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Surviving Pluto Transits – A Comprehensive Astrological Guide

November 5, 2019
by Cristina Rombi with 63 Comments AstrologyTransits

I have condensed years and years of Pluto transits to my whole chart into a single post: here is everything you need to know, and more.

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❤️‍🔥DESIRE COMES FROM THE STARS ❤️‍ ❤️‍🔥DESIRE COMES FROM THE STARS ❤️‍🔥 Etymologically speaking, desire comes from the very same sidereal heights Astrology has been in conversation with throughout the millennia. Yet our world doesn’t hold space for its multifarious nuances. For its mystery. Its sanctity. As soon as desire grazes the Earth, we maim it, stifle it, banish it into oblivion. We’re quick to label, and, often, berate desire, because desire evades rigid, binary, either/or thinking — it’s either capitalism instigating ephemeral urges to sell us the quick fix, or those spiritual narratives that describe our desire nature as the preposterous symptom of a quenchless, unhallowed greed. Desire is somewhere in-between, above, beyond, elusive, yet undeniable. Human yet celestial. “Desiderare”, the Latin verb this term descends from, is derived from “de sidere”, which means “from the stars”. Perhaps, the truth is that our desires have a way of luring us into that liminal interstice that separates us from everything that, deep down in our hearts, we strive to be. And that can be frightening. Contrarily to what we’re often told, I believe that becoming comfortable with our desires — knowing them, owning them, claiming them — is how we get our wings. And I believe because I saw. Because I’ve been wingless and downtrodden. I believe that allowing ourselves to, at the very least, explore those desires is something that unravels us in the best way. And amidst those crevices, those folds of a once atrophied soul, are all the bits and pieces and fragments of ourselves that we’ve been aching to call back home, all along. Desires come from a place beyond us. Those desires so enduring and deep-seated they feel like lifelong companions are our daimons, our psychopomps, guiding our steps towards the place where we belong — where we can finally feel we belong. Are you ready to heed their call? ❤️‍🔥Mark your calendars. LUCID YEARNING arrives on October 31. ❤️‍🔥
🍂Humid, humus-scented, chilly and foreboding — Scorpio season lays its threadbare, livid mantle on us, a shroud thin just as the veil that separates our world from the next. 🍂 The forest canopy becomes sparse as leaves cascade to the ground, where their auburn shades will tarnish as they break down into inky, spongy humus. Shedding and composting so that the permanent structure of the soil can be improved is quintessential Scorpio medicine. At the core of Scorpio’s reverence of death is an undying, unyielding eagerness for preservation. An intimate awareness of decay as a crucial, imperative stage of the unraveling of life. Scorpio is Mars’ nocturnal domicile, after all. And as someone with a dignified, angular Mars that is being activated by profection — a Mars that carried me when all in me wanted to give up, a Mars that prodded me along when I was ready to stop by the wayside — I can state without a shade of doubt that what Mars wants is to forge ahead, at any cost. Yet, self-preservation and forward momentum are only possible insofar as we acknowledge that which is unseen and honour death and decay in all of their nutrimental munificence — from the departed who are still lingering on the other side of the veil, to the unseen intelligences that animate plants, animals and the very soil upon which we tread. The veil thins so we can remember. The veil thins so we can honour the incorporeal life that feeds the roots of our organic existence. The veil thins so that everything the unseen has touched, can be transformed, in the name of perpetuity. Have a blessed Scorpio season, everyone. ❤️‍🔥I have a few big announcements coming up in the next few days — stay tuned for more. ❤️‍🔥
