Missiles in the Sky, Rage in the Stars
Metaphysical Tools for Transmuting War Energy into Collective Power and Rooted Peace
When a nation casts bombs across seas, the vibration reaches us all. The United Statesā recent Bā2 airstrikes on Iranian facilities, directed by Donald Trump, do more than inflame geopolitical tensions, they churn the undercurrents of ancestral memory, survival instinct, and sacred outrage. This āTrump Doctrineā of sudden force and retreat is not new. Itās the old war mask, worn again with different teeth. But underneath, the frequency is the same: fear posing as power, dominance mistaken for destiny.
Energetically, we are watching Mars combust. Not in sacred purpose, but in raw reactivity. Mars, the planet of action, assertion, and the sacred masculineācurrently squares Pluto, the underworld excavator. This square slices through illusion. Pluto demands we witness the root rot. Mars tries to charge ahead anyway. What weāre seeing on the world stage is the cosmic consequence of that dissonance: reaction without reflection, aggression without accountability.
But fire is not evil. Fire is the alchemist. It can burn forests or light hearths. And as witches, healers, grid-workers, and keepers of ancestral wisdom, we know that war in the outer world is often a mirror of the war within. We are not powerless, even when missiles fly. Our altars, our breath, our unshakable witness, they matter.