I’ve been thinking a lot about the 4th house and family matters lately. With Saturn transiting my Moon which is ruled by Venus (which Pluto is conjunct right now, thank you very much!) which also rules my 4th house, I guess it’s only natural, but I’ve noticed that every time I’m with my family I’m really really happy. It’s an area in my life I’ve worked really hard at (no joke, with Saturn retrograde in my 4th house natally…) and it’s really been paying off lately. Having a brand-new baby nephew hasn’t hurt either…
Tuesday night I trimmed the Christmas tree with my brother and sister-in-law and baby t. It’s the first proper tree the three of us has had as adults, and the truth is we probably wouldn’t be doing it now if it weren’t for him.
Who makes everything better, not just Christmas… but Christmas for sure is WAY more fun with a child. Who knew? It’s like we’re reliving the best times of our childhood whilst we invent his.
I mean look at him – it’s not like he’s going to remember any of this. But my brother and Jules and I are really super excited about our tree.
Jules really wanted white lights while JP and I would have prefer colored (we all had colored growing up, but Jules always wanted white whilst Jeremy and I are pathologically nostalgic about our childhood Christmas).
Jules won the light fight though, mostly ’cause she’s super organized and on top of it and did all the shopping at Target and JP and I are pretty much just trailing in her wake. Here she is (sorry the pic is so blurry) wrapping the garland around the tree.
Actually, it’s not just my shaky hand and dim light that makes the picture blurry.
Jules is also just super fast.
Like a birdie.
And what do you know, the white lights look really pretty… Something I’m feeling really hard during this Saturn transit is that the past is always there to be remade, recreated, and reinvented. We can rework even the crappiest scenes from our childhood until they help us make sense of who we want to be in such a way we’re grateful for them. In this way every moment is precious and golden, and the ones that come easy are just cake. Gorgeous, Glorious Cake.
Christmas Future, my Little Chickadees! Always present, never here! I don’t actually know what that last part means, but suddenly I just feel real good and happy…