Contact Me For A Reading
At the moment I can offer two types of readings. My internet connection is very poor, so zoom and FaceTime won’t work.
I’m offering a fortune for 75$. I will look at your chart and identify the most important planetary transits your undergoing at the moment. I will explain their significance and potential effect. I will also pull a few cards to ask about the effects of the transits in your life. These should be ready in a day or two.
The other thing I’m offering is an astrology report. These will be like my posts in the Saints and Serial Killers section of my site. They start at 200$. I will chose an important section of your chart and explore it with astrology and tarot cards. I will include information about the Nodes. They generally run to about 20 pages. All original writing, they take at least two weeks to complete and deliver. I will email you a link to the document as soon as I am finished.
Contact me at theageofpegasus@gmail.com
About the Astrologer
I connect my divination practices with my love for the beauty of night.
I was raised Catholic, Irish Catholic in the suburbs of Philadelphia. I had a very normal american upbringing. I defiantly wasn’t raised witchy or pagan or remotely anything like that. But our gods call to us and finding magic has always been central to my path.
I remember the day. I was walking home from school one day, and I decided to decide that magic was real. I decided not to care if it was “really” real or not, and I decided to go about my business as if it was. I just loved magic too much to live without it.
At the time, in the early 90’s, there wasn’t alot of resources on the topics, but I managed to get my hands on some of the old classics like, “The Practical Guide to Psychic Self-Defense” by Melita Denning and Osbourne Philllips.
The other thing that happened, that I did not realize was connected, was that at onset of puberty, my insomnia blossomed and my lifetime of fucked up sleeping habits began.
Since I was wide awake all night, I had plenty of time to read weird books and do weird meditation exercises. I also would frequently sneak out of the house and wander my neighborhood, admiring the beauty of the night.
Another contributing factor to my journey was the avaibility of psychoactive drugs during my teenage years. Growing up near Philadelphia I guess I was in the sweet spot. The neighborhood I grew up in was very suburban, and there wasn’t street drugs readily available generally… I didn’t know it at the time, but I guess when the Dead came through town, they brought the stuff with them. Enough so that I got some.
It came in the summer, those cute little squares of paper. Two was plenty. Sometimes it was strong! Acid changed me forever, and it made me smarter, at least that’s what it felt like. Being unencumbered from the ego for a few hours now and then really deepened my understanding of myself, and therefor all people. Those were amazing experiences. I would cry and hide under the bed if I had to eat acid now, at my age, but it was perfect for my teenage self.
Eventually as a young adult I moved to Alaska. Alaska was totally crazy. I fell in love with it during the summer and decided to stay. Besides the amazing landscape and entertainingly crazy inhabitants, Alaska offered me freedoms that weren’t avaibalew in the rest of america. I considered it “part-time” capitalism. It’s not uncommon here for people to work their asse off during the beautiful and brief summers, and then spend the winter in their pajamas in their little cabins reading books. As I had decided not to go to college, in favor of working on my writing, this was the perfect place for me. I finally had time to read and write, I spent my winters readings history and astrology books, working on my writing and pulling tarot cards.
The second winter I lived in Alaska I found a place to squat in the woods. It was someone’s old cabin up on Crossman’s Ridge, off the roads and without running water and electricity. Luckily the people that lived out further had snow machine and they made a nice track I could walk on the mile from the parking area to the cabin I stayed in. I lived on rice and beans. It was hard work sometimes, learning to deal with wood heat and working the old propane lamps that were at the cabin, half the time freezing my ass off. But I got the chance to live without electricity for two years, and it was magical. It was a beautiful place to listen to the world and heal after a somewhat tumultuous adolescence.
After a few years of living Alaska, I met my now husband, and we decided to be fishermen together. Do to my still messed up sleeping habits, I eventually became the one to drive the boat at night while everyone else slept. We lived on our boat for a few years, around the island of Kodiak and in the Prince William Sound. These are beautiful places. I spent hours and hours driving through these places, slowly, spending the night with the ocean and mountains. Sometimes during the full moon we would turn off the big keg lights and then I could see all around, instead of just the small bright spot of light we brought with us. I’ll never forget coming up the Shelicoff to the entrance of the Cupreonoff Straight, with the long smooth rollers tipping the boat up and down and the moonlight rocking us over the waves.
Now I live in a somewhat rural area in a small cabin with my family. It is quite in our nigheborhod, and there’s isn’t much light pollution, so I am still able to spend time with the night. I have spent alot of time in my life outside, and especially outside at night.
I wasn’t born pagan and I never had a teacher other than life itself and all the friends and loves that it has brought me, but I feel like these experiences and my lifestyle really have enhanced my intuition and given me space to listen to the gods.
