My Year of Rest and Relaxation

Rose and the Moon
2 min readNov 23, 2022


The right time is an illusion.

Wow. Good to be back!

Rose and the Moon was here, and I went away. Four months. … It did not start out that way. I just kept away. Rose fell off my radar. I forgot. I have my hindsight spectacles on, and I can tell you this was meant. The Fourth House, Fifth House and Sixth House ‘empty essays’ remain as they are for the time being because it is my truth. I published them sans text intending to stay on schedule. I thought I would fill them up later (in a reasonable amount of time after) and no one would be the wiser. I wasn’t the wiser. However, I yet intend to do this. Not for unscrupulous reasons anymore, because I believe there is a story I haven’t been made privy to, yet.

Yule time often connotes hearth fires, candles, shiny baubles and lights that never go out. Sagittarius reminds us of what can never be extinguished: stars, stories, and spontaneous laughter. — Chani Nicholas

This snippet from a 2021 Chani reading (see above) is a way for me to explain some of the energies in and around me I feel today regarding Sagittarius season.

Sagittarius season has begun on a quietly jubilant Jupiterian note for me. I gotta thank, in part, Leeor Alexandra, for that. Saudi Arabia’s epic win. Taylor Swift’s Scorpionine Sagittarius self. The energies are of the Archer, this is true. Arrows laced with Felix Felicis, felicitous, fortitudinous and fortune. Stories — exchanged, not imprudently, and not immediately too. I feel a bird on my shoulder, a sagacious being at that. My staff — at my behest, and there is that, there is that. It’s all goo(d). Never mind the energy archetypes of the Unicorn, Horse or Centaur, galloping fuels the wicked. … A gentle trot will do. ‘Go slow,’ they now whisper, ‘do, as you.’

Thanks, Ottessa Moshfegh for the title. I haven’t read the book.

God Bless You

Thank you for reading.

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