I am taking a needed vacation from regular posting, and appreciating this moment in which exalted Venus in Pisces is in a friendly connection with flailing Mars in Cancer. Both love an ocean, where Venus is abundant and expansive in her great love for all beings, while Mars is the crab on the beach that will mess you up if you get in his way. He wants safety and sees mostly threat, while she sees what is beautiful and elevated and might overlook the real dangers and faults.

This feels like a moment rich with the opportunity for delusion, and imaginary danger may bring forth real consequences. I want to secure what I love, strengthen my defenses while keeping my heart open. Strong boundaries allow for grace and generosity.

A personal maxim that guides my therapeutic approach is to cease being at war within the self. When we approach every part of us with friendliness and curiosity, taking for granted that it’s trying to help and not giving up until we’ve learned how it is trying to help, so much becomes easier inside. We end up at the desired destination—decreased tension and anxiety, more aliveness—but through a path that initially seems counterintuitive.

So it is that today I want to honor and thank the parts that worry, the parts that see concerning news and imagery and feel troubled about what is to come. They serve their purpose, they serve us in so many ways. And it is also true that there are limits to them, and they can drain us in their worries when there is little to do other than be aware of danger.

When I am with a worried part, I try to listen to its concern, identify any proactive action I can take, and thank it for its service. Today, I was noticing a part that felt deeply concerned by gestures made in a public event yesterday that herald back to an authoritarian government that we fought against almost a century ago. I decided to share my concern in the hopes that it would be considered, perhaps validated, or I could get some reassurance that what I feared was not the trajectory of the country. I went to a government website where in the past I would be welcome to send in a comment, and found there was nothing there. No invitation for feedback, no comments. This strengthened the concerns of my worried part.

If we do not allow outlets to express concern, they will only grow in intensity. Trying to silence, suppress, or ignore that within us that has fear does not make it smaller. May we all grow in our capacity to bear witness to each other’s concerns.

Today the security urge wants to lean away from hard conversations and talking about the wounds that keep us from being ourselves. After a long fierce advocacy, the urge is to retreat into harmony. We can see the ruins of what happens when there is war without love or mercy, and we have reasoned fear it. Today is a day to find solace and strength in sharing your burdens with trusted loved ones and partners of all kinds. What is carried alone is intolerable, but what is carried together is easy and light.

I thought I wouldn’t write anything today, coming off of an illness that had me on the couch watching old scifi all weekend. But I also read a detailed discussion of the horrific allegations against an author who was once very influential to me, and all day have had these thoughts about how life finds a way to kick you in the teeth.

Today the moon and Mars join in Cancer, on a day when the moon is full. This feels like a harsh moon, in which you may indeed find the monsters hiding in the dark closet in your bedroom, where you want to feel the most safe, the most comfortable. There’s a drama here, a shock, and the urge to block it out or respond with the greatest drama.

Comfort itself might be a problem. There are so many ways to soothe and distract. So many temptations to make someone a hero and lift them out of critique. So many ways to deify people and give away our power, and then to be shocked when they don’t use their power in our interest.

Today feels like an important day to allow in grief, guilt, anguish, and anger. Not to blast them all over everyone around you, who may not deserve it, but to hold it up with care. This too is a part of our humanity, worthy of love. We may not know what to do about the outer situation, but we can acknowledge for ourselves what hurts, what disillusionments come. Try to make sure your pain is understood before it is soothed.

There is such a volume of information and so little actual discussion. A friend and I were talking earlier this week about how some online discussions feel like arguments with bots, even when you know that the person you’re talking to is a human. (Or was, at some point? Who knows, maybe they got a bot to manage their social media.)

Social media and “the discourse” have rendered us all bot-like with its forces that push us toward brevity, taking things out of context, ramping up emotionality to get engagement, and all the subtle ways our conversations are policed and uniqueness eroded. The medium shapes the message, and if the prevalence of thought-terminating cliches on all sides is indicative, this particular medium is as much a force against critical thinking and earnest conversation as it is an empowering place for community and sharing information. Both twins emerge from these foundations.

Perhaps today there is nothing to “do” about this so much as see if you can observe yourself engaging with information, conversation, and dialogue online or in-person. Notice what memes make you want to argue or react. Notice what happens to you when you do so. Notice what it’s like to refrain from your habits.

This feels like a reality we must contend with, and it’s worth paying attention. Awareness creates the possibility of different action.

The mind and all its powers of communication and negotiation move out of the happy, hot-headed, and horny realm of Sagittarius into the heavier, slower, earthier Capricorn. If we’ve been avoiding certain realities, they now seem large and inescapable.

