rainbows in retrograde
what if we didn't have to fear our lessons? what if it all was guiding us to love?
hello dear friends,
I can’t believe I am saying this, yet here I go: Mercury entered retrograde as I was received by rainbows… this timing in the astrological realm where traditionally I feel the gravity of whoa… what now? What lessons have I yet to master? What past patterning is going to present itself in a way that I finally break the chains and embody a brand new liberating code? And where there is usually a pull back, this retrograde feels like a calling forward… and that has me feeling electric, excited, and ready to embody this symbol of heaven shining onto this earth.
The first thing I saw when opening my window seat blind on the way from Houston, Texas to San José, Costa Rica was a rainbow bridging the heavens onto the mountain terrain. The full spectrum of light, the layers of liberating consciousness clear as day, shining down and saying hola, tú eres aquí — you are here, I am here. And here as in more ways than just the latitudes and longitudes that hold me. This energy of love, so bright, so clear.
For me, the lesson feels just as clear. When I look retrospectively, this timing on the cosmic clock has not always been so translucent. A rainbow in retrograde feels like visual validation of just how on time this adventure is for my heart and soul — this Pura Vida gold.
I need you to know that when I take these leaps and trust the inner and outer guidance to make space for me to preserve, heal, and filter through the friction and fatigue of all that is whiplashing me — and you — every single day, this joy I return to when I land upon this ground and breathe in this mountaintop air is in no way an abandonment of our community, our collective, or the great injustices we are all inhaling every single day.
It’s the opposite.
It’s the knowing we can make it to the other side. The other side of despair. That I can know my own internal regulation and reflect that not only back (retrograde), but also forward. In my being here, I am in no way forgetting you.
And I feel that is what this retrograde is speaking so clearly. We need those who know the other side of oppression, as well as the truth that even when we feel the bliss of our bodies’ birthright and our spirits’ eternal nature, we must also taste the bitter truth that there is so much in operation right now — in mind and culture, in thought and intention — that wants us negated from our well, separate from our wonder, and absent from our essence of union.
Which is what I truly believe our spirits signed up for.
To be the bearers and bridges of conscious recollection — home to our being and home to our earth.
And something I sit with often is: how can we give something we do not have? How can we teach something we do not know?
We need those who know the other side of the conditional coin that never seems to be tossed, just placed so heavily upon our shoulders and psyches and spirits. We need those who have walked through the unknowns of their own lives, knowing how brutal it can be — and yes, we might say “the world,” but let’s be real here: it is human minds, human systems, that have abandoned the lasting legacy of our light, our love, our hearts, and our collective spirit.
It is humans who have taken twisted tales told to them and accepted them as truth. Humans who have cultivated the traumatic terrain of our lives and settled into the apathy of those old, old grooves.
We need those among us who have fallen, who have failed, who have felt the fragmentation of their own lives and hearts — and instead of staying there, showed up in a different way. A more accountable one. A more loving one. A truer one.
A rainbow warrior of what is possible when we don’t fold away from love, but follow it, feel it, and find ways to generate our return home to how it can be — how it must be.
We need those who have answered their own call so they can now call to all too. And if the calling forward is not enough, we can create the bridge, lay the ground, place the stepping stones and pathways so fewer of us have to wander lost and asleep to this life. Together, we can be the ones who ignite the remembering deeply alive and intrinsic to us all.
All in hopes that we ditch the divides and rekindle connection to Spirit — the multifaceted, divine, and diverse essence that is our true nature intertwined with nature itself.
I know my Spirit called me here, not as some sort of dependency, but as potency. A place to reground, return, and remember why — why, why, why — I have endured and choose to continue.
And not just for me, but for all. For you.
This is my knowing of worth. This is my practice of standing my ground while opening to something larger than my own limits and the limitations pressed upon us. This is my calling in and out to you.
What if we greeted this retrograde differently? What if instead of concern, we used the curriculum to create what we actually want to see, feel, taste, embody, and know? What if these lessons aren’t something to run from, but something to flow toward?
What if it were held in joy? Excitement? An eagerness to finally get it right — and right as in just, right as in true, right as in no longer tolerating what colonized conditions want us to accept?
I also have to name: as I was greeted by that rainbow shining upon the land that is all our ground, my playlist was on shuffle — thousands of songs — and it felt like no accident, but absolute alignment, that the song that began the moment I opened my window cover was “A Million Dreams” by P!nk… a song that reminds us that it is our dreams, big and small, that become the conduit of the world we are making together.
What if this is the lesson of now? To not abandon joy, but to welcome it fully — front, back, and center. To not forget miracles, but to reclaim them, name them, and participate in them.
What if our work right now is to dream — and dream with diligence and discipline — as though it is our responsibility?
What if this is our time together to make it to the other side of this proverbial storm we have endured for far too long?
I hear it. I see it now. And I hope with all my heart and spirit you do too.
rainbow retrograde reflections:
when things get tense and lessons present themselves, how can you meet them with love and compassionate awareness rather than fear? How can you be the shape shifter of that energy?
where can you make space to dream — and to express those dreams — through writing, movement, music, art, play, whatever mode that meets and makes your magick?
what would it mean to add more color to your life right now? to live in fuller spectrum with your heart, body, mind, and spirit — and with those around you?
what might shift if reflection were not something to dread, but something to trust?