HI KITTENS. We’re quitting 8tracks. It takes eight million hours to make a playlist and it shuffles it if you try to listen to it more than once and QUITE FRANKLY we are all too pretty and busy to deal with it. So I have made a Spotify account which you are free to be friends with me on if that’s something you’re into, and I will be posting the playlists there and giving you a lil link to them! I will also be copying the last few months over to there as well. Hopefully this works for all of you! If you are at work/somewhere without desktop Spotify it should still work on the ONLINE WEB PLAYER but please let me know if this is an annoying solution to the problem!
BELIEVE IN THE SKY: MAY 2015
Art for witchsong horoscopes is done by the beautiful and talented Briana Finegan of advicecollage.tumblr.com, and her work is available for purchase at Society6.
Taurus: “Pumpin’ Blood,” NONONO. This is your heart: it’s alive, it’s pumping blood.
Happy birthday, my earthiest of earth-signs darling. You are so alive, such a living breathing rooted thing, and this month I want you to think about what it means that the earth is alive even during the winter. Persephone is only underground, and she is whole and hungry in the land of the dead, and whether it’s now or in six months she’s going to find herself in a field surrounded by flowers. It’s tempting to pin yourself too strongly to the seasons – you are a child of the earth, after all, and you are turned and moved and warmed by it – but you are a force of your own. You are a green shoot growing and you are capable of that growth even when the earth is blanketed in snow, because you are part of it and yet apart from it, something stronger and so, so bright. It’s May and it’s your birthday and you are young and green, you are resilient, and you transcend what even the earth cannot. Remember that, this month, and celebrate it – your vitality.
Gemini: “Amy AKA Spent Gladiator 1,” the Mountain Goats. Do every stupid thing that makes you feel alive/Do every stupid thing to try to drive the dark away.
It’s time to get a little raw, a little wild. This is a month for remembering what an incredible creature you are, a thing of sharp teeth and sharper words, something that is beautiful and terrifying. Read The Secret History this month: “…what could be more terrifying and beautiful [than] to throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves? Euripides speaks of the Maenads: head thrown back, throat to the stars, ‘more like deer than human being.'” You are a human but you are so much more, so much less, something elemental and primal and yet infinitely complex. Do what you need to do this month; play with matches if you think you need to. Let the wildness inside you drive you where it wants. Reconnect with yourself, and then let yourself loose on the world. Don’t forget how powerful you are. Do what you need to do to remind yourself of that.
Cancer: “Cosmic Love,” Florence + the Machine. So I stayed in the darkness with you.
There is a lot of power in loving as much as you do; as often, as deeply. There is a lot of strength, and I want you to remember that this month when you are feeling less-than. You are soft and tender but like a peach; there is a stone in the center of you. You can close your fist on a peach and send its flesh dripping through your fingers but you’ll hurt yourself once you’ve squeezed tight enough, and I want you to remember that. Love doesn’t make you weak, the right kind of love. It makes you strong and guards you and leaves the core of you protected. You have that strength in spades but you shouldn’t need it, is what I’m saying, and I want you to remember that this month. Don’t let anyone squeeze you too tight. Don’t let anyone bruise you.
Leo: “Hallelujah,” Panic! at the Disco. You’ll never know if you don’t ever try again so let’s try, let’s try, let’s try.
Yoda said there is no try and, like, he’s right about a lot of things but he’s not right about that. Sometimes there is only try, and try, and try and try and try beyond the limits of what you think you’re capable of. Sometimes – more often than sometimes, honestly – sometimes trying is more important than actually succeeding, because trying is the part where all you have is belief in yourself. Trying is the part before you ever see a result, the part where all you’re going on is the faith that what you’re doing will mean something. And that is what makes it mean something. Am I making sense? You are always becoming, you are always growing and changing, but when you let go of the rudder – even if all you’ve been doing is clutching it in the midst of a hurricane – you let go of some fundamental part of yourself. Don’t stop trying, this month. Try to try. Keep trying.
Virgo: “Long Highway,” the Jezabels. Long highway, mesmerizing / Long highway, paralyzing.
You’re waiting for a train that will take you far away. You don’t know where this train will take you, but it doesn’t matter. Why? Listen, Virgo, now. In this quiet moment in the rushing blood of your heart. Why doesn’t it matter where the train is going? Why are you here, now, in the middle of the tracks? You don’t have to tell me. You don’t have to tell anyone. But you need to know it, for yourself, in your bones. Take this month and think about where you are, and what you hope for, and what sits heavy in your belly like a lead weight. Take this month and figure out what it really is that you want to leave behind. Escaping is fine but if you take the wrong things with you by accident you’ll never get free. It’s not the house that’s haunted.
Libra: “Young Blood,” Bea Miller. We make our own luck in this world.