The sky is still ablaze with the fiery halo of the The sky is still ablaze with the fiery halo of the Full Moon that lit up the 27th degree of Aries, a couple hours ago. A bonfire of a Moon in the midst of Fall. A fevered thrust — a whirlwind of rage and love melting the cold. Bridges. Defenses. Shackles. Self-imposed limitations. Give me all that has to give so you can be, whispers the fire. Let them burn so that the smoldering cinder of your will can ignite once more. Aries is ruled by Mars and Mars is currently dancing its way out of exile in the sign of Libra, caught in the undiscerning pangs of combustion. The opposition is like a mirror, held up before our eyes, truthful and unsparing — the sight of what’s behind and all around a constant reminder of the impact of our own actions, or lack thereof. Somewhere, somehow, somebody is hoping and praying for the trail that we are blazing to finally become an open road. There is a domino effect quality to the endings, culminations and epiphanies sparked by this Full Moon. And there is sacred, generative destruction, too. Pluto, the shadowy master of the Underworld, keeper of covert treasures, feeds the pyre of this Full Moon; there’s no fire without fuel. There’s no survival without catharsis. It’s either us or the things that have a hold on us. Call it a Chtonic intervention, if you will. The lighter the load, the higher you’ll rise from the flames. Swipe to read the incantation for your (rising) sign. ❤️‍🔥
🌿 It’s still quiet, here, at the edge of the 🌿 It’s still quiet, here, at the edge of the world, but it won’t be for long. As both Mercury and Jupiter station direct (at 10 degrees Libra and 22 degrees Aquarius, respectively), faint echoes from afar start pulling us back towards the center. The directions gradually become clear and intelligible. What to do with the hard-won scraps of raw personal truth that we clutch in our hands. How to tip the scales back into balance. How much of our heart and Soul to spill on that golden plate — how much to give, how to receive, how to bring levity and laughter to places where we used to cry. Where to go from here. The road ahead might still be bumpy and unclear, and, with Mercury still in their post-Retrograde shadow for a couple weeks, our gait is still wobbly and unsteady, but it’s a start. Praise the doubt and the wavering for they gave birth to symmetry. Mercury stationed Retrograde on September 27 and is currently applying to a sextile to Venus in Sagittarius as they resume forward motion; Jupiter began its backspin through the Zodiac much earlier, on June 20 of this year, back when the Lord of Plenty was still wading through the native waters of Pisces (Jupiter re-entered Aquarius on July 28). A cursory yet timely trine to Mars in Libra adds momentum and pungency to the Greater Benefic’s turnaround. Like wind in our sails. Jupiter will leave Aquarius for good, with a triumphant entrance in the waters of its nocturnal domicile on December 29, 2021. #witchandfamous #astrologersofinstagram
You’ve been there too, haven’t you. That cruc You’ve been there too, haven’t you. That crucial conjuncture when our desire nature gets conflated with emotional immaturity. Often, growing up. Mostly, by caregivers, parents, teachers. Relinquishing our wants and needs is the quintessential rite of passage that ushers us into adulthood. Welcome to the real world, where you can’t (always) get what you want. Actually, as a matter of fact, the willingness to disown our own desires is the ultimate marker of a functioning adult. Be a martyr. Swallow your own heart. And if want you must, strive for instant gratification at best. Something that soothes the burn without setting you free. We’re told we need be realistic. That resignation is the pinnacle of realism. Leave your Soul to rot. Bury it underneath the weight of everything you are supposed to be. Most of all, make sure you never, ever pause to think about what is happening to your heart while you let your desires wither away. Except that hearts cannot be tamed. They ache. Burn. Scream. The truth is, there is nothing inherently noble about splitting ourselves in two— the part of us that has wants, wishes and dreams, and the one tasked with stoically enduring the world as a wise, respectable, well-adjusted member of society. I think it’s time to summon the Muse of desire and ask her to introduce us to the stranger who lives within. The one we buried. The one who yearns and pines and wants and knows the way to our self-actualization. I think it’s about time to bring more aliveness to this world and allow our desires to fertilize the garden of our Soul. My next offering is a testament to this mission. And it’s dropping this month. Stay tuned. ⬇️ In the meantime, let me know in the comments below: what desires are singing your name? ❤️‍🔥 #witchandfamous
