Ruth Bader Ginsberg by Sebastian Kim for The New Yorker

September 20 - December 19, 2020

There is a chill in the air today in Virginia. It’s the chill of relief from the heat and humidity of summer. It’s the chill of death and decay. It’s the chill of rest and dormancy. It’s the chill of fear and apprehension. The Sun, hanging in the balance, is in the uneasy position of the Rex Nemorensis, sensing his impending fall in Libra. The Moon moves warily from Libra into shadowy Scorpio. And the goddess Hera (aka Juno), having kept the peace and having held her tongue in Libra for nearly a year, wakes in the night, alone in her royal bed, and is suddenly tired of Zeus’s bullshit. With Scorpion’s eyes, she now sees her marriage, and her world, for what it is. The ways she’s been betrayed, usurped, disrespected and taken for granted, reduced from a queen to a caricature of a jealous, conniving shrew. She no longer wants placating, no longer cares about being liked, she is only interested in truth and reclamation of her power. Such a realization brings pain, wrath, and the desire to punish, even to poison; but in its highest form, it forges a fighter. A tenacious survivor and a powerful protectress. Hell hath no fury like the All-Mother scorned. 

Transition is paramount this weekend. It is the Jewish High Holiday of Rosh Hashanah, and the ram’s horn is blowing, not only to usher in the new year, but to wake us all up to an accounting of our past, present and future. Ruth Bader Ginsberg, after a lifetime of fighting the good fight from on high, earned her rest, and went to take her place in the heavenly halls of history, next to trailblazers like Mary Wollstonecraft, Sojourner Truth, Margaret Sanger, and Eleanor Roosevelt, among many others. She had her natal Juno in Scorpio, and she wore it well. Now she is passing the baton to the next class of feminist thinkers, leaders, legislators and activists. Her death has brought the country to yet another crossroads, and leaves women’s reproductive rights, DREAMers and the Affordable Care Act hanging in the lurch. As we enter Libra season soon, as the Sun approaches opposition to retrograde Mars, and as Juno makes her way through Scorpio, on her way to a year-long stay in Sagittarius (the sign of justice), we can expect the debates around women’s equality, health, and bodily autonomy to reignite and to rage. We can expect, on a personal level, to be shown the shadows of the patriarchs—and matriarchs—in our own lives and in our own selves: jealousy, treachery, infidelity, sexism, control and abuse. Juno-Hera represents the queen bee that exists in each of us, and for the duration of this transit, she is asking us to find where our individual power resides. And then, to rise up from the ashes, and demand the rights, representation and respect that we all inherently deserve.