09/30/2026
✨This Venus Retrograde, we are closing out a nearly 100-year Venus cycle through Scorpio.
The Rose of Venus is created through the repeating relationship between Earth, Venus and the Sun. Roughly every 584 days, retrograde Venus meets the Sun at an inferior conjunction, and five of those conjunctions create the five points of the Venus Rose over about eight years.
But the Rose does not stay fixed.
Those points slowly move backward through the zodiac over generations, and one of those petals has been working its way through Scorpio for almost a century, beginning near 29° Scorpio in 1930 and arriving at 0° Scorpio now.
That means this is not just another Venus Retrograde in Scorpio.
It is the end of a long Scorpio chapter.
And when I think about Venus in Scorpio, I do not just think about s*x, death and transformation. (Please understand that I do not think Venus in Scorpio is inherently evil. Some of my closest loved ones have this placement and their undying loyalty is unmatched)
I think about what happens when our lives become entangled with other people. Marriage, s*x, money, dependency, inheritance, betrayal, abuse, consent, secrets, loyalty, jealousy, power, who controls the money, who gets to leave and what happens behind closed doors when nobody else is supposed to know.
The Shadow part of Venus in Scorpio.
Look at how much that terrain has changed over the last century.
Women gained more financial autonomy. Divorce changed. Sexuality changed. Reproductive autonomy changed. Our language around consent and abuse changed. Things that were once treated as private family business became legal, political and cultural conversations.
But those old rules did not simply disappear.
They got passed down.
Ideas about what women should tolerate. What loyalty means. What makes a “good” wife or mother. Who should control the money. Whether leaving is selfish. Whether speaking about what happened inside the family is betrayal.
That is where the Dark Feminine enters this for me.
Not the internet version where it means being mysterious and seductive.
I mean the repressed, the rejected and the oppressed.
The parts of the feminine that were pushed underground because they were too angry, too s*xual, too ambitious, too jealous, too disruptive, too unwilling to forgive, too unwilling to keep the peace.
The woman who leaves. The woman who says no. The woman who tells the family secret. The woman who names what happened behind closed doors. The woman who speaks and gets called crazy, vindictive, dramatic or dangerous because silence would have been easier for everyone else.
And this final eight-year petal did not begin gently.
Venus stationed retrograde in Scorpio on October 5, 2018.
Just over a week earlier, Christine Blasey Ford had testified publicly that Brett Kavanaugh s*xually assaulted her when they were teenagers, an allegation he denied. The country was already deep in the era, and suddenly the questions around women, s*xual violence, memory, credibility, power and reputation were impossible to avoid.
Kavanaugh was confirmed to the Supreme Court the day after Venus stationed retrograde.
That feels like a pretty damn clear opening scene for this final Scorpio petal.
Because the question was no longer just whether women would speak. It was what happens after they do.
Who gets believed? How much proof is enough? How much does a man's reputation matter compared with a woman's account of what happened? Does exposing something actually change who gets power, or do our institutions absorb the scandal and keep moving?
And how often have we watched allegations of s*xual misconduct exist right alongside political power?
Then there is the larger institutional history. For years, congressional workplace harassment claims could result in settlements paid through Treasury funds, one of the very things Congress was pressured to reform during the era. The 2018 Congressional Accountability Act reforms changed that system and required members to reimburse certain harassment awards and settlements.
So this final Scorpio petal opened with women demanding that what happened in private be taken seriously, and much of the eight years since has been one long argument over what accountability is actually supposed to look like once the secret is out.
We gained more language around consent, coercion, abuse and trauma, while also watching a backlash against feminism and reproductive autonomy. We saw move into the mainstream, and then watched people argue that it had gone too far. We watched women speak more openly while misogyny and the manosphere grew louder online.
It has felt like we take a step forward and somebody immediately starts dragging the conversation backward.
The repressed surfaces, and then the fight becomes whether it was ever supposed to have a voice in the first place.
And now look at the final years of this last petal since 2018
Epstein. Diddy. Trump. The uncovering of the website that taught thousands of men how to drug and r**e their wives, sisters, and more... And now... the Cornell 7. A fresh batch of young men chalked up to "boys being boys."
Completely different stories, but again we find ourselves circling s*x, secrecy, consent, money, betrayal, power, what happened privately, what can actually be proven and who controls the story once everybody starts looking.
Except now all of this is happening in an era of screenshots, recordings, archived posts and social media.
Secrets move differently now.
That does not mean exposure automatically equals truth. Social media can uncover something real and turn rumor into fact just as quickly.
But the relationship between secrecy and power has changed.
And I find it incredibly interesting that this is the world in which the Scorpio petal of the Venus Rose finally reaches 0°.
Then there is your own version of this cycle.
Go back to fall 2018.
Who or what were you tied to?
What was happening with love, s*x, money, trust, jealousy, dependency, loyalty, fear or power? What were you afraid to lose? What were you tolerating? What did you know was fu**ed up even then but were not ready to name yet?
And what happened next?
Because eight years later, you have the part you did not have then: hindsight.
You know what stayed. You know what broke. You know what that attachment cost you. You know whether the thing you were terrified of losing actually deserved that much power over you.
That is what I love about the Rose of Venus. It lets us come back to an old point with enough distance to actually see what the f**k we were looking at.
And this time, the Rose itself is moving on.
After almost a century of this petal working its way through Scorpio, this retrograde we will have reached 0°.
And I can't help but hold onto the hope for the Justice of Libra. 🌹