Prompt n. 5 of @captolia.online #clientcovenchalle Prompt n. 5 of @captolia.online #clientcovenchallenge entails providing insight into our brand/personality through the use of celebs as examples, and I wasn’t sure I was going to do it at first, because as much as pop culture fascinates me from a purely sociological standpoint — I do have Cultural Anthropology as my background, after all— I have no emotional attachment to it whatsoever or find it personally relatable in any way. Then it dawned on me— the fact that I’m not the biggest celebrity culture fan doesn’t mean that there aren’t public figures— artists and fictional characters, mostly— in whom I can see pieces and fragments of my own personality reflected back at me. I tried to include a bunch of them into this slideshow — hopefully it will serve as a window into my world, which is haunted and enchanted in equal measure. I have dreams. I have ghosts. I’m painfully sensitive yet feisty. My inner life is so vivid and intense it sometimes swallows me whole. I am a believer in some regards and an agnostic in others. I am loving and I am angry. I oscillate between faith and despair a lot, and often. A walking contradiction, basically, who loves to help other equally complex human beings find their bearings in a world that is *also* inordinately complex. Slide 1 is @cchelseawwolfe photographed by Kristin Cofer. Slide 2 is Elizabeth Fraser from Scottish dreampop band Cocteau Twins. Slide 3 is Solveig Dommartin as Marion in Wings of Desire by Wim Wenders (my favourite movie. Also one of the very few movies I actually watched in three decades of being on this planet because I lack the attention span necessary to sit through a whole movie). Slide 4 is a painting called Mary Magdalen in Ecstasy, by Italian painter Caravaggio. Slide 5 is Joan of Arc painted by John Everett Millais. Slide 6 is… Belle, because I have Cancer rising, a Libra stellium and Neptune aspecting nearly everything in my chart, including my Venus, lol. What archetypes and/or characters do you identify the most with?
On several occasions throughout the year, due to t On several occasions throughout the year, due to the frequency of its retrograde cycles, Mercury, the liminal One, willfully becomes One with glistening, invigorative Sol. This condition, technically a very tight conjunction — within 15 minutes, is known as Cazimi, the Latin transliteration of an Arabic term meaning “in the heart of the Sun”. For Mercury, as it’s the case with any other planet, the way to the Heart of the Sun is through the sightless pilgrimage of combustion — a planet is combust when it’s transiting within 14 degrees on either side of the Sun; combustion renders a planet unable to see, which, when it comes to our human experience here on Earth, often translates into a feeling of discombobulation — like proceeding tentatively through uncharted territory. The Cazimi, however, is a purification. A baptism of sorts. In the Heart of the Sun, the planet of speech and intellect is cleansed, regenerated and reborn anew. The veil drops. Clarity ensues. Think of the process of melting sand into glass — scorching heat changing the molecular structure of tiny, scattered grains into something entirely different. An amorphous solid, pellucid, transparent— a lifelike replica of the shapes and colors that lay on the other side. Mercury is Cazimi right now, as we speak, conjoining the Sun in Libra. The limpidity of this union marks a turning point in the current Retrograde journey of the cosmic shapeshifter— an intellectual reset of sorts. A moment of realization around the things, experiences and dynamics that we are being called to revisit. A wake up call for when we realize we can no longer see the forest for the trees. Mercury Cazimi is intelligence traveling through the invisible wires of the world as the world itself becomes an open book — as the void within fills up and fills us up with renewed meaning and purposefulness. The keys are everywhere. Dreams. Visions. The clouds. The flight of birds. You don’t need to look for answers. Dance with the void. The answers will come. [2nd slide by @poetryisnotaluxury ] #witchandfamous #mercurycazimi #astrologersofinstagram
