The Big Mood: Mer­cury goes direct

One week, one mood: Moya Lothian-Mclean’s deep-dive into the feel of the week.

Great news! Mer­cury is no longer in ret­ro­grade! As of 31st July 2019 it went direct”.

What does this mean? Noth­ing. Absolute­ly fuck all. 

Oh alright, I’ll play along. Ret­ro­grade”, in astro­log­i­cal terms, means when a plan­et appears to go back­wards in orbit. It is an opti­cal illu­sion but, accord­ing to astrol­o­gy, ensures that for the dura­tion of the appar­ent ret­ro­grade, what­ev­er aspect of life that plan­et sup­pos­ed­ly con­trols will also be going back­wards” too. 

And don’t we know it.

Mer­cury rules trav­el, com­mu­ni­ca­tion, con­tracts, codes – you know, those incred­i­bly spe­cif­ic lit­tle details in life – so while it’s in ret­ro­grade, these may be fucked up for you. Going direct”, so to speak, just means things are back in order. Apparently.

Of course for the next two-weeks, Mer­cury is still in retro-shade” so no fear, you’ve got anoth­er 14 days in which to blame absolute­ly every­thing that goes tits-up on the whims of a large ball of gas. After that… well it goes back to being your own fault, you feck­less los­er (“that’s anoth­er kind of retro-shade’,” she snapped).

Mer­cury ret­ro­grade, Mer­cury direct, Mer­cury get­ting down in the DMs… appor­tion­ing respon­si­bil­i­ty else­where and avoid­ing indi­vid­ual agency is not just the mood of the week (although Boris John­son drop­ping an inves­ti­ga­tion into the Tory MP who choke-slammed a woman because it was a mat­ter for the pre­vi­ous PM makes it hor­ri­bly rel­e­vant) it’s the mood of the mil­len­ni­al generation. 

Under­stand­able, isn’t it? We’ve been birthed into a well-oiled socio-eco­nom­ic sys­tem that ensure our paths are, for many, mapped out to a great degree, no mat­ter how unfair that seems. We would love to claw back some free will, some abil­i­ty to direct our fates but in lieu of that, we’ll take the stars.

Much more roman­tic to believe our lives are decid­ed by the move­ments of the uni­verse, rather than man-made struc­tures of oppres­sion. To have faith in a nar­ra­tive that tran­scends the grub­bi­ness of human­i­ty lends our exis­tence much greater mean­ing and keeps us going when obsta­cles seem insurmountable. 


There’s a time lim­it on shit­ty expe­ri­ences when you adhere to astrol­o­gy; Mer­cury ret­ro­grade lasts about three weeks so just get through the three weeks. There’s an end in sight. And if that end doesn’t mate­ri­alise, well here’s the expla­na­tion: retro-shade. Just hang on a lit­tle longer and it will all be fine. 

But remove those beliefs and you’re left with no hope; just end­less bleak hori­zon, stretch­ing to infin­i­ty. Ain’t that a kick in the head! So you know what, have your ret­ro­grades and ris­ings and plan­e­tary returns. Maybe we all need a lit­tle astro-mag­ic. Big mood.

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