June 2–8, 2025
Theme: The Mirror Is Talking—Will You Listen or Perform?
This week, the cosmos hands you the damn microphone. The Sun and Mercury are combust in your 1st House, Gemini—your temple of identity, image, and personal vibe. You’re radiating fast thoughts and sharp insights, but be careful not to burn yourself out in the process. When Mercury and the Sun merge this close, there’s brilliance, but it’s hot, blinding, self-consuming brilliance. Your mind becomes the loudest room in the house.
What story are you telling the world about who you are? What mask are you ready to burn? This is a week for updates: to your look, your language, your life direction. If you’ve been hiding in someone else’s narrative, rewrite it. You’re not a backup dancer in someone else’s soliloquy; this is your monologue. Own it.
Venus in Cancer is moving softly through your 2nd House, reminding you to treat your resources and values with sweetness, not self-loathing. If money matters have felt like open wounds lately, this week could bring healing balm in the form of affection, beauty, or a sudden realisation of what’s actually worth your energy. Buy something that reminds you of your worth, even if it’s just a good pen or a meal that tastes like love.
Mars in Leo pumps testosterone into your 3rd House, electrifying your voice, your phone, your car, your texts, and possibly your sibling dynamics. If you’ve been quiet, expect sudden outbursts. If you’ve been loud, try listening for a second. You’re a verbal weapon right now: quick, cutting, deadly. Use your voice wisely. Wrecking someone’s ego may feel delicious in the moment, but it won’t feed your soul long term.
Jupiter at the final degrees of Taurus is still tucked into your 12th House, preparing you for a rebirth. You’ve been shedding psychic skin, grieving your own past, letting dead things rot where they need to. That’s good. Don’t rush this. Trust that what’s been gestating in silence will explode into form once Jupiter enters your sign later this month. For now, listen to your dreams, your addictions, and the whispers you hear when no one’s around. They hold the code.
Saturn in Pisces grinds away in your 10th House, demanding discipline in your public role, career, and reputation. Whether you’re crafting a legacy or watching one die, this transit is real-deal karma. Build something that won’t collapse under the weight of your own crap. No shortcuts. No masks. Just the long, slow work of mastery.
Pluto retrograde is stirring the pot in your 9th House of philosophy, higher mind, and long journeys. A belief system is breaking down. A guru may reveal their shadow. Or maybe you’re realising your own worldview is too small for your future self. Death of old dogma. Birth of personal gnosis. This is a spiritual excavation. Go deep.
And Chiron in Aries cuts across your 11th House, exposing old friendship wounds or collective trauma. This week, you may find healing through community, especially the weird ones: the outsiders, the artists, the freaks. Let the misfits love you. And be one.
Weekly Mandate:
Speak with fire. Be seen without the costume. Burn off the mask. What’s left is your real self, and they’ve been dying to come out.
