As our next Giant Week in the Stars arrives bearing promise and potential, it is as important as ever not to gallop ahead of ourselves. Feeling into the distinct entelechy of the eclipse sequence is how we harness its magic, aligning ourselves to its torrent and too its tiny shards.

Eclipse season is a marathon not a sprint. This time around it brings in a sign change and a retrograde. We move carefully towards Thursday's epic mindful of all we must navigate - and prepare for - on a personal path to our first collective eclipsing this year.

The lashing tail end of Aries has delivered a torrid few days, oddly spliced for maximum impact. The hard sharp edge of the usually sweet Libran full moon. Tales of crucifixion, liberation and resurrection wrapped in shiny foil and chocolate. The unbearable mash up of man's manifold attempts to craft sense of the ineffable over a four day bender. Dazed and confused, we emerge with a strange hangover that will linger long into the week.

Our week kicks off in spectacular fashion as the Sun and Mercury come together at the final degree of Aries, pulling each other across the threshold into Taurus' elysian fields. For half a day they blaze in company and our own transformation by cardinal fire reaches its peak.