I think is such a perfect word. For this week. It was my Papi’s birthday on August 15 and I learned the city he was from Okap had a 353 birthday as well.

I am living a life of parallels. He would have been 68. That is 18 years of life — in person life we have been without. With all of his Leo placements he would have probably been a Virgo stellium in his secondary chart.

I a Virgo, sitting and bursting at the seams combined with a new moon in Leo during all these retrogrades in Leo. I know what it is to experience loss but this discomfort in rebirth never seems to get familiar.

I think it’s scarier to be dormant. To have a sleeping soul and not notice. There is so much alive that I am surprising my self.

The moon is currently conjunct my Mercury in Libra and it makes sense that partnerships are in my texts messages to friends. My subconscious is so illuminated that Beyoncé’s Renaissance has me on another planet. I am participating in my own afrofuturistic manifestations. Which is a twofold word — to discuss/be in outward be against but also to speak into life possibility.

I’ve been working on hope most of my therapy journey. Seeing and being surrounded by love on this day has me unhinging a sleeping muse & muser.

Beyoncé I think has taught us (virgos especially) there is excellence in found in doing what we love and existing in that joy. Often times I am deconstructing self imposed and projected realities and standards. Her own realization that perfection isn’t the goal —is now an invitation me what if you feely existed without prejuicios without wondering koman—but simply going and doing and being and letting joy find me along the way.

Renaissance contained powerful messages, sensuality, but overall awe in play.

For many we put stars on pedestals because living for what we truly wish to do and make money, pass the bare minimum of survival is something revolutionary. Often times rejected and unheard of. It is is difficult no one is Beyoncé but if it’s already hard and time will pass anyway — attempt to liberate your joy from the shackles of expectation.

There is so much that wasn’t living within and so many thing i want to let go of. So as I travel through love and joys and highs o hope to not let this feeling escape me. Ah(finally figured out words for it) this feeling of transcendence steeped in grounding.

Beyoncé’s concerts are always a testament, a type of church, a celebration and becoming. This was much more personal although no different than the others. For this I am grateful 🐝