Pisces ♓️ Season - The End and Start
Neptune and Saturn Zero Degrees - What will fall apart and what will be rebuild?
Zero degrees.
That sacred inhale before life takes its first cry.
Here we are — just three days into Pisces season ♓️ — and the sky is already whispering prophecy. A Waxing Crescent Moon, tender and intentional, asking us: What are you choosing to build? And at the same time… What must dissolve first?
Neptune at zero degrees of Aries ♈️.
Saturn at zero degrees of Aries ♈️.
Zero degrees is raw potential. It is spiritual infancy. It is unfiltered fire meeting divine instruction.
And during Pisces season — the final sign of the zodiac — we are standing at the edge of endings while the spark of beginnings flickers in our hands.
I feel this one deeply.
Pisces is the ocean. The womb. The memory keeper. It is where we dissolve ego, illusions, old identities, addictions to suffering, and stories that kept us small. And now with Neptune — ruler of Pisces — stepping into Aries, the dream no longer floats. The dream ignites.
What will fall away?
Victim consciousness will fall away.
Spiritual bypassing will fall away.
Waiting for permission will fall away.
Neptune in Aries says, “Your vision is not meant to be fantasized. It is meant to be embodied.”
Saturn in Aries is even more direct. Saturn is the teacher. The architect. The karmic accountant. At zero degrees, he is not whispering — he is laying foundation stones.
Under this Waxing Crescent Moon, the universe is not asking you to rush. It is asking you to commit.
The Waxing Crescent is intention energy. It is fragile but powerful. Like striking a match in a dark room. You must shield it with your hands so the wind of doubt does not extinguish it.
Old identities rooted in confusion will fall away.
If you have been saying: “I don’t know who I am.” “I’m waiting for clarity.” “I’ll start when I’m ready.”
Aries does not wait.
Aries moves.
But here is the spiritual paradox — Pisces season reminds us that true action is not ego-driven force. It is soul-aligned courage.
This story feels like a temple being washed by waves. The ocean (Pisces) clears the debris — outdated relationships, misaligned partnerships, procrastinated dreams, fear of visibility. And as the water recedes, Aries arrives with hammer and fire.
Saturn rebuilds structure. Neptune rebuilds vision. The Moon rebuilds faith.
What is being rebuilt?
Self-leadership.
Not dominance. Not aggression. Self-leadership.
We are rebuilding trust in our own instincts. Aries rules the head — the mind — the spark of “I Am.” And when Neptune enters here, intuition becomes action. Psychic knowing becomes movement.
For those who have felt spiritually tired… that fatigue will fall away. For those who have carried karmic burdens that were never theirs… that weight dissolves.
This is a reset of divine will.
Under this Waxing Crescent Moon, I see souls kneeling in quiet prayer — not asking for rescue, but asking for strength.
And strength is being granted.
Saturn in Aries rebuilds discipline around passion. No more scattered energy. No more half-finished visions. No more shrinking to keep others comfortable.
Neptune in Aries rebuilds holy courage. The kind that says: “I see the illusion. And I choose truth.” “I feel the fear. And I move anyway.” “I release the fantasy. And I become the vision.”
And because we are only three days into Pisces season, this is gentle but undeniable.
You may feel it as restlessness. You may feel it as clarity. You may feel it as a quiet knowing that something in your life simply cannot continue as it has.
Let it fall.
Let the false timelines fall. Let the outdated self-image fall. Let the version of you who needed approval fall.
Because what is being rebuilt is sovereign.
The Waxing Crescent does not promise completion. It promises growth. It promises momentum. It promises that if you tend the flame now, it will become a wildfire later.
Zero degrees is not weakness. It is sacred beginning.
Neptune and Saturn standing together in Aries say:
“Dream it. Structure it. Become it.”
And Pisces season wraps this initiation in compassion, reminding us that endings are not punishments. They are preparation.
What falls away is illusion without action.
What is rebuilt is faith with fire.
And I, for one, am choosing to build. ♈️♓️
