A Black woman floats underwater, wrapped in flowing translucent fabric that moves like spirit. Her head tilts back slightly, eyes closed in soft surrender. Glowing orbs rise around her, casting gentle light across her skin. Her body language speaks of deep trust—held, protected, and entirely unhurried.

Beyond the Backspin

Beyond the Backspin Reclaiming the Power of Retrogrades Retrogrades are not detours. They are directional shifts meant to bring us into deeper harmony with time, truth, and transformation. The collective often treats these planetary moments like warning sirens—especially when Mercury is involved. Social media floods with memes and panic, as if a retrograde is a cosmic trick played on us rather than an invitation to slow down and realign. But that’s not how I experience them. Not anymore. At Healing through Visions, I meet retrograde energy with presence, not panic. When a planet stations retrograde, it doesn’t actually move backward—it appears to. This illusion of reversal is symbolic, not sinister. It signals a time when that planet’s themes become more internalized, more reflective, more potent…

A radiant Black woman stands tall in a glowing field of gladiolus at golden hour, draped in flowing golden and deep red fabric. Her eyes are closed, head tilted gently upward, as if listening to something older than time. Her natural hair rises like a crown of fire—wild, regal, unmistakably Leo. The August sky blazes behind her in streaks of molten orange and indigo, echoing both heat and harvest. Gladiolus blooms sway around her feet like witnesses. She stands in full presence, embodying the sacred tension of August—soft and fierce, still and ignited, a living altar of remembrance and becoming.

Awaken the Flame

Awaken the Flame Step Boldly into August with Radiance, Power and Purpose Before you read, take a deep breath. Let your body soften. Let this message meet you where you are. I wake up with fire in my chest. Not urgency—clarity. Not chaos—conviction. August is here, and I feel it. In my spine, in my skin, in the space around me. Something about this month always lights me up. It’s not just the heat or the Sun sitting in Leo. It’s the remembering. The way August carries both softness and strength. The way it calls me back to the core of who I am. This is the month I stop hiding. The month I say it out loud. The month I embody everything I whispered…

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