Beauty and ferocity entwine in the dark of the New Beauty and ferocity entwine in the dark of the New Moon in Libra — a sign known for its proclivity to make artistry out of every contrast. Biblical visions of bushes set on fire yet not consumed by flames whirl in the eye of my mind. Mars, co-present with the two luminaries (and with Mercury, currently Retrograde) in the sign of the scales, is the spark and the source of ignition of this flammable concoction. Still, Mars in the sign of its exile is hardly a roaring furnace. Exiled Mars is more like smoldering embers — entrancingly glowing neon red underneath a pearly cloak of ashes. Tempered, yet only seemingly innocuous. With Pluto, lord of the Underworld, also stationing direct at the time of this New Moon, the friction between delicacy and ruin is almost palpable. There’s Beauty to be made, and to be found, but Beauty is not defined by the mere absence of frightfulness. Beauty is made of and through harsh edges — you cannot sculpt a masterpiece without a chisel. Beauty without shadow, without complexity, is skin-deep. Beauty is not in the binaries. It’s in the manifold shades of the full spectrum. Beauty is whole. This new beginning requires fortitude, and an eye for nuance. The courage to investigate the dancing shadows in our peripheral vision. The audacity to allow fire to claim what is slowly disintegrating away. I urge you to begin anew with a chisel in your hand. Sculpt away. Sever if you must. Embrace this subtractive process. Your most glorious creation, your monument to all things beautiful, feral and unyielding within or without, is hidden underneath layers of time, patiently waiting for you to crack the surface. #witchandfamous #horoscope #newmooninlibra #newmoonhoroscopes #astrologysigns
❤️‍🔥 Desire moves us. Desire changes us. ❤️‍🔥 Desire moves us. Desire changes us. Desire is an initiation. A portal. Your desire is holy. ❤️‍🔥 I couldn’t be more thrilled about going live here on IG with fellow astrologer, witch and Aphrodite devotee @the_aphrodisian_witch to talk desire and what it means to be forever transformed by the unyielding pull of what we crave. 🔥 🗓 October 7 is almost here. Mark your calendars and check out Vicky’s stories if you want to submit a question! #witchesofinstagram #witchandfamous
♎️ Libra season. ♎️ Domain of the sunken ♎️ Libra season. ♎️ Domain of the sunken Sun as the balance between light and dark tips over into longer nights. Realm of Venus enthroned, covered in the golden hues of deciduous trees, auburn warm and iridescent with raindrops. Seat of an exalted Saturn as decrepitude takes over. Sphere of Mars’ exile, bedewing the ardor of war and strife. Libra season is all contrast — impossible beauty and creeping darkness. Death as the keeper of life. The light hasn’t vanished — it just found a home within. It’s the hearth of the heart we must tend to as we bless the harvest and the days grow shorter. Death is just life elsewhere — everything is but a ceaseless return. #astrology #forestwitch #witchandfamous
🔥LESS THAN 24 HOURS🔥 … to join this inter 🔥LESS THAN 24 HOURS🔥 … to join this international, magnetic, soulful circle of witches, poets, artists and dreamers and cross the enchanted, chtonic threshold of Autumn together. 🍁🔮 🔴 I’m closing the portal today, Sep 21, at 11:59 PM CEST, 5:59 PM ET, 2:59 PM PT— price goes up next round. 🔴 ❤️‍🔥 Come experience Astrology at its most visceral, embodied, marrow-deep, commune with the planets, re-enchant your world. 🪐 The wandering stars are beckoning to you. 🪐 🔗 in b👁o. #witchandfamous
Jovial Full Moons like the one landing on 28 degre Jovial Full Moons like the one landing on 28 degrees Pisces, today, at 11:54 PM UTC (4:54 PM PST, 7:54 PM ET) are prismatic beacons of hope. Jupiter, ruler of this lunation, might be sightless to the Full Moon itself (the plentiful One is still making its way through the algid, Saturnine domain of Aquarius at this time), but then again, the lantern of faith is even more appreciable when it shines its light onto dark, unlikely places. Plus, if it’s true that this Full Moon cannot technically see its ruler, it’s also equally true that Luna is also in aversion to both malefics, favorably witnessed by Gods of change Uranus and Pluto, and adoringly beheld by Venus in Scorpio (a sign-based trine). Having just passed a conjunction to Neptune and still wrapped up in its holographic fumes, this Full Moon illuminates overlooked cushions of radical trust, glistening potential and soothing, remedial, restorative grace. Neptune adumbrates more than it reveals— a gossamer projection screen. Like a Rorschach test, images dancing on the blank whiteness reveal what moves us — and what medicine our bodies and hearts long for. Like balm on sore wounds or a wellspring of freshwater in the middle of nowhere. ✨ Swipe to read the Full Moon incantation for your rising sign. ✨ 🔴 Doors to my 10-week container ENSOUL THE UNSEEN close tomorrow, September 21, at 11:59 PM CEST, 5:59 PM ET, 2:59 PM PT and the price will never be this low again. 🔥 🔮 This is an astrology program unlike any other — people are already describing it as a ‘portal’, and that’s what I intended it to be. 🔮 A portal to your next level of astrological fluency. A doorway to re-enchantment. A pathway to embodied planetary communion. Come spend the Fall with a unique, outstanding coven of poets, dreamers and witches, invoking the planets and re-enchanting the mundane — the 🔗 is in my bye-oh. #witchandfamous #fullmooninpisces #horoscopefeeds #horoscopeposts
