Shoot For the Moon
At the Crossroads of the Sagittarius Full Blue Micro Moon
At least you’ll land among the stars… except the closest stars are Alpha Centari, over 4 light-years away.
We’ve been told to strive for success all our lives. Sprint towards careers even if it means to run on empty (especially in this economy). Our creative hobbies even exist in a container of capitalistic goal-posts, pushed to be monetized or made into content. Between bio-hacking bros and AI’s garble of info-return for a too-exhausted-to-think-for-oneself mainstream, I’ve been kicking expectations of labor like an angry horse. Perhaps I could take a nap in a meadow instead… but it’s being built over by a shopping center. Perhaps I could just listen to the wind… but there is a TED talk live-streamed thru a TV in a treetop. I want to throw my phone off a cliff. I want one morning where I don’t have to wake up at a certain time. On the flipside, I’d like to have ONE DAY where I’m fully awake… because even buckets of caffeine can’t get me out of this brain fog. The overstimulated zombie role isn’t working for me.
I just want to do nothing.
Since the beginning of Jupiter in Cancer, I’ve been entangled with repeat burn-out during a draining divorce, sometimes FORCED to do NOTHING… yet this free time never nourished me. Recently leaving “my” house forever, the chaos accelerated when I moved into a temp studio only to become aware of a violently loud neighbor, a mental health nightmare for my regular 5 AM alarm. As soon as my bio-dad tested clear of lymphoma after months of chemo, my step-dad was diagnosed with cancer, too; now he must decide between 2 non-ideal treatments ASAP (and I’ll be care-taking). A couple weeks ago my grandfather passed away then our home buyers changed loans last minute with a unilateral extension… only for my bank account to be mysteriously locked during a “holiday” weekend right before the official sale. My bio-dad was suddenly back in the hospital with new blips in his cancer journey. Is this just how life goes? A barrage of bad news, globally and personally, that spins in a perpetual loop and never ends?
There are also glimmers. I don’t want to deny their importance, too.
Lately I’ve let glimmers hold me and in their embrace, I calmed.
Glimmers are moments we recognize and relish in for their sense of safety. No matter how fleeting, I’ve allowed myself to receive. My nervous system subconsciously has been seeking relief during my repeated wit’s end. And each savored brief perfection slightly restored me: looking at prints by Toulouse-Lautrec with a new friend who gives the best hugs; savoring root veggies and hummus after days of convenience foods, same-siding in a cozy booth with my lover; sitting with my mother on the couch, the porch door open after the rain, bird song floating in; my normally aggro cat leaning her head on me sweetly in full appreciation of my presence like a little baby. Small blips where worries softened, recognizing a strong common thread in each that I’ll continue to be on the lookout for in the loud stress of life:
To be with people and to not have to perform, the salve of comfortable silence in natural connections.
Being a neurodivergent woman and already susceptible to chronic fatigue (thanks to a 9-month mono tour in my teens) changed my energy levels. I’m AuDHD and struggle with “implied” directives and agreements and loathe mental guesswork even if I am a pattern recognizer by delight. I get anxious around over-stimulation and my disorganization has made me hyper-vigilant in how I approach environments. My day-to-day is confused if it needs to go a certain way though plans usually get thrown out and I begin from scratch again LOL. I also know deep in my heart of hearts that much of what is expected from ALL OF US is not healthy. We were not made to be surrounded by screens with notifications screaming at us. We could have had a merry little matriarchal village and instead have credit scores and beauty standards and war. “Productivity” plagues every aspect of our lives. While I understand the appeal of ambition, in what ways has capitalism squished our lives into overworking just to survive?
What sustains is often overridden by the chatter and demands. What sustains us is usually not enough.
Maybe the Moon doesn’t want to be shot. Maybe she wants to be protected.
I love social media and tech at times and understand their uses to stay informed, get inspired, be entertained, not feel alone. Unfortunately, those who receive news from mainstream media will not usually see the bigger picture. While the social media connected can’t seem to escape exposure to heads of state pushing their narrative, the long-game of genocide unfolding on our screens for YEARS has meant a gander of grief with disassociation, denial, helplessness, pain… and yet we’re still “lucky”… or are we programmed pawns? I think about Le Tigre screaming, “GET OFF THE INTERNET, I’LL MEET YOU IN THE STREET” 20 years ago and how relevant it remains today. Whatever road chosen (and you do chose even when you think you don’t), you are up against how you process “knowledge” EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. It’s so very common for Sagittarius lunations to spur a change of direction that demands action. I get why Astro-Internet leans into personal prayers… The underlying dissatisfaction in general has us desperate and grasping for straws after all.
I don’t want the Year of the Fire Horse to be all about being in the rat race, looking at what’s “mine”. I want to dismantle the race altogether.
The philosophies of “joy”, rest, whimsy as “resistance” has some merits… but they all can be re-branded as “ignorance is bliss” if ACTUAL RESISTANCE isn’t strongly present. Joy, rest, whimsy are MEDICINE; these are important pieces of literal nervous system regulation, self-expression, and so on. Itineraries are packed as we work hard, some of us play hard, too, but play has been on the wayside… We all have a right to pleasure and of course we’re going to try to find it on this fucked-up planet. The to-and-fro and here-and-there to make money, have meetings or be together takes huge chunks out of our days… and a lot of gas money. My normal spark to be engaged, learning, loving, doing, being has been extinguished. There’ve been plenty of times I wanted to skip a New or Full Moon report to deal with the bulk of what has been my life lately. Forget “making moves”. At first I didn’t take my therapist seriously when she said I was stuck in survival mode but now I get it. I’m literally sick and can’t survive on glimmers alone.
