Cancer Season: It's Not All ðŸ˜
Divining your nostalgia to reparent and find nourishment, connecting with your ancestry, and so much more. Read for Cancer Season 101!
As Gemini's chatter and clownery fades, Cancer Season emerges like a vivid dream, bathing us in a sensory pool of nostalgia. For me, it smells like leather tack, dusty horses, and the unmistakable scent of chlorine in your hair. It tastes like diet coke and lemonade, with a side of crunchy egg rolls eaten during a summer storm. It feels like rebelliously staying up past bedtime, sprawled out on damp grass, gazing at the infinite night sky - quickly followed by a nagging worry if I'm "achieving enough with my spare time." It sounds like "Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch" by The Four Tops played from a tape cassette.
The beautiful thing about nostalgia? It's hyper-personal. Cancer season is a gate to nostalgia, and therewithin our personal mythology and guide to caring for ourselves. As we swim through my thoughts on Cancer season, our journey will end with a ritual for divining your own Nostalgia Cocktailâ„¢ to support you in reparenting yourself and finding nourishment.
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