The Weight of Mula and the Call of Magha

The Moon's sitting in Mula today, and honestly, it feels heavy. Mula is the root, the place where things get torn down so they can actually grow again. It’s not comfortable, but it’s necessary.

We’ve got the Sun trekking through Ardra. It’s a storm, isn't it? Everything feels a bit raw. When you look at where Ketu is sitting in Magha—right there in the heart of our ancestral shadows—it’s clear we’re digging through old debris. We aren't meant to keep carrying these debts.

I’ve been tracking these transits on Vyom lately, just to keep an eye on how these planetary shifts hit my own subconscious. It’s helped me realize that we often fight the destruction when we should be watching what survives it.

Are you feeling that pull to let go? The stars don't ask for permission. They just shift. Don't try to hold onto the wreckage once the storm clears. You don’t need that extra weight in your pockets anymore. Just breathe and watch where the dust settles.