23/06/25

Today at 01:28 PT, enters Sun-Neptune square, creating a fog of illusion and confusion that can cloud our judgment and blur the lines between reality and fantasy. This transit often brings up themes of deception, self-delusion, or unrealistic expectations, making it crucial to ground ourselves in practical matters while remaining open to intuitive insights.

During this dreamy yet potentially deceptive transit, a birth chart reading becomes essential. The Sun-Neptune square can reveal where we tend to lose ourselves in illusions or where we might be avoiding harsh truths. A natal chart analysis can illuminate these blind spots and help you understand your relationship with reality versus fantasy, showing you how to harness Neptune's spiritual gifts without drowning in its confusion.

Sitting here with my morning coffee, watching the steam rise like little clouds of possibility, I can't help but think about how perfectly this Neptune fog mirrors my current state of mind.

The thing about being in your thirties is that you're supposed to have it figured out by now, aren't you? But this morning, as I helped my kid pick out his clothes for school, she asked me why Daddy lives in a different house now, and I found myself giving her the same gentle explanation I've rehearsed a hundred times. Yet each time I say it, I wonder if I'm protecting her from the truth or myself from having to face it fully. The real answer is messy and complicated, full of two people who loved each other but couldn't quite figure out how to love each other well.

I keep thinking about the conversation I had with my therapist last week about boundaries. She said something that's been echoing in my mind: "Sometimes we create confusion to avoid making hard decisions." Ouch. Because isn't that exactly what I've been doing? Staying in this liminal space between my old life and whatever comes next, treating uncertainty like a comfortable blanket instead of the call to action it really is.

This Neptune energy feels like being underwater sometimes, everything is softer, more beautiful, but also less clear. I find myself romanticizing the past or catastrophizing the future, rarely just sitting with the present moment.

But sitting here now, listening to my kid hum while he eats his cereal, I'm reminded that clarity isn't always about having all the answers. Sometimes it's about being present enough to notice the small, perfect moments that make up a life.

The truth is, I'm learning to be okay with not knowing. Not knowing if I'll find love again, not knowing if I'm making the right choices as a single mother, not knowing if my career will ever feel as fulfilling as I once hoped. But maybe that's not the point.

Maybe the point is showing up anyway, making decisions from a place of love rather than fear, and trusting that the fog will eventually lift.