Eros and Psyche returning from the Underworld There is a particular kind of silence that settles into a relationship when something has quietly stopped working. Nobody slammed a door. Nobody said anything unforgivable. And yet one morning you notice you no longer save the last piece of chocolate for the other person, or you let the phone ring a little longer before you pick up. You can’t quite explain it. I don’t know why I don’t like it anymore, but I don’t. It just doesn’t feel good for me...

The myth of Helle & Phrixus Saturday 26 September 2026, 6:49 pm CEST – Sun at 3° Libra, Moon at 3° Aries There is a moment, usually late in the evening, when you already know something long before you admit it. It's the relationship you still call "complicated" when it's really just over, the coat with the broken zip you've worn for two winters because buying a new one would mean giving up the old one, the job that leaves you tired on Sunday evening before the week has even begun. You know...

There are those moments, right in the middle of an ordinary Tuesday, when you suddenly pause and look at your own life. The dishes are waiting, the calendar is overflowing, and still that quiet question rises up: why does it unfold the way it does? Why do you feel so full of fire in one season, and as though everything has come to a standstill in the next? We so often look for the answer somewhere outside ourselves, while the key has been waiting within us all along. For me, astrology is a...