’s carved out of everything you’ve survived.

⛏️ So, about that cracking sound? 🦴

That’s Pluto hitting reverse, starting its long, slow crawl backward through Aquarius today, May 4th, 2025.

This is the Underworld's plumbing backing up right into your curated reality.

What this retrograde beast does: Pluto Rx is the earthquake that brings structures that are not stable enough down, handing you a fucking a pickaxe, and pointing to the ruble, to the concreted-over truths buried in your foundations.

It’s about excavation. Dragging out the toxic patterns, the power dynamics you’ve ignored, the rot you've disguised as resilience. It forces a confrontation with your deepest compulsions, your shadows, the control issues you swear you don't have. This is where you face the ways you've been manipulated, and the ways you manipulate yourself.

What to fucking expect: Expect shit to resurface. Old obsessions, ancient wounds, power struggles you thought were dead and buried might just claw their way back up for an encore. It feels intense, like a low-frequency hum vibrating through your bones, threatening to shake everything loose. Subconscious garbage gets dredged up. Hidden motives, yours and theirs, become glaringly obvious under this harsh, internal light. It's a pressure cooker for transformation – uncomfortable, maybe terrifying, but necessary if you want to stop living a lie.

How to work with this chaotic fuckery: You don’t tiptoe around Pluto Rx; you meet its goddamn gaze. Dive into the muck. This ain't the time for your inner Shoshanna, all wide-eyed and trying to follow the rules someone else wrote, bless her anxious heart. Nah, let Jessa take the wheel – yeah, it’s messy, maybe chaotic, probably gonna piss someone off, but it’s real. It’s about embracing the glorious, uncomfortable complexity instead of pretending it doesn't exist.

Ask the questions that make you sweat. Where are you clinging to decay? What power are you really afraid of – losing it, or finally claiming it? Put that curated, shiny Serena van der Woodsen ideal you've been chasing on the shelf. It's time to embody less character Blake Lively and more actual Blake Lively from this past year – you know what I’m talking about! Less effortless perfection, more drawing boundaries like a boss, handling your shit directly, maybe even throwing a little well-aimed fire when needed. Authenticity over aspiration, even when it's less 'likeable'.

This is about controlled demolition from the inside out. Shadow work isn't pretty, it's grimy, but it's how you reclaim the power that's been leaking into your own personal underworld.

Journal like your life depends on it, scream into a pillow, burn the symbolic bridges. Whatever gets the poison out.

How long this dark party lasts: Strap in. Pluto doesn't do quickies. This retrograde phase lasts until October 14th, 2025. That's roughly five months of internal reckoning, of tearing down and hopefully, eventually, rebuilding something real on the ruins. Five months to dig deep, confront the beast in the basement, and decide if you're going to keep feeding it or starve it out.

That Leo fire, that Moon-Mars roar you’re feeling? Good. You’ll need it. Use it as a torch to light your way down. Pluto Rx rips open the floorboards. Your job is to be brave enough to look at what’s crawling underneath.

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