“Do what you love” is a lie, and it’s killing you. You are so caught up in this idea that what you do isn’t “real” until you love it, until you are finally doing what you dream of. And that is a beautiful ideal, and I wish it for you and everyone, but I want you to realize this month that you don’t need it. Work is a means to an end in the society that we live in, and quite frankly those of us with jobs are lucky to be employed at all (Tina Belcher “In this economy?” dot gif). Take this month and think about what you do love – the end to which your work is a means. Don’t beat yourself up about working where you do, no matter where it is. It’s a stepping stone, whether it’s to a different job or just to buying brand-name soaps, but it is so important, and once you learn to view it as something that it’s okay for you not to love you may find you actually like it more.
Scorpio: “Breathe Me,” Sia. I am small and needy, warm me up and breathe me.
It is so hard, sometimes, to remember your joy. It is so easy to get swept away in this terrible river of obligations, of fear and worry and doubt, and I won’t lie to you – it’s a deep river, it is. But it’s narrow in places, and not always as swift as it feels. Don’t be afraid to reach out of it, this month – to whatever and whoever makes you feel safe, makes you feel less like drowning. Try and find your joy again, this month, however you can. There are so many terrible things but there are so many good ones, small ones, things to armor yourself with against the things that would break you, these jagged things in this dark river. Remember them, and find them, and cup them to you like the small blessings they are. You aren’t going to drown in here.
Sagittarius: “I Feel It All,” Feist. The wings are wide; wild card inside.
You are allowed to be happy and sad at the same time. You are allowed to rejoice in everything you love and still feel sorrow in the back of your mind, in the corners of your heart. This is normal. This is the human condition. The world is so large and cruel and wonderful. The ocean gives us life and it’s beautiful beyond anything you’ve ever seen but it drowns people and it holds monsters and we won’t stop filling it with trash. All of these things are true; so many seemingly impossible things are true. Neither can live while the other survives and yet both live. All of these things exist simultaneously, and it is not within me to ask you to focus solely on one thing, to stop feeling one emotion at the expense of another. There are so many sadnesses, small and large, personal and impersonal, and at least as many joys. They are all yours to let run through you like wind, and the course they take can’t be defined. Don’t cut yourself off from what you feel.
Capricorn: “Don’t Waste My Time,” Little Big Town. I felt so sure, I never questioned why.
You are so good at working, Capricorn. You are so dedicated, so impossibly thorough, so stubborn. Don’t get me wrong, you are very willing to walk away from things that don’t reward you. But – sometimes you don’t know what rewards you, or you’re mistaken about it. Sometimes you think something will reward you because you want it to, so badly, and you ignore a lot of signs that it’s not going to. But you deserve better than that. Take this month and think about why you are pursuing what you are, and whether it’s going to give you what you deserve. There is a difference between something being difficult and something being fruitless, and it’s easy for you to blur the lines between those two. Just because you want it to pay off doesn’t mean it will, and it’s worth it this month to make sure that your work isn’t going unrewarded.
Aquarius: “Landslide,” Fleetwood Mac. I’ve been afraid of changing ’cause I built my life around you, but time makes you bolder – even children get older. I’m getting older too.
You are so young, no matter how old you are. You are still growing, still not fully formed. Sometimes it feels like you are permanent, immutable, like you have finally ascended into the phoenix of yourself but then you shed another skin. This is normal; this is good. Don’t be afraid of change. Take this month and think about your past lives, all the people you have been. Think about how solid you felt, how real, how final. You were real – don’t get me wrong – but you are real in every iteration of yourself, every new layer. Evolving doesn’t make who you were any less real, and your past selves live within you like flames. You are you are you, and you are changing whether you realize it or not, and that means nothing, and it means everything. Let yourself be; let yourself grow.
Pisces: “Sun Daze,” Florida Georgia Line. Work on my lay back, ain’t nothing wrong with gettin’ my sun daze on.
You have reached the light at the end of the tunnel, or – let me find a less death metaphor. You have made it through the eye of the needle, for now, and you deserve a rest. Be gentle with yourself this month, be soft. Let yourself sit around, sleep in, read magazines. You have done things you thought you couldn’t possibly do; you have done them, and now you are here. There is still work to be done – there is always work to be done – but you have reached a kind of summit, a peak in the high unending mountains of your life. Everything is spread before you and below you, sparkling in the sun, and you are going to descend upon it like a falcon. There is always more to do, always more to climb, but rest, now, in the knowledge that you have climbed successfully before. You will again.
Aries: “Hero,” Regina Spektor. It’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright. No one’s got it all.
Everything is going to be okay, Aries. That is all I can give you, but it is so important, and I want you to really hear it. It’s going to be okay. You are strong, but that’s not all you are, and what’s more – there are so many people around you that are strong too. You don’t always have to be the hero. Sometimes it’s okay to let yourself be saved, to fall into someone’s arms. You can’t be everything for yourself, as much as you want to. Some things have to come from somewhere else; some things you have to let in. Take this month and think about what it means to you to be whole, and then think about what it means that you are whole. Even if you feel you’re missing crucial bits of yourself, even if you feel like you can’t be whole because you feel weak, small, empty, listen: you are whole. You are whole even when you aren’t enough for yourself, and you have to learn to acknowledge that. Let help find you; let yourself be weak. It’s alright.