Whiskey. Tango. Foxtrot.
Between February 23 and March 17, Mercury was in retrograde. For the astrological novice, let me explain: we are all screwed during this time.
I was especially screwed. My life turned topsy turvy. All of my plans for the month were split open and thrown in the trash.
I learned my lesson. The Mercury Retrograde is not to be trifled with.
The Old Farmer’s Almanac does a better job explaining this:
Sometimes the other planets appear to be traveling backward through the zodiac; this is an illusion….Mercury’s retrograde periods can cause our plans to go awry. However, this is an excellent time to reflect on the past. Intuition is high during these periods, and coincidences can be extraordinary.
Once upon a sign and time, I would have charged through this period with no thoughts and zero fucks.
Now, I know better. I’m more cautious, more reflexive, and more aware. Plans going awry? My plans always teeter off course, and now I am prepared with a Plan B, Plan C, and Plan D for the next Mercury retrograde.