Excerpt: "... When the Capricorn Sun crosses these degrees with Venus and Mars in tow, it presses on that old circuitry. You feel the reflex to self-audit, self-edit, self-censor. You feel the urge to clamp down and create order so you can finally relax. Except the clamp-down prevents relaxation, because the nervous system cannot settle in a house that feels like a courtroom. And here is the part where I hand you your arse (with love, of course):..."

and this is where the confrontation bites you on the arse. Capricorn in the fifth makes joy conditional. Pleasure has got to be earned, dammit! Creativity has to be conducted in neat, respectable little sessions, like taking postcurricular painting lessons together. Romance has to make hard-nosed, practical sense. Play feels suspicious, childish, indulgent, like you'll pay for it later

Excerpt: "...That's the gritty truth of this lunation: let your guard down just enough to address what you’ve been denying, and you’ll come out the other side with deeper emotional resources, stronger alliances, and a willingness to own both your power and your limitations."