I am writing to you under the Venus-Jupiter conjunction in Cancer, marked as the most auspicious transit in 2026. It’s Jupiter hour, but the Moon just moved into Aries, now approaching Neptune, then Saturn. Mercury squares Saturn later. Astro talk to say: you will never get a “perfect” sky. It’s a mixed bag kind of vibe.

But the advice I’ll keep offering till the cows come home is: always look for where goodness resides.

In Somatic Experiencing we call this the counter-vortex, the counter point to the pointiest of our trauma wounding.

There is no “perfect” sky, except that there always is, because the sky is just what it is, perfectly circling and orbiting, and we look up and cast a good guess at what the wandering stars are painting - observing patterns, witnessing correlations, translating through gnosis, or direct experiential knowing.

I noted this conjunction at the start of the year, wondering what I could possibly “do” to make the most of it. Maybe launch a new offering, start a podcast (just kidding), create a new writing project, or send something sweet and gorgeous to my people (here I am hello!)

As the months rolled around, I paid attention to what was actually stirring in my own felt experience, the kind of attention that longs to meet the moment as it is rather than how it should be on paper.

Cancer is a sign concerned with safety, memory, nostalgia, home, and our emotional and physical needs. Ruled by the Moon, it is intuitive, instinctual and moves at its whimsy, mood turning as often as the sea tides. Jupiter, as the principle of temperance, exalts in Cancer, providing its wisdom and grace for the benefit of care, connection, nurturance, and growing what truly matters. I think about how when people are asked on their deathbeds what they most regret, it is often about wishing they’d prioritised relationships over achievement, expressing their real emotions, and living a life true to themselves.

What does it really look like to really prioritise emotional fulfilment over external achievement?

(a Moon / Sun question)

I spent the Moon in Pisces day under the Venus-Jupiter conjunction with my friend, an initial invite for a wild and chaotic adventure. But instead of travelling far from home, we walked to a local cafe and sat under the wintry sun on the street drinking coffee and chai. We took the tram into the city, ambled into multiple shops looking for hair clips and bought slippers, scrunchies and sunglasses we probably didn’t need. I took pictures of skincare products she recommended for when my bottles run dry.

We sat by the Birrarung watching black swans float by, talking about style. Then went to eat burgers and spoke about romance and women’s desires.

It was a slow, ambling, aimless kind of day - with nowhere to go, the only purpose to be with one another. And somehow - without trying to reach any kind of walking step goal - I walked the most I had the entire year, in silver ballet flats (silver = moon = silver for Moon day) because I thought we were just ‘pottering around’.

(Someone tell the silver shoemakers the Moon loves comfort! My heels are still recovering)

Follow your whimsy (Moon)… and walk away feeling like your heart is full.

~

This Venus-Jupiter conjunction is happening in my third house - of walking, talking, besties that feel like kin, local environment, writing, daily rituals and habits. The third house is simultaneously mundane and magical, the house of the Goddess, where the Moon rejoices.

When I simply observed what was coming up in my own life and open myself up to the felt experience of it, what I found was not life-changing, but life-affirming, life-giving, life-bringing.

Another friend gifts me a bunch of warm comfy knits by her mother. I question my perceptions on expansion when contraction is the familiar friend. I voice note myself for 40 minutes straight on a walk. I commit to a new daily practice and refresh my dreams. Just another week in the life of me, days I could very easily overlook, except this time I was paying closer attention to the small connective miracles in the mundane.

This is the blessing of Venus and Jupiter, the amplification of what is already pleasurable, wondrous and nourishing, where life is abundant, where the river is always flowing. And even when much is good and soft and sweet in your world, it can be tempting to desire more even when you’re already satiated.

Your overflowing cup allows others to stay hydrated too.

Your overflowing tears is what your eyes needed to leak so you can feel what you needed to feel.

~

This weekend, I decided to receive the goodness already present right now, sensing into where I feel emotionally fulfilled in my day-to-day experience even when there are external milestones I still find myself reaching for: markers to tick, goalposts to kick, plates to lick.

Do you want what you want because it looks good to have it? The relationship, the job, the money, the travel experience, the accolades?

Or do you want what you want because the desire actually feels true to you?

What actually feels like coming home to you?

With warmth and care,
Rach x

p.s. - I’d love to hear how you experienced the past week - was it sweet, was it tender, was it overwhelming, was it too much to handle?