On April 7, 2021

Let time do the hard work

By Cassandra Tyndall

Regardless of your location on the globe, April brings a change in the weather. In some parts, such as where I’m from, the night creeps up on the day. While in other parts, the evenings grow longer in anticipation for an endless summer. With the turn of the seasons, brings a turn in focus and a change in direction.

Now in the second quarter of 2021, you may begin to think about some of your personal goals and aspirations differently. Some of those New Year resolutions may have been achieved, some attempted but failed, while others simply lost their importance. The astrology of this week doesn’t look particularly hopeful for kicking major life goals, but it may support you in restoking your motivational fires for the days, weeks and months ahead.

Allow yourself the luxury of daydreaming, imagining and envisioning – you know – the kind of things we’re encouraged to do as children, but are seen as irresponsible as an adult! Sunday brings the first New Moon in the sign of Aries that kickstarts the astrological New Year. Light a candle, write in your journal or create a vision board Sunday 10:30 p.m. Eastern time and watch your manifestations materialize.

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