Eleni

Proof of life and ongoing Janus contemplation on care for this increasingly Aquarian / Uranian season of life, bracing for the collective years ahead: The why of love, care and faith doesn’t stand the test of reason or logic. It requires trust to prove and cannot be proven unless there is trust. It is unreasonable by nature. But once that stops being the debated question, finding clarity becomes a lot easier, while holding competing truths. Pictured: 1. marble carving in Athens - photo is mine. Naming it « Janus finally facing itself » 2. 2021 Journal extract, first Janus contemplation 3. Wisdom from philosopher Bruno Latour, Uranus in Gemini native (Thank you @annaisorbiting for always feeding my brain with the good stuff)

Turns out I don’t need a space to hang out with Deneb Algedi, I just need to claim it. @luzpeuscovich @nicola.van.straaten @theleagueofstars grateful #denebalgedi #solann

Growth requires space. Big growth requires a lot more of it, a table, community, new rituals and practices, and reminders about magic from friends collected in the last year. This few weeks have been busy, dedicated to grounding and anchoring in the creative handmade space @fydani.space I joined this month, founded with a lot of love and care by the lovely humans of @mouries_collective . A space in Metaxourgio, a neighbourhood that like all in Athens, is visibly being transformed into a ghost town of past neighbourhood life, full of the smell of airbnbs, and a taverna turned bistro next door that is the first sign of shift it to kolonaki station. Gentrification is everywhere. Apparently the corner pharmacy just closed last month. However, some things remain. There is a mini market still going next door, Margarita across the street that has nice traditional coffee, and cooks small mezes with whatever she has that won’t go bad, nice toast and a bunch of regulars that gather daily, and watch how to make a million on TV and guess the answers together. They have been nice to hang out with, and my favorite space to plot upcoming collaborations. Athens is changing constantly, and we’re all participants in it, especially when we want to create and engage. I’ve spent my whole life trying to make peace with the inevitability of change and how to navigate it and it’s going to the main theme of my creative work and experimentation in community in this space. While change is inevitable however much I tend to resist it or rush it, witnessing continuity is soothing to me and reminds me to slow down. Like the mosaic floors that reminds me of home. Or older people that give you life advice without knowing you, and remind you that health is the most important thing to a life well lived and the rest will come and go, and that art, song and stories are what remains and what the soul craves. I’m exited to see what change, I will create and facilitate with others here, and for the stories that will be woven or re-woven in this cosy container full of love and craft and inspiring messes. More to come! and message me if you fancy a visit!

I am earth, I am water, I am air And a hell of a lot of fire I finally trust myself to wield We are all that and ether And this life is a special gift * * * I’m thinking and writing a lot about movement, care healing, identity, resourcing, money and other myths and magic. I’m equal parts terrified and exited with the perspective of it spilling out of my journal, which for me is always a sign that I’m on the right path. The creative process always feels like a big puddle I waddle through initially that I have to blindly trust until I pull out the threads. And there is a lot I’m untangling. Reach out if you’d like to receive my words in your inbox when they decide to spill out. Or if you would like to be informed and potentially share your story, around the themes of vocation/care and heritage for the purpose an independent research project I’m working on. (Of course, with consent etc) Turns out a lot of things can grow in the desert, including the return of my passion for research! Until then wishing you a rich full moon in Taurus. @theleagueofstars ✨ @luzpeuscovich 👽 @m_de_me clicked the last picture 🦢 @safari_bahariya_oasis thank your for sharing your sacred sites 🦚

Reporting from one month out of office. I’m not gonna lie it’s been an emotional roller coaster. A lot of fears have come up, but not one ounce of regret. Still no game plan, but a lot more imagination, momentum, and a lot less guilt about rest. And more importantly increasingly limited fucks about proving my worth, my value or explaining myself. If accessible, I highly recommend it. It comes with the occasional manic episode and insomnia, but overall does wonders to the skin. With care, ET