✨This level of support. Of excitement. Of trepid ✨This level of support. Of excitement. Of trepidation. For something that started out as a mere vision, an impalpable transmission— is something I never anticipated. ✨ ✨ There’s currently 11 beaming, radiant Souls in this first, very special cohort that will forever be dear to my heart and two more days to join in on this magick. (Cart officially closes on September 21, at 11:59 PM CEST, 5:59 PM ET, 2:59 PM PT). ✨ Truth be told —11 people in my first group program still doesn’t feel *real* (shoutout to my two beloved biz coaches, @captolia.online and @caitlinmatanle , for pushing me to show up for this day after day, spurring me to get out of my own way & let the value in what I’m offering speak for itself), but there’s room for more — and I feel that there’s a few more dreamers and lovers feeling called out to step through this portal to re-enchantment with me, just waiting to take that leap. 🗝❤️‍🔥 If this is you, hit the 🔗 in my b!0 and let’s make this the most magickal Autumn of your life. ❤️‍🔥🗝 (Payment plans available). _______ #witchandfamous
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🔮 Honouring the planetay days of the week is li 🔮 Honouring the planetay days of the week is like taking the planets themselves out on a date. Reaching out to them. Calling them in. 🔮 Romancing them. Planets love it when you acknowledge them. 🗝 And life becomes infinitely richer and extraordinarily vivid when we start treating our mundane simulacra as vessels for the sacred — because they are. 🗝 Swipe for some suggestions around how to work with each planetary day and infuse your daily reality with supernal aliveness. 🪐 Working with the planetary days is one of the many topics addressed in ENSOUL THE UNSEEN, my 10-week astrological container centering around the planets. 🪐 This is a program unlike any other — an initiation. A true mystery school, geared towards cultivating an intimate, genuine, personal relationship with the wandering stars. 🔥 We begin in October, but the first cohort is already filling up — and I’m closing the cart on September 21. 🔗 in b ! 0 to enroll. #witchandfamous #planetarymagick #witchythings #astrologyfacts

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❤️‍🔥DESIRE COMES FROM THE STARS ❤️‍ ❤️‍🔥DESIRE COMES FROM THE STARS ❤️‍🔥 Etymologically speaking, desire comes from the very same sidereal heights Astrology has been in conversation with throughout the millennia. Yet our world doesn’t hold space for its multifarious nuances. For its mystery. Its sanctity. As soon as desire grazes the Earth, we maim it, stifle it, banish it into oblivion. We’re quick to label, and, often, berate desire, because desire evades rigid, binary, either/or thinking — it’s either capitalism instigating ephemeral urges to sell us the quick fix, or those spiritual narratives that describe our desire nature as the preposterous symptom of a quenchless, unhallowed greed. Desire is somewhere in-between, above, beyond, elusive, yet undeniable. Human yet celestial. “Desiderare”, the Latin verb this term descends from, is derived from “de sidere”, which means “from the stars”. Perhaps, the truth is that our desires have a way of luring us into that liminal interstice that separates us from everything that, deep down in our hearts, we strive to be. And that can be frightening. Contrarily to what we’re often told, I believe that becoming comfortable with our desires — knowing them, owning them, claiming them — is how we get our wings. And I believe because I saw. Because I’ve been wingless and downtrodden. I believe that allowing ourselves to, at the very least, explore those desires is something that unravels us in the best way. And amidst those crevices, those folds of a once atrophied soul, are all the bits and pieces and fragments of ourselves that we’ve been aching to call back home, all along. Desires come from a place beyond us. Those desires so enduring and deep-seated they feel like lifelong companions are our daimons, our psychopomps, guiding our steps towards the place where we belong — where we can finally feel we belong. Are you ready to heed their call? ❤️‍🔥Mark your calendars. LUCID YEARNING arrives on October 31. ❤️‍🔥
