As I celebrate my 56th new year, I am overwhelmed with love. I walk outside and take in the night sky. It is incredible how crystal clear it is. I remember when I was young, living in the city of Denver, I hardly ever noticed the dimly lit constellations through the fog of light pollution. It is almost humorous to recall the way we treated the mountains, as some sort of escapist entertainment, to be visited only on weekends. We would sit in cars for hours on the interstate in ski traffic, the exhaust of tiny metal boxes curling up into the mountain air as far as the eye could see. I sometimes wish I could go back and tell my younger self how badly she needed to see the stars. She certainly thought about them alot. She was so passionate about astrology and the cosmos. If only she knew back then the deeper desires of her heart. But time was kind to her—more kind than she could ever have fathomed.
Taking in the stars, I think of the planets, the wandering stars. I have studied astrology for so many years now, it is second nature to me. As is the cosmological worldview I so hoped to embody when I was young. I was desperate for connection then, we all were. I remember the way we had distanced ourselves from the earth. The way we all were mystified at the onslaught of mental illness, the way every young person was continually diagnosed with anxiety and depression. I don’t know why I couldn’t see it more clearly then—my own inner vision had not yet escaped the light pollution. It was our separation from the earth that was making us sick, our separation from each other, from the stars, from the entire cosmos. The answer was so simple, it was never mental illness. It was homesickness.
I grab my Telelens glasses from their wooden case. I remember being concerned and hopeful when Apple revealed the Vision Pro in 2023, back when Pluto first entered Aquarius. Back then, I truly couldn’t fathom what the next 20 years would hold for the future of technology and humanity. I trace the curves of the roses on the hand carved wood. The spectacles inside looked timeless. When new technologies first made their debut, I remember they all looked so clunky and silly, in an attempt to appear chic and futuristic. Now the future has seamlessly integrated into the present, achieving a certain timelessness and appreciation for beauty. The wooden box is from my little brother. When we were younger, he was a financial advisor for a wealth management company, but with the collapse of the economic system, he followed his passions to become a carpenter.
I put on my glasses and find Pluto in the night sky, so easy to see now that we’ve eliminated light pollution. I overlay a lens of my natal chart and see that she is hovering over my natal Saturn placement in the sign of Pisces, the fishes. I think back to when I was 29, when Saturn was there, at the same degree, returning, and ushering in my adulthood. Back then, I could have never fathomed the work that Saturn was calling me to. I remember being so disconnected from nature and terrified of what the age of artificial intelligence might bring. Little did I know that we were collectively on the brink of incredible breakthroughs that really did save the world. As a child, saving the world was always one of my favorite literary tropes—I loved to imagine that every day someone somewhere saved the world and we didn’t even know it. Honestly, that idea feels more true to me now than it ever did. I think about the way the world is saved, every day, by every person. The prolonging of human existence, the regeneration of the planet eternally sustained.
I think back to my own stained glass tile in the mosaic of our sacred salvation story. I was never a scientist and lacked a lot of hard skills when it came to enacting the much needed changes on the planet. I didn’t know how to write code or develop augmented realities. I was not a politician or a celebrity. My platform then was small but ever growing. I had never wished for fame, but as the suffering on the planet increased, I found within me the courage to desire an audience. I was a philosopher—a seed planted in me in my youth, ever eternally sprouted into the belief that thought was at the heart of action. Maybe I couldn’t be the one to build the technology to reverse climate change, but I could help inspire and cultivate a spirit of care within the people who could. (It ended up that artificial intelligence and technology were the true conduits of societal change and creative solutions to the planetary crisis. We simply needed to wield technology as a tool of positive social change.) And so I poured my heart into changing the way we conceived our relationships to technology, to the earth, and to each other. I focused my efforts in instilling seeds of self-belief and change in every person. As a young astrologer, I looked for the absolute best in each person and tried to find threads of social change in their chart. By encouraging individuals to tap into their unique gifts and talents, every day I wanted to contribute to individual momentum that would lead to collective momentum in creating a cooperative society. But I knew I had to do more than that. People needed support from their communities, which had been close to decimated at that point, the pandemic delivering a nearly fatal blow.
The way I saw it, we desperately needed community, but we also needed communities that connected around what caused our hearts to cry out in the deep pain of disconnection. I started the Denver Consciousness Group as a first step in gathering people together to discuss the problems facing our society, and come up with creative solutions together. It was so wonderful watching that group flourish, and the way it inspired other similar groups to spring up around the country, as well as around the globe. People coming together in think tanks, quickly turned into people creating communities together, buying land together, rallying and opposing oppressive systems together. Right thinking really did lead to right action. Together, we moved past the postmodern ideas that had kept us from seeking this rightness and restorative justice. We saw the way our modern structures lacked beauty and sustainability, and found our voices on the world stage to advocate change that changed the way we existed within nature.
