I’m becoming highly aware of just how much the current Neptune/Saturn conjunction in late Pisces continues to affect/infect my awareness. It’s as if I’ve entered the twilight zone following death, and need to process all my old icky stuff before I can be reborn.
I know I’m not the only one. This conjunction is not only individual, it is cultural. The most dreamy, visionary, idealistic planet Neptune conjunct the most realistic, practical, disciplined planet Saturn. NOT a happy union, but a necessary one. And yes, in Pisces, Neptune’s sign, where all old stuff from the past cannot help but rise up from the depths.
However, notice, in the chart below, how this conjunction happens to be in a magnificent grand trine with many other planets, plus adding Pluto and Uranus to the mix, an astonishingly harmonic geometric configuration, ultimately. But, I’d say, to yield results only if we truly do process our stuff, i.e., have the courage to go back over all that we ignored, denied, and/or took for granted for far too long and which then brought us to this intensely difficult period in world history. A period where we are hopefully preparing for the next exact conjunction between Saturn and Neptune, to take place 0° Aries, on February 20, 2026, which just happens to be the first time at that exact degree, for thousands of years!
https://www.astrologgia.com/blogs/news/saturn-neptune-conjunction-2025-2026
Notice, BTW, that both planets are retrograde, moving backwards. Saturn, however, will turn to go direct on November 28 and Neptune on December 10th. So things should ease up a bit after that. Even so, for months now, it’s as if the entire human race has stopped all forward movement in order to return to the twilight zone where we must re-member all that we would prefer to forget, in order to heal ourselves of individual and collective PTSD which drags us down into the muck and holds us there, too often without our even realizing it.
And, wouldn’t you know, just as I thought this thought, I decided to do a chart for that moment, 8:48 AM:

(Note: whenever I do a chart for the moment, I focus especially on the fast moving Ascendant/Descendant, Midheaven/Immum Coeli degrees for that moment, asking, are there planets on any of them?
So to this one . . .
Aha! Mars exactly upon the Ascendant, which itself, moves one degree every four minutes.
Mars in Sagittarius, the sign it was in when I was born. Now at 14+° Sagittarius, with Ascendant at 15+° Sagittarius. (Mars) energy pushing my own inner Saturn/Neptune in Pisces cogitations into external expression.
What interests me especially about this Mars/Ascendant combo:
Sabian symbols for 15° and 16° (always use next whole degree)
15° Sagittarius
The groundhog looking for its shadow on ground-hog day, February 2.
Keynote: The value of anticipating new turns of events and ascertaining future prospects.
I think back to this morning’s walk: when I spent my time looking at, and trying to figure out the near future, when lots of important and difficult events line up back to back through most of December . . .
16° Sagittarius
Sea gulls fly around a ship in expectation of food.
Keynote: The easily acquired dependence of psychic desires upon the stimulation of social circumstances.
Okay, this one especially rings a loud current bell.
I already mentioned the current Saturn/Neptune conjunction above. Which happens to be in late Pisces, the final sign in the zodiac, with both planets retrograde.
Moving backwards; going back.
This resonates with my current preoccupation: descending into memories, especially memories of the times when I, a natural idealist (Neptune at Midheaven) have been strongly (Saturn) influenced, indeed, I’d say now, scammed, deceived (negative Neptune) by strong (Saturn) invisible cultural currents (Neptune), “the stimulation of social circumstances,” in which I was immersed:
Cultural scams which call out to me at present:
Climate Change: which I didn’t stay with long, thank goodness, once I asked what the fuck do they mean when they say we need to see carbon dioxide as a poison . . .
(I remember the day this scam suddenly got yanked out of my brain: I was talking with my permaculture teacher, and found myself asking him: why do we worry about CO2 when plants absorb it as food? And he stumbled, in his answer, mumbling, well, not so much CO2 . . . WHAT?!? I didn’t say anything back, but it sure got me thinking!)
’60s Revolution, including Free Love, and Feminism: I was fully absorbed into this one, to the point where for a while there I fucked as many guys as possible, and ultimately left my own children in order to “do my thing.”
Only much later did I realize that the CIA had done its part in engineering what resulted in the utter dissolution of the micelial web that society depended upon for stability: the family unit. (On the other hand, the ’60s featured the exceedingly rare Uranus/Pluto conjunction in Virgo, which guaranteed rebellion; it may be that the CIA and other nefarious institutions time their agendas astrologically.)
Peak Oil: This one really got to me, turned me into a scarcity freak. Only within the last ten years did I realize that oil is not from “fossils,” but is actually, after water, the second-most prevalent liquid on and in this planet; that oil greases the gears of tectonic plates, etc.
https://x.com/bgatesisapyscho/status/1991555601533648970?s=61&t=aUBDiSUrvn0aSlRBtZx0wQ
Nuclear Energy
Here’s the biggest one. After all, my entire life, since 2.5 years, when I woke up with Hiroshima, has been hooked into it. I became a violent peace activist as a result.
Now I wonder: what about all the plants and wild animals flourishing in the 19-mile Chernobyl “exclusion zone” only a few years after a reactor meltdown in 1986 that supposedly terminally poisoned the environment.
What IS nuclear radiation after all, and how much actually kills? Can nuclear radiation actually be beneficial?
Might small nuclear plants, with radiation safely contained, serve to benefit with endless mostly free energy?
I may focus in on these cultural scams in future blogposts; hopefully, I will have the patience to actually research them!
Until then, I need to take the rest of this Thanksgiving week off to cool my feverish brain.
Until Monday, December 1!
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
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