my eclipse story ❤️🔥
how having my heart broken opened a world of possibility - and brought me straight into the arms of Astrology
Today, as I was scrolling through my phone, a photo from Apple memories caught my eye:
I was instantly transported back to that day, exactly one year ago, when everything fell apart.
Today, 5th May 2023, is the penultimate chapter in a series of Taurus-Scorpio eclipses that have been unfolding since 2021.
It seems so fitting that this photo would come up again today, so I could process the lessons one more time, and let. it. go.
So let’s take a time machine, back to 5th May 2022 . . .
The day I lost my sister . . . and changed my life. 🥹
I’ve always been super duper close with my little sister.
Her Moon is conjunct my Sun in our synastry charts. All my life, I’ve felt directly responsible for her. As the oldest child, I single-handedly charted the journey that both our life paths would take: the schools we’d attend, the clubs and camps we’d join, the American degrees we’d eventually go on to pursue.
For her, she’s always felt the burden of regulating my fiery emotions. Because of our parents’ divorce, it was like we’d taken on the role of each parent for the other — I provided the stability and discipline she’d sought in a father; she provided the nurturing and love I’d craved from our mother.
Up till May 2022, we were still firmly enmeshed with each other. We talked and texted everyday, sending memes back and forth. Most of the time, it was like we were in our own world. Was it unhealthy? Sure . . . but it was all we’d ever known.
Then that fateful day rolled around.