A Wholesome Meditation On Our Impending Saturn-Neptune Moment
With some bonus AERF content for the cheap seats.
Greetings fellow diggers: how was your Eclipse Season?
Apologies up front to those who may have been expecting the next Wholesomely Foreboding Skyclock Forecast instalment, as I have some bad news for you: that ongoing DTWH series has likely gone the way of at least several dozen other ongoing DTWH series (no really: go peruse my main website and you will find a wealth of half dug burrows to destinations unknown).
Tbh, the escalation of the Realm into essentially daily Apocalypse Enabling Red Flag days kinda makes the endeavour both redundant and somewhat grotesque — plus, through no fault of its own (blame the Skyclock programmers instead, which is probably us in some higher realm but hey), the entire mundane Astrological project has now become an extended AERF predicting exercise.
BUT OH BOY DID WE HAVE SOME FUN ALONG THE WAY.
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OK FINE YOU WHOLESOME SADISTS.
It is clearly the Fiery yet Fluid Full Moon from Hades on the 17th of October (exact at exactly sunset Wombat Standard Time, check local guides).
Don’t let all those nice looking Blue Lines fool you (looking at you, Anaretic Tropical Scorpio Venus exactly Sextile a now Direct Pluto), because lurking underneath is a fucking gnarly piece of Celestial Geometry: a Cardinal Grand Cross, centered around a Fire and Water elemental clash between the Moon and Mars in each other’s Signs, and dragged down into the underworld by You Know Who.
ANYWAY.
Before we arrive at the archetypal point of this post (which will be worth it, I promise), let’s officially put the Wholesomely Foreboding AERF Project to rest by addressing the immediate and urgent question: can we claim 3 in a row, fellow diggers?
I dunno.
I mean, I could argue that the 923 was the day that the chosen peeps officially commenced their war on their next brown population of choice.
I could also argue that the 923 was the tipping point for the Pizza Diddling Revelations, which I assume by this point has morphed into a controlled disclosure to distract the Normies/Qtards from the onrushing 2nd Horseman.
Or, even better, I could argue that I obviously wanted to make the Breaking Bad Eclipse my AERF day given it was on the degree of my Ascendant, but I was karmically tied to the 923 Conspiracy and thus had no say in the matter.
Why could I (and probably get away with it)? Because that’s what Neptune does, the slippery little sea devil.
And I would know: as someone born with Neptune Conjunct their Moon Squaring their Nodal Axis, and as someone with Transiting Neptune hovering roughly a Degree from their Pisces Ascendant.
But we have had just about enough of Neptune, haven’t we? Or at least, more than fucking enough of Neptune in Pisces (sorry fellow Sidereal Bros, but i’m not copping another 24 degrees of this watery shit show).
And that’s where Saturn comes in: very literally, as it works through the various stages of its Conjunction with Neptune over the next 18 months.
Given this Archetypal union will essentially be occurring across my Ascendant-North Node Conjunction, I have been giving it a lot of (perhaps too much) thought: both in terms of its Collective and Personal implications — and I would like to share some initial reflections that will no doubt be expanded upon as we reach its climax in early 2026.
Even though the two Planets are currently both in Retrograde and outside the official Orb of Influence (seriously: who wants to start that Astro-Band?), I have felt the imminence of this Conjunction immensely and profoundly — and not just through a new found Saturnian Discipline in my musical practice.
In fact, prompted largely by the insights of a fellow Stargazing Digger (who, if she were to transition her hobby into a profession, I would recommend in a heartbeat) I have cut out my main vice Cannabis from my life, and replaced it with a combination of daily(ish) breathwork and some fairly intense traversing of the Dreamscape.
And (without downplaying our previous frontrunner of Bringing Dreams Into Reality) it is this emerging theme of Mastering Our Addictions that is now making a strong case as the highest manifestation of our impending Saturn-Neptune moment.
If you have followed this blog for a while, I assume you have a fair idea about what lies beyond the still somewhat hazy horizon, and it is not a place for hazy minds (or, more importantly, hazy spirits).
So, I would invite you fellow diggers, to join me on this journey: perhaps by simply following along at home, perhaps by sharing in solidarity with me personally your own personal journey — or even perhaps, at any point over the next 18 months, by sharing in the safe burrow space of the DTWH comments.
Anyway, speaking of burrows (albeit not of the wombat kind) I best be off, as my current homesitting job requires me to navigate a fairly warren-stricken paddock to check up on a variety of Taurean and Capricornian creatures — lucky I have a clear head (and a fellow digger) to help.
So glad to hear you’ve acted on that transiting Neptune over your ASC, helping to dissolve a part of that ‘ol personality and it’s desires, for an upgraded Piscean practice 😊
I love the idea of Saturn’s dance with Neptune in Pisces potentially dissolving (hopefully at least a bit of) escapist and addictive habits, and replacing such with renewed spiritual awareness/connection and practices. I’m in the midst of re-patterning myself - clearing out a cabinet full of useless stuff which has sat in there for around 10-11 years or more taking up space! Sometimes it just takes that first tricky step, followed by another…🤩 It’s incredible what I’ve found actually! 🤪🤣 - old personality stuff for sure….
I wish I could visit and play with the dog...
xo xo