At the moon chime, sleep gave way to dreaming. Last night I found myself wandering back through time. Having laid my body down, my soul slipped out to set sail on the old currents that still sometimes lap at my shore.

The Pisces new moon is a scrying pool that keeps its secret magics hidden in the plainest sight. But you must journey to reach them, tucked in amongst the cliffs at the far end of the zodiac.

If Mercury in Aquaria rebirthed your perception as prescribed, his liquid lunge into Pisces is for soaking it all in. Gently schooling us in the skill of surrendering to tides and currents so we may be transported beyond.