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#attunedpracticetuesdays: where we share the rituals and routines that are aligned with our sense of peace and wellbeing 

It's been almost a year since I wrote about astrology, although I've posted on Instagram fairly often. It's not something I plan around, necessarily, but it is still an extremely helpful tool. At the moment, my favorite thing about it is the invitation to rhythm.

Tonight I have a full moon circle. The moon will be in Capricorn, so we'll examine the intentions we set six months ago when the moon was new in the same sign, and make any necessary adjustments. We'll pull cards, because journaling is a wonderful tool for introspection but tarot is often direct in the areas I might soften or sidestep altogether. We'll probably also burn stuff - things we're ready to let go of, written on slips of paper and committed to flame. And then in another six months, when the moon is once again new in Capricorn, we'll embrace the culmination of those intentions and set new ones.

Every aspect of my life, neatly divided into twelve categories over the course of a year. Each month I look at two of them, in community. That ensures nothing is too overwhelming, and I don't overly criticize any aspect (or ignore anything completely either because it makes me uncomfortable, or because I'm too comfortable in it). Balance and repetition, ascending a spiral staircase and knowing I'll keep repassing the same spots at different levels, from a different perspective.

As previously mentioned, I approached astrology slowly and cautiously. It was my first foray into any sort of mystic or metaphysical practice, and seemed safe enough since it was based on observable phenomena - the rhythmic rotations of planets and stars. I felt connected to those who lived before me, who looked up and saw the same night sky that I do. And now it's one of my favorite tools for checking my own inner alignment.

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