@daniidc

in imageby you. Transformed by being spoken into existence by you.
Your rage waits for you to call it by its name.
Speak it. Translate it. Transcribe it. Plaster it up and down the halls
that house abusers of power. In giant font. In wailing screams. In and
through the vibrations true to you.
Pour your rage into your projects. Create ceremonies to honor it.
Therapy sessions to hold it. Read the myths that contextualize it.
Find friendships that validate your rage. Communities that are
gelvanized by the conscious use of their own. Actions that channel it
towards some kind of relief and release.
If your rage is showing up, if your pain is calling upon you, if the hurt
that you have harbored for years is erupting, it trusts you enough to
receive it.
Until we work with it, our rage, pain, and grief exists beneath the
surface of everything we do. Seething. Soaking into and poisoning
our best intentions. Contorting our hearts into shapes too collapsed
to house the love we so desire. Wrapping itself around our life-force,
strangling our creativity, staving off what is rightfully ours.
Stationing retrograde on October 5th, at 10° of Scorpio, Venus,
planet of love, connection, relationships, women, femmes,
femininity, and desire, reveals her other side. When Venus
retrogrades we get to work with all that is in opposiuon to it. The
experiences that evoke our most difficult emotions refuse to be
ignored. One of Venus's many retrograde lessons is that the abuse of