We can’t move through grief in isolation. We need people and communities to hold us as we practice making messes, learn to pick the pieces, and slowly rise again. Fellow students to witness us and have our backs when we break down (or in some cases face choking), teachers to gently redirect us from across the room when we try to find the right grip. Others to cheer us on as we face our emotions, alchemise our fears and find our strength. To move into the softness of our expression, and our perfectly imperfect grace. Eternally grateful to @adamantiatheophilakou for the beautiful space and the family of fellow butterflies and monkeys and other animals that she fosters in @aerials.in.kipseli and to @vickypapasideri for her endless sparkly joy that first helped me trust I could belong in the skies. This video is from 30 September 2024 - in the depth of my grief - where I first felt that it’s softening could transform me into a butterfly. 🦋

Farewell dear old Monsters In this space between eclipses, without judgement, and with love I release you. Maybe we will meet again However I no longer need you. You are leaving behind some of scars and your fair share of ghosts, but I forgive you. Whatever I have said - I know there’s been some wisdom to you. I’m grateful that you managed to keep my insides soft, my intuition alive, and my fire - however dimly - lit, As I’ve been recovering my exiled parts bit by bit. I don’t know yet, what life could look like without your familiar caution But hell Even if I don’t see it all I trust what it can feel like and can slowly dream the rest Taking courage that I’m not alone in this quest.

This morning, I woke up from another night full of intense dreams, so I decided to play around some collages as ancestral/Venus devotion. Images are by me, from the archives, including some favorites captured during my time in Mytilini. More recent ones are from this summer’s trip to familial places in the north of Greece. I’m spilling to the brim with stories and reflections on questions of displacement, belonging, love and care - that have slapped in the face and completely flooded my heart and my body during Saturn’s and the nodes transit in Pisces, on my IC/MC axis. Images are layered with lyrics from a popular Greek song Νερό και χώμα (water and soil). ** translation below ** Tell me Where can I find now Water and soil To sculpt a love With another colour Since my heart Is wearing one body And my kisses Have one mouth

Lines and light between portals Last picture is a painting from Pierre Soulage, that dedicated his life’s work to finding light in the dark

Some invitations are magical. And the invitation to dive deep into the hydromythical world of the creative duo @fallon_mayanja @diogovonkreuz for three days at @onassis.stegi , alongside other magical fellow liquid travellers (@maryjoycecabac @natalia_ireigke @shallahdreaming ) felt full of synchronicities. Opening up their ongoing research process OASES, Diogo and Fallon, provided an opportunity to communally reflect on our relationship to the sea and the Mediterranean. A body of water full of paradoxes and contradictions in our collective consciousness. To listen, share old stories and create new ones. To connect through memory, imagination and play. To imagine new myths beyond the colonial and extractive realities that are fed to us. (Or at least expose their ridicule.) I am so full after these three days of building trust and opening up with these humans on deeply personal and tender themes. No matter what crumbling empires try to make us believe — by using the sea to create borders and police bodies, as our sense of identity — the true power of water lies in reminding us how connected we all are.

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Hi ! I’ve been engaging with the tarot a lot lately, giving out readings for friends and strangers - strongly informed by an even longer exploration of astrology. I’d like to experiment sharing this part of what I do more openly, to support mutual aid initiatives in Greece. In exchange of a donation (20 euros minimum) to the linked mutual aid fund (see next slide), I’ll be offering tarot readings to the first 7 peeps that book in the coming week. The readings can take place in English, French or Greek, arranged remotely in the next few weeks and last approximately 30 min. What can I expect, you might wonder ? I approach the session as a two way conversation, that we enter into and explore together. So I find that the more open and less predictive questions make for more supportive and qualitative sessions. If vague or unclear, the questions can be specified through the session itself. It can be as serious, playful (or both) as you need or want it to be! You can dm me if you have any questions, and for details on how to book the session. Share to those with whom you think it will resonate, and if it doesn’t - you can use this as a reminder to donate ✨🧿