Hello lovely people! 🌿 Here's a little update for the week ahead... This week we're diving into one of the most fascinating parts of astrology as we begin exploring the 8th House. It's a house that's often misunderstood, but it's full of rich symbolism around transformation, intimacy, trust, shared resources, endings, beginnings, healing, and the deeper currents that shape our lives. I can't wait to explore it with you. There is one small change to this week's schedule. I'm moving things around slightly because I'm taking a day off to celebrate Carl's birthday with a long day out together with the children. Family time doesn't come along nearly often enough, so we're making the most of it. ❤️(If you're new here, @Carl Munson is my gorgeous, tea delivering, husband) This week's timetable is now: 🌙 Wednesday - 9am UK – Classroom: The 8th House (Premium) 🌙 Wednesday - 8pm UK – Classroom: The 8th House (Premium) ✨ Thursday - 9am UK – Live Lab: The 8th House (Premium) ✨ Thursday - 8pm UK – Live Lab: The 8th House (Premium) 🌑 Friday - 8pm UK – New Moon in Cancer Forecast (Open to everyone – Freemium & Premium) Thank you, as always, for your flexibility. I think you're going to love this week's conversations. The 8th House has a way of inviting us into some of the deepest, most meaningful discussions we have together. See you all very soon! Louisa 🥰❤️

Something that hit me, way back an aeon or so ago when 2026 got its boots on and jumped out of bed– someone said "Keep a 2026 diary".. This is not going to happen again. So I did. In my inimitable way.-- In both Chinese, English and my own weird kind of poetry. Because I adore writing poems that do not actually have much in the way of words. I think I am the only one who feels like this. All the other birds in the nest look at me oddly and throw the “cuckoo” word around. Yeah I definitely have some Aries and Mr Chironpants issues. Not to mention houses, One, Two, Three and Four. Sigh. More weirdness landed this week. I timestamp my diary entries, and sign them, because this is a diary. And I am writing it. But today, for no apparent reason I wrote for someone. Specifically for my dead brother.. And for my dead mum. So from My Notebook For No One– by 松鸦Ravens Sōng yā means “Pine Jay” 2026, 26 June,夜晚, yèwǎn, night 松鸦Ravens Mum… ah— the simple pleasure of mushroom soup and bedtime. 妈... 啊—蘑菇汤， 睡觉， 简简单单的快乐。 ________________________________ 2026, 16 June 6.05pm 松鸦Ravens 哥,秋天的光都累了。 冬天一来，跟做梦一样。 我心里沉得很， 有个朋友-- 走了. Bro, autumn’s brightness grows tired, winter arrives in a dream. heart heavy, my friend- gone. Gaadualy, grad…ually a whole year worth of these are piling up. For no apparent reason. But it seems to be important for me to do right now. Maybe because the world is changing and something seems to be leaving. Something important.

My chronic sunburn is abating, and I'm a lot more comfortable speaking in public again!! I've just finished recording a specific session about Houses, and calculations (whole signs and Placidus) which hopefully will really help it land for you. And I'm about to record something else on House polarity, so I will post both later on. Tomorrow, I want us to look at our charts in the Live Lab and explore our polarities and what we make them mean. Really looking forward to seeing you tomorrow at the usual times. Much love xxxx

After my camping trip, I've managed to give myself the most spectacular case of sunburn I've had in years! I sat in nature all afternoon on a warm, but breezy and really overdcast day. I won't do that again! I've ended up with a swollen eye, a very red and blistered face, blisters all over my back and I'm feeling pretty wiped out from the heat. So I've decided to give my body a couple of days to recover and won't be delivering our live classes tomorrow. I will still be posting the material for you, so you'll be able to listen and continue with the material as planned. It will be posted later on in the day. Thank you for your understanding while I cool down, rehydrate, and remember that even pale English roses need shade. 🌹☀️ As I write, I'm sat top to toe slathered in mashed aloe from my garden! x With love, Louisa ✨ The view from our tent. My kids playing with pinecones whilst we took the tent down.

Standing still at solstice She stood still at the top of the in-breath. Full, so full from the cerulean depths of the sky. Glimmers of sparking light, teasingly bounce across the water, unaware of the slow, quiet power beneath. Feeling her feet sending roots of her being into the heart of the earth with each step. Knowing within and without who she is but not knowing how or what or where or why. Each breathe another movement in the cycle, understanding that each step does not bring her any closer to the destination. It doesn’t shorten the distance between here and there. Each step a choice, a change, a chance to feel flow in the stillness. Rivka Rose (AKA @Rebecca Reese ) (from Seeking and Hiding; www.rivkarose.uk )