Nor should I have to. We shouldn’t have to life-hack our way out of getting our basic needs met when there are plenty of resources to go around.
As we move into Pride Month, “rainbow capitalism” will be full-on, big biz pretending they care yet perpetuating a queerified version of perfection and decorum. The Old Guild of colonization, racism, sexism and covert control can all easily become re-branded even in “progressive” spaces (uh-hm, ENM and psych in ??? via Uranus in Gemini post). There will be a gander of glossy glamorous representation but not a sliver of what Pride really was: A RIOT. This purposeful side-stepping projects a consumerist message of “PLEASE PACKAGE YOURSELF INTO BEING THE MOST PLEASANT VERSION OF YOURSELF.” While we all face unique challenges and deserve to celebrate our joy, the idea of dressing up our pain as a distraction while reinforcing harmful standards irks me. I would like it to be acceptable to honor the real mess that is NOT suppressing rage or sadness for bravado and beauty. You’re allowed to be a bitch about this World even in glitter. Two things can still exist.
A recent IG story from welela Nehanda shared a Truth I think many of the population is still ignoring: “you can’t optimize your way out of capitalism”.
It struck a major chord while I scrambled to write this. With productivity and perfection pushed into and onto every waking moment of our time, we buy into life-hacks because we NEED to somehow make time for what connects us back to source, what keeps us living, not just existing. I’ll forever believe in the beauty of making art and learning to “heal” but spaces that once felt liberating and authentic have begun packaging these processes weirdly, covering-up buried desperation. They never get to the root of what is the real fucking issue: the societal structure itself… We just cope and hope for the best (and beat ourselves up in the process if we can’t break thru). Manifestation culture and pop-spirituality schemes stem from the seduction of fitting oneself into LARGER SYSTEMS that need serious deconstruction in the first place. Bypassing the main issue and constantly tending the wound is exhausting. What if there was another way to live?
“There is a reason, after all, that some people wish to colonize the Moon, and others dance before it as before an ancient friend.” - James Baldwin
WHAT: Sagittarius Blue Moon
WHEN: Sunday May 31st, 2026 4:44 AM EST
THEME: The Way Your Soul Seeks
My Planetary Magick studies re: Jupiter, Sagittarius’s ruler, have lately revolutionized: my previous understanding of its associations with luck and money has always been in an incredibly condensed capitalistic pop-astro perspective, but Jupiter is expansion, full stop. Everything can expand for better or worse. The Jupiter-ruled Sagittarius Blue Moon on the last day of May opposite the Gemini Sun, who is ruled by Mercury, wants to problem-solve around concepts of expansion and information. How we comply to fear or what we think will bring us the most reward… even if it is not true to us… is undergoing severe pressure. For some, the want to break free is strong. For others, the insecurities influenced by external entities will falsely bring a game-plan that will fizzle out later. We’ve reached a crescendo of change.
An indecisive flight, fight or freeze from the facts vs. feelings fury of it all creates a crossroads in our emotional processing.
Just like the other Mutable Signs ~who are dealing with this on a larger scale~ trying to find their footing to transform:
Aquarius is in Pluto, currently Retrograde,
Gemini is in Uranus, recently reported for all Rising Signs,
Virgo is in the South Node with some wrap-up eclipses ahead
The Sag Moon squares the North Node in Pisces and aspects the South Node in Virgo, honing in on the lessons of the Nodal Axis before it soon shifts to new Signs for another year-and-a-half cycle. This square is part of a longer conversation around how knowledge is applied to purpose and, further, the manipulation of persona and the ways we dim our inner spark for shreds of validation. The ever-present dissociative glaze-over that results from enforced influence has obviously disillusioned us collectively as the spirit deadens from external programming of how we’re supposed to operate. When I get into the Aquarius North and Leo South nodal cycle, rants around “acceptable” emotional expression will be major on this Substack (you’ve been warned). Hot topics like “success” and “potential” are commonly shouted into the void for exhausted masses to latch onto but the Sag Moon rethinks this.
There are underlying frustrations that are trying to rise to the surface… igniting anxiety and perhaps teaching us to push down some of the revelations to stay comfortable in an ignorance is bliss manner. The Sag Moon is opposite Uranus in Gemini, probably one of the most intense aspects to consider for its shocking elements and one that will likely involve other people. The Sag Moon also trines Saturn in Aries, a think-before-you-leap wisdom taking the reins and helping us to evaluate our value systems. Mars is also leaving its frustrating friction with Pluto Rx in Aquarius that has unfolded over the week then has a little quincunx with the Sag Moon. A flair for the dramatic but can be a little fun going into Pride Month if y’all are planning to do anything for the 1st weekend of June with related festivities.
Mercury in Gemini’s LAST DAY will be on the Full Moon then Mercury in Cancer begins its longer tour on June 1st. Later in June, Mercury will station retrograde… We’ll be splashing around in emotive communication next month with the Crab. I’m still continuing to offer a free Let’s Get Retrograde zine for new Substack sign-up (access in welcome email and, for those already subscribed, access is in the Substack chat). While I’m overwhelmed and in a space of stress, I do realize how privileged I am in so many ways to be able to write and share these thoughts and have yalls support. I would love for us to all find a bit of peace and quiet this weekend to reflect on how many things can exist and what role we play in our own dimming down of our emotions and perspective on our purpose and expectations of our own labor. Fingers crossed soon that there will be calmer days ahead… and there WILL be at least astrologically in June… more to report on soon!