🍂Humid, humus-scented, chilly and foreboding — Scorpio season lays its threadbare, livid mantle on us, a shroud thin just as the veil that separates our world from the next. 🍂 The forest canopy becomes sparse as leaves cascade to the ground, where their auburn shades will tarnish as they break down into inky, spongy humus. Shedding and composting so that the permanent structure of the soil can be improved is quintessential Scorpio medicine. At the core of Scorpio’s reverence of death is an undying, unyielding eagerness for preservation. An intimate awareness of decay as a crucial, imperative stage of the unraveling of life. Scorpio is Mars’ nocturnal domicile, after all. And as someone with a dignified, angular Mars that is being activated by profection — a Mars that carried me when all in me wanted to give up, a Mars that prodded me along when I was ready to stop by the wayside — I can state without a shade of doubt that what Mars wants is to forge ahead, at any cost. Yet, self-preservation and forward momentum are only possible insofar as we acknowledge that which is unseen and honour death and decay in all of their nutrimental munificence — from the departed who are still lingering on the other side of the veil, to the unseen intelligences that animate plants, animals and the very soil upon which we tread. The veil thins so we can remember. The veil thins so we can honour the incorporeal life that feeds the roots of our organic existence. The veil thins so that everything the unseen has touched, can be transformed, in the name of perpetuity. Have a blessed Scorpio season, everyone. ❤️‍🔥I have a few big announcements coming up in the next few days — stay tuned for more. ❤️‍🔥
The sky is still ablaze with the fiery halo of the The sky is still ablaze with the fiery halo of the Full Moon that lit up the 27th degree of Aries, a couple hours ago. A bonfire of a Moon in the midst of Fall. A fevered thrust — a whirlwind of rage and love melting the cold. Bridges. Defenses. Shackles. Self-imposed limitations. Give me all that has to give so you can be, whispers the fire. Let them burn so that the smoldering cinder of your will can ignite once more. Aries is ruled by Mars and Mars is currently dancing its way out of exile in the sign of Libra, caught in the undiscerning pangs of combustion. The opposition is like a mirror, held up before our eyes, truthful and unsparing — the sight of what’s behind and all around a constant reminder of the impact of our own actions, or lack thereof. Somewhere, somehow, somebody is hoping and praying for the trail that we are blazing to finally become an open road. There is a domino effect quality to the endings, culminations and epiphanies sparked by this Full Moon. And there is sacred, generative destruction, too. Pluto, the shadowy master of the Underworld, keeper of covert treasures, feeds the pyre of this Full Moon; there’s no fire without fuel. There’s no survival without catharsis. It’s either us or the things that have a hold on us. Call it a Chtonic intervention, if you will. The lighter the load, the higher you’ll rise from the flames. Swipe to read the incantation for your (rising) sign. ❤️‍🔥
🌿 It’s still quiet, here, at the edge of the 🌿 It’s still quiet, here, at the edge of the world, but it won’t be for long. As both Mercury and Jupiter station direct (at 10 degrees Libra and 22 degrees Aquarius, respectively), faint echoes from afar start pulling us back towards the center. The directions gradually become clear and intelligible. What to do with the hard-won scraps of raw personal truth that we clutch in our hands. How to tip the scales back into balance. How much of our heart and Soul to spill on that golden plate — how much to give, how to receive, how to bring levity and laughter to places where we used to cry. Where to go from here. The road ahead might still be bumpy and unclear, and, with Mercury still in their post-Retrograde shadow for a couple weeks, our gait is still wobbly and unsteady, but it’s a start. Praise the doubt and the wavering for they gave birth to symmetry. Mercury stationed Retrograde on September 27 and is currently applying to a sextile to Venus in Sagittarius as they resume forward motion; Jupiter began its backspin through the Zodiac much earlier, on June 20 of this year, back when the Lord of Plenty was still wading through the native waters of Pisces (Jupiter re-entered Aquarius on July 28). A cursory yet timely trine to Mars in Libra adds momentum and pungency to the Greater Benefic’s turnaround. Like wind in our sails. Jupiter will leave Aquarius for good, with a triumphant entrance in the waters of its nocturnal domicile on December 29, 2021. #witchandfamous #astrologersofinstagram
