Hermes is back in black—again. Only this time, he’s wearing his psychopomp cloak, carrying receipts from the underworld, and muttering something about “unfinished business.”
Mercury retrograde returning to Scorpio isn’t a mere inconvenience of lost emails or late Amazon packages. No, Storm Chasers, this is Mercury with a lantern, illuminating what you’ve tried to bury in the back of your mind since last fall. The trickster is in therapy now, and guess what? You’re the patient.
Every twelve years, Jupiter takes a sentimental detour through Cancer, the sign of hearth fires, home-cooked wisdom, and emotional nesting. But this time, the planet of growth, faith, and philosophical sprawl has thrown his luggage in reverse. Jupiter retrograde in Cancer doesn’t expand outward — he calls a family meeting in your psyche’s kitchen and asks, “Sweetheart, who exactly have you been feeding?”
When the Sun gallops into Sagittarius, the psychic landscape shifts from brooding gothic cathedral to temple of open skies. After weeks of emotional excavation in Scorpio — where we danced with our shadows, faced our demons, and possibly rage-cleaned our social media feed — the Sun now bursts out of the underworld dripping in revelation, smelling faintly of sage and singed karma.
Astrological Forecast: November 3–9, 2025
This week is the last calm breath before Mercury throws the car into reverse — if you can call a week with Mars, Uranus, and a Full Moon in Taurus calm. The Messenger God isn’t technically retrograde until Sunday, but you can already hear the gears grinding. Emails vanish into the void, autocorrect commits slander, and people start resurrecting conversations you swore were dead and buried. Welcome to the pre-show of Mercury Retrograde, where foreshadowing is the main event.
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Let’s begin with the image: a clever sailor staring down a horizon that keeps moving. The winds shift, the map curls at the edges, and the stars—normally faithful—wink like they’re in on a joke. That’s Mercury stationing retrograde in Sagittarius: the mind’s loudspeaker swivels inward, the road grows scenic (without asking our permission), and the Trickster invites us on a vision quest with a fine-tip highlighter.
Uranus, that celestial anarchist, has spent the past few months joyriding through early Gemini—tweeting chaos, disrupting group chats, and making us all feel like our brains were running on ten tabs of espresso. But now, the sky god is shifting gears and moonwalking backward into Taurus, the sign of bull, where comfort, currency, and control rule the pasture.