Together, we dismantled the hold that capitalism had over our society. Back then, so many people were stuck in survival mode. So many gifts left untapped, so many lives and dreams left unlived at the hands of corporate greed. I realized that in order to dismantle capitalism on a collective level, I had to first dismantle the spell it had over my own life. This required grueling shadow work for me, as I had always struggled with deep insecurities of not having enough and not being enough. For me, like many others, buying things secured a certain sense of safety in the world. I had to create a system of safety for myself that had nothing to do with appearances or material items. Once I did, I was able to share and inspire others to do the same. To reject materialism and societal beauty standards, and advocate for more fulfilling and wholesome uses of our time and money. This was one stream in a river of voices that convinced billionaires, and even millionaires, of the cost to their own health and wealth to hold so much of the world’s resources. With a spirit of profound and hard wrought compassion, everyone began to see their own inner and wounded child, and the way they subconsciously tried to protect themselves at the expense of others.
In 2025, after finishing my dissertation, I launched the Saturn Project. My studies had led me to understand psychedelic integration as a powerful tool of restructuring our lives and internal narratives. Integration provided the structure after the experience, the way of making meaning and giving form to the formless, body to spirit. There were two massive concurrent movements at that time—psychedelics and artificial intelligence. I played my part in the movement by encouraging people to see the movements as complimentary. Integration became a process I advocated for beyond making sense of a psychedelic experience. Integration would be the process that helped us wield technology into the natural world in a way that created a thriving society and planet beyond our wildest dreams. By increasing access to psychedelics, the earth was able to communicate with people at unprecedented rates with extraordinary levels of understanding. The insights the collective gained from our shared experiences with ancient earth wisdom were really what changed the world. I served as an advocate for proper use and integration and created communities that would support the tangible implementation of the lessons taught to us by the mycelium networks. Like the mushrooms, we strengthened our own networks and together learned what we needed to do to restore balance and harmony to the ecosystem, ushering in a deep, collective healing. It was an honor to witness.
I had started the Saturn Project as a way of naming and bringing further attention to systems of integration and support for people in a world that so desperately needed new structures. Back then, capitalism had pushed everyone into studio apartments and single family homes, extracting the most money from every individual by isolating them from communities. The system we were in advocated against shared meals, shared bills, shared housing, shared childcare. Families were left to whatever resources they had time to gather and often fought to make ends meet. The Saturn Project was an initiative against this system. The archetype of Saturn represents restriction and contraction, as well as time and tradition. It is the material world, the reality principle, and the governing consequence of our actions. This initiative was designed to harness the powers of the Saturnian archetype and gather people with the specific mission of creating tangible change in the way we structure and define our society and roles within it. It was an encouragement around personal responsibility and autonomy. So many people had given up their sense of duty with taking care of each other and the planet because of the disempowerment we experienced at the hands of mega-corporations and corrupt political systems. The Saturn Project helped re-empower people through redefining the role they might play in improving their own condition as well as the planetary condition. Through community funding and efforts, we were able to purchase communal spaces and land that served as sacred spaces where new structures could be implemented. Like the consciousness group, the reach of the Saturn project spread globally, bringing wisdom, tradition, and structure to communities around the world.
One of the main tangible actions of the Saturn Project was the implementation of the wisdom councils. This was our counter move to the systems of government that operated on pure economics. The wisdom councils were formed as Pluto moved through Aquarius, the sign of the collective, and brought power back to the people. With respected elders and leaders in each community, people were more inspired than ever to mature into radiant, compassionate, and effective human beings. The shining example of people who were conscious and took deep responsibility for their community and the planet was truly what saved the world. It created a spirit and age of care and cooperation, that no advancement in technology, space, or time could hold a candle to. It was a resurgence of the honoring of the human heart. The beauty of the human experience now uplifted in such a way, that the apocalyptic fears of the past could not touch our resiliency.
Today, we are not without challenges, and there are many things facing our species that demand our attention. But the spirit of the age feels so vastly different and empowered, I am overwhelmed with confidence in our resiliency, creativity, and compassion for all beings, so very different from how I felt at 29. I was so depleted from trying to effect change in a system where I felt so little power and autonomy. I was not at peace with the passage of time. My mental health was suffering, and I was overwhelmed with loneliness and grief. There were times I wanted to give up, but I didn’t. Celebrating this new year, I am so beyond grateful that I didn’t. I have always fought to find the beauty in the world, but in 2050, it is hardly a fight. I pull my blanket tighter around me. The winter air is bone-chilling and beautiful, the earth happy to be returned to her optimal temperature for sustaining life. I am so grateful to all the kind souls who gave their all so that I could be here, we all could be here today. Home. Each of us, like wandering stars, somehow wandered into our perfect alignments. I have come to trust my own alignments with others, to put full faith in human connection and our great romance and alignment with the cosmos. I have a deeper friendship with Father Time and Mother Earth than ever before, and feel so held in the entirety of existence. Every step of the way, their guidance has led us into profound healing in accordance with an unfathomable yet perfect timing. Each year, I understand their cycles more, and feel more gratitude to have caught the unique passage of time that I did—the time the world saved us.