The Utter Reflection of Earth and Air: Venus opposes Saturn.

On the 10th and 11th of October 2025, Venus in Virgo stands across from Saturn retrograde in Pisces, a meeting that feels less like conflict and more like a quiet reckoning. It is the kind of conversation that happens beneath the surface, where the heart meets its own truth. And then, on October 13th, Venus will move onward, crossing the threshold into Libra, returning to the airy grace of her own home, where she is in her masculine communicative form.

For now, she lingers in Virgo, tending the details of devotion. Her love is humble and exacting, spun from the wish to make something pure, something lasting. She notices what others pass by, the thread unravelling at the edge of a promise, the gesture that says more than words ever could. Venus in Virgo gives herself through care, not the grand gesture, but the steady hand.

Let's not forget that right now, we just went through Eclipse season and that the North Node is next to Saturn in Pisces, and the South Node is next to Venus in Virgo, that's a powerful omen.

Between them, the mirror breathes. Love meeting its own reflection in Time.

Across the sky, Saturn moves backward through Pisces, patient and slow, dissolving illusions where love has confused sacrifice with sincerity. He is the quiet weight that asks, “What endures?” His gaze softens the edges of fantasy but deepens the roots of truth. Saturn retrograde in Pisces reminds us that compassion without clarity can drown itself, and that boundaries, when held with grace, can be a form of love.

When they face each other, something ancient unfolds. We are asked to look gently at the balance between giving and receiving, between the dream and its structure. This is not a punishment, but a refinement, a chance to bring integrity into tenderness, to honor what is fragile by making it real.

Then Venus begins to move, her feet brushing the last harvest fields of Virgo. She carries what she has learned, that love needs form, that devotion can be sacred without becoming burden, and she walks toward Libra, the horizon glowing with soft, balanced light.

By October 13th, she enters her domicile, exhaling as if she has come home after a long journey. Here the air opens. The precision of Virgo turns to poise, the discipline of care becomes the art of harmony. In Libra, Venus rediscovers her ease. She remembers that love is not perfected but shared, that balance is not stillness but movement between two hearts willing to listen.

Her passage from earth to air is a gentle transformation. What was once crafted now begins to breathe. What was once duty becomes dialogue. The heart, newly polished by its own honesty, begins to mirror beauty again, not as perfection, but as relationship.

Perhaps this is what the sky whispers now, that love matures through contrast, that discernment and grace are two petals of the same flower. As Venus settles into Libra’s morning light, the world seems to soften. The work of love becomes lighter, the air more forgiving, and what we have tended so carefully begins, at last, to sing.

Much love to all, Valentina.