✨ The Lost Decans ✨
aka “I took a six-decan nap and woke up in Cancer season”
So... remember that time I said I was doing a decan walk?
And then promptly ghosted my own astrology content like it was a group chat I didn’t have the energy for?
Same.
Here’s what happened during the 6 decans I didn’t write about—but absolutely felt in my bones:
♉ Taurus II — The Body Keeps the Receipts
This was the “everything is fine” decan, while my nervous system quietly curled up like a toasted cinnamon roll. I over-functioned, under-rested, and probably yelled at an appliance. 10/10 Taurus mood.
♉ Taurus III — Possessive but Make It Emotional
Somewhere between craving stability and secretly plotting my escape. Emotional hoarding. Ice cream and Heath bars may have been involved. I definitely made something up just to feel safe again.
♊ Gemini I — 50 Tabs Open, Zero Will to Live
A great decan to multitask your meltdown. I journaled in 4 directions, didn’t finish anything, and suddenly needed to change my whole life via Google Docs.
♊ Gemini II — Clones, Echoes, Chaos Gremlins
This one came with the urge to make a thousand versions of myself so I could do all the things and please all the people. Instead, I lay on the couch and dissociated into a bag of chocolate. #growth (at the waistline)
♊ Gemini III — Hexing Myself with My Own Thoughts
Look, I’m charming. I’m clever. But this decan was like being locked in a debate club run by my inner critic. I made one good meme and then cried into my planner.
♋ Cancer I — Home is Where the Panic Lives (still in progress)
This decan has whispered, “go home.” And I replied, “which part of me is home?” Existential nesting has ensued. I wanted a bubble bath and ended up questioning my entire origin story.
♋ Cancer II — Big Mood, Bigger Boundaries (loading)
Thinking ahead this one. It's tender. It’s witchy. It’s got “I will cry and hex you in the same breath” vibes. But there’s clarity in here too. Like, ohhh, this is what I need now.
I may have wandered, but I’m still walking.
Thanks for sticking with me through the silence.
Cancer III, you’re up next. Let’s keep going. 🖤
Big love,
S
