Excerpt: ".... the Sagittarius Moon in your tenth house is the exact part of your chart that registers the loss, because the tenth house is where a life points itself, and Sagittarius is the sign of faith, of the arrow drawn toward something worth hitting. A Full Moon there ought to light up promise. Instead it lights up the flatness that has crept in where all signs of promise used to be...."

Sunday's Sagittarius Full Moon [31 May] at 9°55' is a Blue Moon, the second full moon this month, and it arrives with a particular charge. The lunation forms the midpoint to Jupiter/Eris, drawing on a contentious set of issues that have defined so much of this year's atmosphere: the tension between the impulse to find meaning and the force that keeps dismantling every structure meaning tries to attach itself to, between faith and the compulsion to expose what faith has been placed in. The Full Moon axis aligns with Uranus in Gemini, and that opposition carries the restlessness and unpredictability that have coloured the entire second half of May. Jupiter in Cancer rules this lunation from the sign of its exaltation, which gives the whole event a strange undertow of emotional generosity running beneath the instability, as though something is trying to nourish what the surface keeps disrupting. We unpack all of this on the Bus. Join us (members, please), link below

On this New Moon, we become conspicuously aware that our physical earth, its teeming abundance and every creature on it are teetering dangerously close to being "owned" by strange, godless entities whose grand design is to commodify everything that breathes, branches, roots in the soil and lies beneath the bedrock and seas; the minerals, the aquifers, the last unregistered acre; and strip whatever remains of the sacred from the transaction. The Taurus New Moon at 26° is the body's answer to that programme. It is a seed planted in real soil, under real pressure, by hands that still remember what it feels like to touch something, to grow something rather than subscribe to something. Whether we are up to the challenge of staying embodied, sovereign and wilfully unoptimised in a world racing to digitise the ground beneath our feet is the question this lunation is pressing into every chart it touches. I've written about it. At length. With the full force that it merits.