Our Newest Book
Reclaiming Astrology from the Patriarchy
The Story of the Stolen Zodiac Begins
Coming Out in April 2025
From the Back Cover: This is the story of the Great Rebranding that created the patriarchy, and tried to turn women into second class citizens, one step up from livestock and dogs, and generally equal with horses. The events stretch from 500BC up to 1930 when Pluto was discovered. Like all serious conspiracies, their unraveling occurred because later generations believed their own advertising and pushed society out of balance, off the road and into a ditch.
At the core of this story is how and why the symbols of the twelve Signs of the Zodiac were changed. The original symbols served as a celestial blackboard for teaching generations of children about how to find food and manage resources in the proper seasons. The Signs were changed to serve the politics and religion that supported the patriarchy. Does this matter in our modern society? More people know their astrological Sign than their blood type, and the symbols they are relating to were designed to keep women down and steal their money and power! So yes, it matters! The other part of the story is how the Sacred Geometry connecting the celestial bodies to the seasons was broken. They built a symbolic wall that penned women into very restricted roles, while damaging the practice of Astrology for centuries by degrading its central philosophical tool.
That began to shift in 1920 when women demanded the vote. Then ten years later Pluto was discovered and a group of male Astrologers tried to break the geometry even more. Up to then men had a good run, doing whatever they wanted, like Adam in the Garden of Eden, before Eve showed up. But when the first modern computers were introduced In the 1940’s everything began changing because women were better typists. When the DaVinci Code was published people started believing that maybe there was a patriarchal conspiracy behind their troubles. Then twenty years later the Movie Barbie became a bright pink, billion dollar, anti-patriarchal manifesto, hidden, as they say in the movie, behind a giggle.