The room didn’t clap, instead chuckling awkwardly, while fidgeting uncomfortably in chairs as hard as the life she was imagining. And her groom? He stood there, all smiles, but also seemingly confused. I witnessed this moment unfold at a wedding last weekend.

💔 Venus, Saturn, and the Weight of Love

The whole thing felt... off. Not just because of what she said, but because of what was missing—mutuality, softness, maybe even joy. It just felt harsh. And that, ironically, made the timing feel right on schedule.

This week, Venus and Saturn are conjunct with the North Node in Pisces. It’s a heavy, sobering alignment—love meets age, effort, and the quiet grief of what we compromise to stay connected. Venusian desire bumps up against Saturnian weight, and Pisces adds a layer of haze, idealism, and sometimes disillusionment.

It’s not the rom-com kind of love. It’s the “💩 or get off the pot” kind.

Here’s the core truth: Venus is love. But when she meets Saturn, she has to ask: Is this love I’m sustaining—or a contract I’m afraid to break?

🍑 Cheeks Still Clapping

Earlier that same day, I witnessed this:

At a dance recital intermission, a much older, heavy-set woman slowly walked to the center of the room with a cane for a dance-off amongst attendees. Most assumed she had lost her seat. But instead, she tossed the cane and her glasses aside and started twerking when The Ying Yang Twins’ "Salt Shaker" boomed over the speakers. She was ready. Fully bent over. Cheeks FLAPPING. One leg up, booty on the floor.

The crowd lost it—and someone joked she was dancing like she didn’t care if it got her disability check cut off.

That’s Venus-Saturn-Node, too.
The body that’s endured—still choosing pleasure and fun. Not because she’s trying to be young again, but because joy belongs to her, too.

We’re being shown both ends of the Venus-Saturn spectrum this week:

• The part of love that keeps us tied together, devoted but also burdened
• The audacity of aging with joy, grace, and cheeks still clapping

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🌑 The New Moon: Grit Over Glamour

Now… about that New Moon in Taurus: Yeah, Taurus is stubborn, sturdy, and soft all at once. It eats, sleeps, and breathes all the material world has to offer our senses.

But this Taurus New Moon is squaring Pluto, Mars, and Vulcanus. Translation: the air is tense, reactive, and possibly violent. We’ve already seen major global events reflecting this energy—and unfortunately, it’s not done yet.

You can set intentions this New Moon (if you must!), but make them Mars-Pluto-Vulcanus approved:
🧠 Strategic development over spiritual bypass
💪 Grit, resilience—yes. Soft-focus daydreams? Not this round.
👁️‍🗨️ Plans for the distant future - hell yeah.

This is a transit where worlds collide and superheroes are made.

🧠 Jupiter + Pallas: Build Something Brilliant

Meanwhile, Jupiter trine Pallas Athene feels super supportive. It’s brilliant for long-term planning, visionary problem-solving, and big picture clarity. Especially if it involves:

• Global work or travel
• Strategic partnerships
• Educating or guiding others
• Putting that big idea into motion—on your terms

It’s happening in air signs, so bring your intellect, your communication skills, and your blueprint. This is the part of the chart that says: Don’t just dream it—design it.

🔮 Big Deck Energy

Welcome to Big Deck Energy—where I pull a tarot card each week on behalf of our collective to offer insight, reflection, or a much-needed reality check. Think of it as a weekly reset, a moment to pause and take in what’s unfolding. This week, I asked: Where am I mistaking struggle for devotion?

Here's what the Tarot had to say: Three of Swords, reversed.

Upright, this card represents worshipping at the cathedral of sorrow. It is pain, organized. A heartbreak so familiar you could recite it by heart. “Just another sad love song, racking your brain, like crazy…” (Shoutout to my birthday twin, Toni Braxton!)

Reversed, this card is often a sign that healing is blocked—not because it’s unavailable, but because you keep pushing away what hurts. You don’t want to look at it. You don’t want to feel it. But that avoidance is the pain now.

It’s like a sore you’ve been ignoring. Sure, you noticed it early. You could’ve gone to urgent care, gotten it checked, addressed it. But instead, you waited. Maybe it would heal on its own. Spoiler: it didn’t. Now you’re losing half your arm because you didn’t want to feel discomfort for twenty minutes.

This is a tough love card.

This card isn’t always about romance. It’s about grief in all its forms—loss of self, loss of direction, loss of time.

Ask yourself: What have I carried for too long just because it hurt too much to drop? And maybe more importantly: What would it mean to let it go—not to forget, but to finally move on?

Sometimes the most sacred act of devotion… is moving forward. For you. Not for them.

💡 Final Word

So yeah... this week isn’t soft—but it’s meaningful. It’s the kind of astrology that reminds us love isn’t always light. Sometimes it’s work. Sometimes it’s wild. Sometimes it wears orthopedic shoes and drops it low anyway.

Whether you're reevaluating commitments or reclaiming your joy, Venus-Saturn wants you to choose with intention. Not fear. Not pressure. Not timeline panic.

This isn’t about finding the perfect relationship.

It’s about asking: what am I really committed to—and is it still worth it?