Second Decan Vibes
and they're not mine
Thinking about this second astrological decan and what it means for me has been difficult this week, thorny. I’ve been avoiding typing it out, words on the screen, fingers tapping. My husband is a second decan Aries, his birthday yesterday, and I am fire and he is fire and we can burn each other up it seems. Ashes to ashes. I keep thinking about how he embodies this decan and how what has happened rings too true. For me right now, the best thing about these decans is that I get to keep walking.
The Aries II decan is described by Austin Coppock as “The Crown,” as “the individual [who] struggles with their potential—[discovering] what is truly royal inside them.” The idea of sovereignty we learned from Aries I then develops further into world making, reality making, which are defined by our habits, by our vices and virtues, which compose our own unique characters, and when exalted make us royal. The term royal is carefully chosen here, deriving from the concept of kinghood. What does it mean to become one’s own king, related of course to sovreignty? We look up at The Emperor beside the Three of Wands, and that is the king energy manifest. Coppock says that it may take a long time to get it right, or as Gloria Frederici Andromeda says, to “jailbreak” from an existing kind of life, but change is critical because freedom is what can’t be restricted in this second decan Aries. The Aries II may find themselves in a false reality for decades, which then needs to be deconstructed to build what feels royal to them, the true disclosure of their potential. They must become their own king.
The Three of Wands is the tarot card which correlates to Aries II, especially flanked by its conjunctions with the bright Sun and the powerful Emperor. The figure in the Three of Wands turns his back on the past and looks out over the horizon to the future in another land. But it isn’t so simple as just moving away. One hand is firmly holding a wand, in fact the wand may be helping him to stay standing, keeping part of him in his current reality. The other two wands are staying put. We all experience the power of threes in one way or another. The trinity. The three legs of a stool. Two parents and a child. When one is removed the balance becomes unsteady. The stool falls over. A family is broken. It takes courage to be willing to upset the apple cart like this. Courage, and that insatiable desire to discover what is royal within, how to become one’s own king. I wonder if our figure is taking the wand with him, leaving only two, or if he is strong enough to leave all three standing when he goes. That’s a good question. What do we leave and what do we take when we go? Is it easier to fill a van with books and photos and drive away, or to merely walk away with nothing, no memories, no material? And who do we leave behind? And is it worth it? And will you ever know the answer to that question?
That’s it for this week. It’s all I’ve got.
xo Hanna