Excerpt: "...the initial fire could not sustain itself through the slog, every moment of spontaneous delight was followed closely enough by loss, so that the nervous system began treating the two as a single event. Pleasure, then punishment. Openness, then betrayal. The body learned the sequence. Then the body started skipping ahead to the punishment..."

Excerpt: "...The metaphors are killing you. The messages have been received. The transformation, if it is happening, is happening to a body that has been running on cortisol and contempt for its own fragility since Saturn crossed into Aries in February and turned the sixth house into a labour camp whose warden speaks only in deadlines and whose coach is more like an unremitting drill sergeant...."

Excerpt: "...The seventh house is where other people live in your chart, and right now, those "other people", no matter how close you are to them, are unbearable. Somebody in your immediate relational field, a partner, a collaborator, an ex who still occupies psychic square footage they stopped paying rent on years ago, a professional counterpart whose confidence has started to feel like a personal insult, has been getting louder, more demanding, more willing to take up space in ways that your Libran nervous system reads as aggression. And they have been pushing. They have been forceful and direct. They have been, in the specific way that makes your skin crawl, selfish....."