So anyways, I’ve been neglecting you.

My mother always says that if you can’t say anything nice, say nothing at all…or talk about the weather…so I’ve been saying not a lot, and making some seriously profound comments on the Sydney forecasts.

I’m sitting here in the departure lounge of Melbourne Airport with Miss 16 waiting to come back home from a visit with a girlfriend, and thought I’d update you on what’s been happening.

Loads.

Life is busy, manically so. That’s not such a bad thing, but I have been struggling with balance and boundaries. Those of you who know my chart well, would know that.

This year too- especially the last few months, last week even- has seen some pretty cruddy random shit happen not to me, but too close to me, around me. Sometimes it’s felt like it’s been circling me, deciding whether to stick or move on. It’s felt a little as if the Universe is giving me a kick around in terms of waiting around, or waiting for something.

In Bali, they have this thing called Nyepi Day. It’s a whole day of silence when the beaches are empty, the airport is still and the shops are closed. The whole idea of it is that when the ogres (or the bad Gods…whatever) fly over Bali, they’ll see the island dark, quiet and still- as if there’s nothing or no one down there- and then they’ll fly on by without stopping to inflict Bad Things.

I’ve been doing a bit of that, lying low, staying quiet, hoping that the awfulness those I love are experiencing won’t hang around. I’d tell you about some of it, but they’re not my stories to tell.

It’s why I’ve been absent from Facebook- I turned off the cellular function on my phone for messages, but all that did was register that I’d seen messages when I hadn’t, so now I’ve removed the functionality completely and only see messages when I sign in from home. I drop in occasionally, but I’ve changed my home page now to Twitter and tend to be on that and Instagram a tad more- it feels less connected, and I haven’t wanted to feel connected. I haven’t felt up to the conversation. Some people have understood, others haven’t. That’s ok. I’ll be back.

Astrologically it all makes sense. Saturn has been trine my Ascendant, Sun, and Jupiter, and is now exactly conjunct my Neptune. Neptune has been trine Mars and my Progressed Moon has recently moved into Capricorn. Boundaries have needed to be established, time-out has been necessary, and priorities have been re-ordered.

At one point I felt like I’d said all I wanted to say, astrologically speaking, for some time. Then last weekend, up a ladder as I was painting our ceiling, things started to make sense again. Maybe I have more to say after all…but with more balance…

Here’s the thing, my priority is currently with my partition job. It’s busy, it’s mentally exhausting, and it will be extending into the new year- something I’m very grateful for. Outside of this, I’m getting my first fiction novel ready for self-publishing in May. I’ve just had the structural report back from the editor, so am starting the re-write. It’s November, so that means I’m also working on the next idea.

There’s not many hours left in the day.

Although I absolutely have no emotional energy at all left for readings and teaching, I will try and pop a couple of things a week up here for those of you who haven’t got sick of waiting for me to do so.

If you want to know what is happening in my non astro life, I’m still popping something up at and anyways at least once a week, and also at my fiction alter ego Tracey Hamill– if you’re interested in the self publishing and writing journey.

For now, Neptune is about to turn direct, Venus will soon be surfing her way into Sagittarius, and my flight home from Melbourne has been delayed.

But it’s all good…so thank you from the bottom of my heart to each of you who have written to me to check in on how it’s all going. I truly truly appreciate it.