Mine, Yours, Ours, and Everyone's

In Taurus, personal possessions take hold. What's mine is mine. I am sole proprietor of the things I collect to keep or dispense with however I choose.

In Scorpio, relationships with others have formed and resources are shared. The way they are handled is decided by mutual effort. What is mine, what is yours, and what is ours is a moving puzzle.

Sharing is taken further in Aquarius where society's resources are distributed among all ideally. Still, personal possession and interpersonal bartering are at work creating a complex web of varying degrees of wealth. Often people question why some have so much more than others. What does commonwealth really mean? Then people wonder whether or not resources are finite and if they simply keep moving around.

It's impossible to deny the lust for material commodities that motivates human creatures.  A sort of primitive prehensile grasp propels them to keep acquiring possessions. Clamping and retrieving are ubiquitous.

In Scorpio consolidated wealth can reach astronomic proportions but the end purpose of Scorpio is to let go and exchange the material for the spirit. The original pleasure of acquisition in Taurus has reached its zenith in the opposite sign. There is really no more to possess. Either Scorpio is buried in the weight of the material or is released and lifted to further dimensions.

The North Node of the moon transits Taurus for a year and a half, while the South Node transits Scorpio. They square Saturn in Aquarius, bringing these resource puzzles to light. The North in Taurus, however, puts positive emphasis on what is mine and how to appreciate it. The rest follows naturally.

War

Crop Success

Love Letter from a Venus-Uranus Conjunction

My Dear Galactic Sweetheart,

I love you more than earthly words can say. You have opened my mind to far-reaching dimensions I never could have imagined. The stimulation thrills me constantly as my neurons fire at high speeds delivering insights none before you could have matched. The electricity between us is wildly creative. 

Even though I haven't seen you in 12 years my heart beats vigorously reminding me how much I love you. The space between is infinite, and I know you could pop up anytime. 

Love,

V

The Drivers Arrive

The People's Convoy has merged with another gigantic group of drivers and the 1000s strong truck convoy is arriving in the nation's Capitol today or tomorrow. They are protesting Covid 19 restrictions specifically and governmental overreach in general. Independent truck drivers have a mind and life of their own. They value their free will. So much so that these normally solitary types have banded together uncharacteristically to defend their rights in unison.

On America's momentous Pluto return, the drivers have synched their gears and are in Washington D.C. to tell the government and the world we are a free country. These truckers, who deliver life's essentials every day without fuss or fame, have stepped into the limelight. They insist on facilitating the people's survival one way or another. 

The convoy is arriving with Mars and Venus still conjunct in Capricorn at 29 degrees. That's well deep into the loins of governmental authority. Alone in their cabs they often circumvent authoritative excess. But the tentacles have grabbed the populace for two years and it's time to let go. The end has been reached.

And all of this occurs under a magnificent Aries Moon. Autonomous Aries squares with Capricorn boss man. Eighteen-wheeled warriors of the road ride into the heart of it all with vim, vigor, and hot pride. 

Drive forward and onward you big burly boisterous spectacular leaders!