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Hold on to your hats. This post will look technical, since I’m putting two astro charts inside it. Astrologers may appreciate; I’d advise those unfamiliar with astrology to just chill; you will “get it” (get the synchronicities!) too, by just paying attention to what I tell you to notice!

Okay. Here goes:

On my 83rd birthday, December 19th, as I was walking and reading, there just happened to be a New Moon in the heavens! A brand new beginning, with Sun and Moon conjunct, on my birthday, sitting on the same degree as my natal Sun! And I did not realize it. I was just walking the trails and reading the book, totally entranced on my annual three day birthday retreat, December 18-20, 2025.

And why didn’t I notice it? You’d think I would have. After all, I am an “astrologer” who, from the mid-’70s through the mid-’90s wrote articles published astro magazines, spoke at astro conferences, and made my living as a professional astrologer! For 20 years! But no, I DID NOT NOTICE that the New Moon “Just happened to be” conjunct my own natal Sun on on the very day I was born, the day this year, on my 83rd birthday, when the Sun returned to its natal place.

And what tops it off: I was born with Neptune in Libra, a member of the “peace, love, dope” generation. (Neptune’s total cycle is 165 years; it was last in Libra from 1942 through 1957). We were the ones who invented the word “co-dependency” — to describe our tendency to lean into our partners to the point where we lost our own individuality.

And during that three day period of my birthday this year, the transit of Neptune, now approaching the end of its sojourn through Pisces, the sign that it rules, with its big dreams, idealism, visions, imagination, evasion, fogginess, forgetfulness, and utopian fantasies of creating heaven on earth, along with transit Saturn close by, was directly squared by the approaching, exacting and then waning New Moon in Sagittarius..

Yes. I was reading a book, PARADISE NOW: THE STORY OF AMERICAN UTOPIANISM, the first printed book I had found myself immersed in, all the way through, for many many years.

And I was doing so during an astonishing heavenly configuration that resonated within me, body, mind, soul and spirit. Sun/Moon in Sagittarius exactly square Saturn/Neptune in Pisces.

After I returned, on the December 20th, I finally let go of my three day electronic fast; sat down with my ipad . . . and wouldn’t you know, I see, via email, this substack post by Maureen Richmond: 

In my own natal chart, generational Neptune, that planet of dreams and visions, at 1°59 Libra, closely approaches 4°53 Libra, the topmost point, the Midheaven of the chart: my actual path, as an embodied soul on Earth this time around, is generational, NEPTUNIAN. So no wonder utopia has always been my lodestone, my guiding light!

Here’s my chart.

Notice Neptune at the top. Conjuncting the Midheaven, the path. Notice how it links  to six other planets in the chart.

Here’s the chart for December 19th, 2025. Notice the frictional squares (red lines) that link the transits of Saturn and Neptune in late Pisces to Sun, Moon, — and even loving Venus (ruler of Libra).

I’ve already focused in on the Saturn/Neptune in Pisces phenomenon that is creating a slow-moving karmic slog/fog, insisting that each of us, and all of us, look back, open up old wounds, acknowledge them, forgive both ourself and others; in short, direct our focus (Saturn) on healing (Neptune) the buried traumas of the deep past before we launch forward on February 20, 2026, the day when these two planets both move into 0°Aries exactly for the very first time in thousands of years.

Okay. Back to my own chart: notice that the Sun, Ascendant, and Mars are in fiery, even furious at times, Sagittarius. Thus my many eruptive years as a “violent (dogmatic Sagittarian) peace (Neptune) activist,” which, when I finally did consciously notice this horrendous contradiction, I stopped, suddenly, nearly half my lifetime ago; just quit cold (as is the tendency of natal Saturn/Uranus in Gemini, opposite Mars in Sagittarius). And thus began a seven-year healing process with “Orphan Annie”: to remember, honor, and ultimately release my own traumatic war baby wounding. (Dad left for the war when I was nine months old; My mom’s milk dried up and she weaned me to a cup; I was sitting on her lap when she was  listening to the radio with the blaring notice about Hiroshima: my military Dad was stationed in the Phillipines.)

So you see how Neptune, the Midheaven, and the Sagittarius planets and Ascendant are connected? Not easily. Not at all. These planets square one another (see red lines), are “squared off against one another,” frictional, and what makes the lifelong situation even more grating is that one of them is dreamy Neptune, which requires softness, love, to flourish!

Okay. In my own deep past, I functioned for awhile, as a (violent) “peace activist.”

Meanwhile, all my adult life I have also been experimenting with living in (utopian, Neptunian) community, over and over again, various forms of it, including (not in chronological order): a single household in Twin Falls Idaho with three people — myself, my former husband, and his new love to whom I introduced him;  a single quarrelsome household in Jackson, Wyoming, with four other “peace activists”; a lodge in the deep woods near the coast above Mendocino California with about ten people, some of whom were too weirdly crazed, even for me!; a summer commune (two years) that took over the “Idlewild Hotel” (its real name) on a cliff above a beach an hour south of Boston peopled with graduate students with up to a hundred visitors on weekends; on and on, I could mention 20 more community settings for this fiery individual, each one with its own life, its own parameters and therefore particulars, and its own teachings on how to become a truly human being. 

And, when I was the one who started a community, I did so with dogmatic intensity — as the charismatic Sagittarian leader who got so controlling (Venus/Mercury in Capricorn) that things were bound to deteriorate. Only in my 70s and 80s, as founder of Green Acres Permaculture Village, now over 15 years old, with many iterations along the way, have I learned from all my experiences with various forms of community to actually pay attention to what happens, just stay with it, notice it, hold open a compassionate awareness of everyone, all of us suffering souls and our individual circumstances, each of whom IS doing our very best. Each potentially frictional occasion carries its own parameters which, will then naturally, at some point, evolve into whatever needs to happen next.

In other words, TRUST THE PROCESS (Neptune)! Oh you fiery Sagittarian spirit so determined to create Heaven on Earth!

I notice that Charles Eisenstein consciously suffers from the same utopian spirit.

And he also points to the same Neptune in Libra generation, without calling it that.