Time to exhale. Time to stop nervously restarting your phone, triple-checking emails, or staring blankly at a washing machine that's suddenly decided to take early retirement mid-cycle.
Mercury has turned direct, and with it, we too are slowly emerging from that sticky fog of delays, confusion, and general cosmic awkwardness. Admittedly, the first few days after the turnaround may have still felt like your brain was running on Windows 95, but little by little, clarity is returning.
Questions that had been swirling in the air like loose papers in the wind are finally starting to take shape. Long-stalled projects begin to move. Decisions that once felt impossible are now gently revealing their simple "yes" or definitive "no."
Of course, let's not forget that Venus — our beloved goddess of love, values, and things we probably spent too much money on — was still hanging about in retrograde almost until mid-April. Which means nostalgic moods were everywhere. That urge to message that person with a wistful "Hey, remember when…" was strong. And questions about what we truly value were front and centre — what’s worth holding onto, and what’s best left in the museum of our past lives.
All of this unfolded against the rather invigorating backdrop of Mercury having cosy little chats with Mars and Uranus. And those two, bless them, are never short of wild ideas. So the week was peppered with unexpected solutions, bold plot twists, and decisions along the lines of: "Wait… we can actually do that?"
This is the sort of astrological weather that often unlocks stuck situations. It's like walking down a familiar road, only to suddenly notice a turning you never considered before. And — surprise! — you realise: why on earth not?
Especially once Mercury packed its bags and left dreamy Pisces for fiery Aries. That's when the tempo picked up. Time to act, sign, launch, learn, negotiate — in short, to wake up and join the living.
But — and isn’t there always a but? — the full price of many decisions (especially those involving money, investments, or ambitious purchases) might only become clear towards the end of April. That's when reality, in all its occasionally brutal honesty, might present the final bill. Bought the house? Lovely. But renovating it might just cost the price of another.
Still, the most important thing now is that the ice has finally broken. Life is moving again. Not perfectly, not predictably — but vibrantly, messily, beautifully alive.
And if that's not reason enough for a little happy dance in your kitchen, then honestly — what is?