There is research that indicates people in depressive states have a more accurate assessment of reality than others. That perspective is, itself, depressing—that happiness requires a measure of adaptive self delusion. A little bit of delusion isn’t so bad, it’s quite harsh when all of our avoidance gets in our face with what was ignored that is actually a big problem.

Today, as our minds shift toward sober assessment of difficulties and desires, we’re also being informed of all that’s changed in the past year and a half as we’ve collectively purged fake harmony and shallow justice and experienced a voracious appetite for fighting for our interests at all costs. This focus too is about to shift. It’s good to step back. What has fighting won you? This isn’t a trick question, there are likely some good things that have come from it. But where does it feel endless and stuck? Where could diplomacy be useful, still supporting your aims?

To forge a strong blade, the superheated metal after being beaten into shape is plunged into a bucket of water. From extreme heat to coolness, what was malleable becomes set.

This comes to mind observing Mars moving backwards from fiery, dramatic Leo into watery, dramatic Cancer. The events of the past couple months rallied collective rage, but reactive rage cannot be sustained nor disciplined for work. Instead it softens the collective mood, made us malleable, and now we return to the home realms, to nurturance and sorrow, to see what we have wrought.

In this realm, Mars is said to be weak, and his weakness is his strength. He may appear brittle and easily hurt, but he is also ready to strike should that disarm his opponent with care and compassion. Do not fear your rage softening in grief and care, because this warrior becomes even more ferocious in protecting the spaces where he gets to feel small and needy.

The relationship researchers and therapists John and Julie Gottman call defensiveness one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, in that couples who express a lot of defensiveness in their discussions with each other—along with three other communication habits—are more likely to divorce. The defensive partner might say, “Well, yeah, it’s because I’m being attacked all the time.” But it’s also about the defensiveness. If you cannot relax and admit your role in the interaction, if you cannot acknowledge any bit of truth in what the other person is saying, then it’s harder to work together to deal with problems and help each other feel loved and appreciated.

Defensiveness is not always a sign of guilt, but it is a sign of tenderness. We’ve hit on something sore, or injured, or just very sensitive that the other person wants to protect. This shows up in the body, too, when we instinctively tense up around an injury and grow more anxious if someone starts to reach for it. We have to really trust that someone is reaching for the injury out of care and a desire to help for us to feel able to even begin to relax, and even then, the one who would help must start with gentleness and confidence.

If you’re feeling emotionally beaten up by your loved ones, you don’t have to sit there and take it, but it’s possible that what feels like an attack is just accidental contact, or a helping hand, or simply a finger pointing to what it sees. What you are defending against is the pain and fear you feel because of the hurt, only you think the other person is causing it because they drew attention to it.

Instead of lashing out, you can admit what you see is true—that doesn’t mean agreeing with everything said, but just the piece you recognize as valid. If you can’t see anything valid, or you’re too worked up to think about it, you could simply say you’re upset and need a break for a bit. Some partners struggle with that kind of a boundary, but telling them just enough to get a sense of what’s happening helps to cool the tension. “I need a moment because I’m upset and I need to figure out what’s going on.”

This morning I read a heated thread about the disappointment of throwing a party and no one coming against the protests of those for whom going to parties is a challenge. As with many of these arguments, people weren’t really connecting to each other but sort of responding from their own story and insisting it be considered while not acknowledging the other.

Love needs us to connect to real people and have conversations. We can argue on the internet about how people should feel but that is no substitute for talking to your actual friends and family about what we do feel.

In truth, sometimes you go to the party even when it’s uncomfortable because you love the person it’s for and know they want the support. This is actually a relieving practice. It doesn’t have to be about you. You can have low expectations that are surprised.

And sometimes you recognize that going to the party will be worse for everyone, so you don’t. But communication and clarity is still needed, because without it, how would they know? All they know is you weren’t there.

The relationship is its own being that requires tending. When you don’t tend your connections with people, they tend to wither. I understand some people don’t experience this and can go for years without contact but feel the same level of closeness. That’s lovely, and it doesn’t mean the person who needs contact needs it any less.

It may mean the shape of the relationship changes. There are people I love that if they reach out I know I’ll enjoy talking to them, and I know I can’t rely on them for anything. There are people I know will make it work if I need them, sometimes at their own expense. Those aren’t about my worth as a person, but the connection we’ve formed between us.

This is a season for loving without attachment, giving without conditions. And this giving must be a choice based on what you feel willing and able to give. Giving out of obligation is not generosity, it drains us.