your aries season eroscope
erotic astrology forecasts
I’m now offering Erotic Transit Sessions—1:1 readings where you stop surviving your transits and start eroticizing them. If you’re in a moment of intensity, change, stagnation, or heat, we’ll move through it by igniting your unlived desire. As always, bookings are open for your erotic natal chart reading and my other services.
Your chart holds erotic pressure points—places where your life-force is trying to move. These eroscopes (erotic horoscopes) show you where that desirous energy is flickering, and how to meet it. Eroscopes are erotic intelligence applied to current transits. They’re transmissions designed to reroute your relationship with personal power, desire and your erotic nature according to astrological weather.
Eroscopes tell you where the charge is. Read your rising sign. If something flares, follow it. There’s pressure in your Aries house this season, and you’re either eroticizing it or scorching beneath it.
Aries Rising
You’re standing again in the hot mouth of your own erotic becoming. With the solar eclipse burning through your first house, the version of you that once held shape can’t survive this heat. As Neptune moves into Aries, the armor you’ve worn to survive begins to erode in your boiling house of fire and water. This is erotic pressure at the level of identity—a part of you that’s undeniably uncontainable and audaciously sure of itself wants to walk into the rooms you do and repel all those in favor of keeping you small. It’s a part of you that makes no sense to emerge now and yet, erotic identity’s signatures include non-linearity, a feeling of cringing at oneself and a heat that has already started burning down the familiar. You’re being invited to recreate yourself according to what you most desire. The other option is to identify with what must go but you’re ready for more life, not less. Now, you’re meant to catch fire and keep looking yourself in the eye. The part of you that doesn’t burn is the oldest one—older than your shame, older than your fear. When you feel a lick of fire, listen for the ancient language in your body. You don’t need a lover to feel the pulse of erotic power. You are the erotic event. Everything starts from here, from you, from the mouth of the wound you dared to keep open. Let your desire be the voice that resurrects you. Let it name you. Let the heat reveal who’s been here all along.
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