🐭 The Cat, the Mouse, and the Bomb: Sun Conjunct Jupiter in Cancer June 24th

There’s a certain cosmic irony in today’s alignment. And I admit I have been playing mouse on my vacation and ‘hoping’ it all works out. And I still think it will. But I had to hop on.

The Sun and Jupiter, two luminous giants of vitality and expansion, meet in the sign of Cancer — the sign of home, womb, land, and kin. This should be a signature of peace, of nurturing growth, of waves washing clean old wounds.

But at 3° Cancer, the Sabian symbol reads:

“A cat arguing with a mouse.”

On a global stage? We’re watching just that. Predator and prey locked in a cartoonish but deadly dance — one that echoes history’s most tired scripts. There’s a ceasefire, yes. But it feels like the long inhale before another chaotic push.

Because shadowing this union is Pluto in Aquarius, forming a tight quincunx to the Sun-Jupiter conjunction — a frictional angle of irritation and adjustment. This is the wild card. The disruptor. The digital underworld murmuring beneath the shell of domestic peace. It’s the hacker in the basement while a peace treaty is signed upstairs.

This quincunx can feel like invisible pressure: something doesn’t fit, doesn’t flow. Old power structures chafe under the promise of a new way. Expansion and optimism (Jupiter) must navigate the deep undercurrents of collective transformation (Pluto). We can’t bypass the shadows anymore.

So today, let’s get honest:

• Where are you trying to “keep the peace” at the expense of truth?

• Are you the cat, the mouse, or the observer watching the dance and choosing not to play?

• What parts of you are arguing when they really want integration?

Tomorrow’s New Moon in Cancer asks for deep, embodied commitment to care. But today — today asks us to reckon with what we’re feeding. The mouse. The cat. Or the shadow hiding behind the scenes.

Choose wisely, little beasties.

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Much love,

Lumina 🐾✨

(…off to gnaw through some old narrative threads)