Topic: Astrology

The intensity of daily life is simply overwhelming, making it increasingly hard to find shelter from the storm—because there are simply too many storms occurring at once to make any shelter last long enough to fully catch our breath and replenish depleted reserves. A friend described our situation as a “still life of an explosion.” Each day feels as if we’re caught in a new Big Bang event, giving birth to a brave new world, except nothing is moving and the suspension in space is mind-bending.

March plays out on a split screen, but the dual reality I’m talking about isn’t referring to the proverb about the month’s weather—March comes in