04/17/2026
NEW MOON IN ARIES TAROT: I donāt know about you, but something about having all these planets in Aries has got meā¦kind of rattled!
Like, I feel the power and possibilities inherent in having the Sun, Moon, Mercury, Mars, Saturn, Neptune, AND Chiron in Aries all at the same time ā but itās a lot of intense energy to reckon with, and between allll that fire and forward motion (and what seems to be a real knock-down drag-out with perimenopause) my sleep has not been great at all lately.
Normally my insomnia really hits around the full moon, and it totally smacked me for that last Full Moon in Libra ā in fact, it was the day after that super intense lunation that it hit me that a lot of what Iāve been experiencing physically and emotionally had to be related to the dreaded CHANGE (aka. menopause).
Between that full moon, and this new one, Iāve noticed that a lot of us have been very on edge, with nervous systems activated, and hypervigilance on red alert. If you happen to be dealing with perimenopause (which exacerbates anxiety and insomnia), than you are finding yourself in the same handbasket as me, feeling like these hot flashes and night sweats have plunged us into the depths of hellā¦
Not only that, but another rage-inducing tax season, in which weāve been forced to give our hard-earned money to fund corruption, war, and the dismantling of our country by a trans-national crime syndicate. Itās enough to make smoke and lava pour out of my ears, man. Are you feeling all this, too?
Laying awake the other night, unable to settle down (despite doing all the usually helpful things), I found myself ruminating on my latest doom scroll horrors: The Guardianās reporting on the ocean currents collapsing, and what that will mean for our planet. Then I started thinking about how my dad and aunt are getting soooo old, and worrying about their health, and what my world will look like one day when they are no longer here. I am worrying about my elderly kitty, Sophia Shrimp Scampi, who was recently diagnosed with an aggressive cancer that is deteriorating her little jaw, and how I will know when itās time to let her goā¦ I kept this going basically all night, my mind running in circles, crossing wide terrain across all the things that I have basically no control over.
I mean, I can act locally (to protect Barton Springs from the MOPAC expansion ā please go leave a comment, if you havenāt already), and I can try to spend as much quality time with my beloved elders and elder kitty as possible, and stay tuned into to their needs ā but I canāt stop time, I canāt change a terminal diagnosis, and I canāt alter the currents of the ocean. Torturing myself about any of this wonāt change it.
I found myself feeling an immense compassion for my own big heart, feeling so heavy with the weight of the world. Iāve been thinking a lot lately about how short and uncertain this life is, and all the loved ones Iāve lost recently ā and how they would no doubt advise me to live fully into each day, and find the joy wherever I can, even if doom feels imminent.
Up until the moment the doom or death find me, I want to drink deep of every golden afternoon in my garden, to dance and gather my rosebuds while I may, and to take heart and courage in how brave it is to wake up every day and keep watering our plants and making our breakfasts and doing our little tasks, maintaining our businesses or jobs, and tending to ourselves and our relationships ā when the world constantly feels like itās totally falling apartā¦
The message Iāve been getting is: KEEP DOING ALL THAT! Keep going, keep the home fires burning, donāt let despair win, or let your plants die because it all feels pointless. The hopelessness and despair are what they want, and I refuse to let them have my joy, my appreciation for beauty and goodness, and my staunch determination to continue planting seeds for more of that, on this constantly changing, tumultuous planet.
Be in nature, shake your b***y, be kind and gentle to yourself and others, have courage, plant flowers and vegetables, and never ever ever give up. Thatās it. Thatās what I hold onto in the dark, in those interminable, sleepless nights when it feels like the walls are crashing down around me, and I canāt stop the inexorable tides of time and destructionā¦
The more we do this for ourselves, the more we can help others do it ā and the more we can do it together, the more good change we can ACTUALLY create, where it matters, and where it will most make a difference.
Please join me to discuss all the ways we can tap into this practice for the new moon in Aries TONIGHT (Friday, 4/17), around 8pm CST IG live for my tarot broadcast! I hope youāll come and join in that conversation! Until then, please enjoy some Aries New Moon flavored memes and imagery, as a little treat.
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