You’ve been there too, haven’t you. That cruc You’ve been there too, haven’t you. That crucial conjuncture when our desire nature gets conflated with emotional immaturity. Often, growing up. Mostly, by caregivers, parents, teachers. Relinquishing our wants and needs is the quintessential rite of passage that ushers us into adulthood. Welcome to the real world, where you can’t (always) get what you want. Actually, as a matter of fact, the willingness to disown our own desires is the ultimate marker of a functioning adult. Be a martyr. Swallow your own heart. And if want you must, strive for instant gratification at best. Something that soothes the burn without setting you free. We’re told we need be realistic. That resignation is the pinnacle of realism. Leave your Soul to rot. Bury it underneath the weight of everything you are supposed to be. Most of all, make sure you never, ever pause to think about what is happening to your heart while you let your desires wither away. Except that hearts cannot be tamed. They ache. Burn. Scream. The truth is, there is nothing inherently noble about splitting ourselves in two— the part of us that has wants, wishes and dreams, and the one tasked with stoically enduring the world as a wise, respectable, well-adjusted member of society. I think it’s time to summon the Muse of desire and ask her to introduce us to the stranger who lives within. The one we buried. The one who yearns and pines and wants and knows the way to our self-actualization. I think it’s about time to bring more aliveness to this world and allow our desires to fertilize the garden of our Soul. My next offering is a testament to this mission. And it’s dropping this month. Stay tuned. ⬇️ In the meantime, let me know in the comments below: what desires are singing your name? ❤️‍🔥 #witchandfamous
Prompt n. 5 of @captolia.online #clientcovenchalle Prompt n. 5 of @captolia.online #clientcovenchallenge entails providing insight into our brand/personality through the use of celebs as examples, and I wasn’t sure I was going to do it at first, because as much as pop culture fascinates me from a purely sociological standpoint — I do have Cultural Anthropology as my background, after all— I have no emotional attachment to it whatsoever or find it personally relatable in any way. Then it dawned on me— the fact that I’m not the biggest celebrity culture fan doesn’t mean that there aren’t public figures— artists and fictional characters, mostly— in whom I can see pieces and fragments of my own personality reflected back at me. I tried to include a bunch of them into this slideshow — hopefully it will serve as a window into my world, which is haunted and enchanted in equal measure. I have dreams. I have ghosts. I’m painfully sensitive yet feisty. My inner life is so vivid and intense it sometimes swallows me whole. I am a believer in some regards and an agnostic in others. I am loving and I am angry. I oscillate between faith and despair a lot, and often. A walking contradiction, basically, who loves to help other equally complex human beings find their bearings in a world that is *also* inordinately complex. Slide 1 is @cchelseawwolfe photographed by Kristin Cofer. Slide 2 is Elizabeth Fraser from Scottish dreampop band Cocteau Twins. Slide 3 is Solveig Dommartin as Marion in Wings of Desire by Wim Wenders (my favourite movie. Also one of the very few movies I actually watched in three decades of being on this planet because I lack the attention span necessary to sit through a whole movie). Slide 4 is a painting called Mary Magdalen in Ecstasy, by Italian painter Caravaggio. Slide 5 is Joan of Arc painted by John Everett Millais. Slide 6 is… Belle, because I have Cancer rising, a Libra stellium and Neptune aspecting nearly everything in my chart, including my Venus, lol. What archetypes and/or characters do you identify the most with?
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