The world we inhabit is built on cycles of life and death and rebirth. We bear witness through unseeing eyes to the rise and fall and return of the moon, the tides, the seasons, our bodies. Yet resurrection remains a brutal story from a book we read once that we think bears no resemblance to our lives; to be observed with a toss of the head or chocolate bunnies.

If you thought this craaaazy eclipse energy was now going to settle nicely in time for your sunny long weekend, may I suggest you take a seat for a moment and pour yourself a cup of something strong. Probably not too early for shots, it’s always 5 o’clock somewhere. We are in the period between eclipses now, which can be a little like the spin cycle on your washing machine.