Thank You, Healing Era. Welcome, Green Light Era.

The walls of my house are closing up, and so is a fifteen-year season. Recorded from my closet.

Hey friends of Substack. I wanted to beam in to share that I’m finding my way on this gorgeous platform, and I have to tell you — using my voice feels so much more natural to me than writing. I know that writing is such a beautiful part of this Substack community, so here’s what I’m doing: I’ll always record my shares in my voice, my storytelling, then transcribe and edit them so that for those of you who love to read, you’ll have an article too. I’m trusting myself here. Starting with my voice feels right.

My share today is about the end of this healing era.

As I sit here in my closet, I’m feeling grateful that the walls of my house are mostly closed up now. For the past six months they were pretty much wide open — studs, wiring, the full bones of the place on display. I know my home better than I ever could have imagined, down to the roots. We pulled back the curtain on the black mold. It’s excavated out of the house now, mostly out of our bodies, out of my kids’ bodies. I’m feeling that something else is closing up right on schedule with my walls, and that’s what I wanted to share about today.

Before I dive in — I’m a huge fan of astrology. I’ve taken classes, I follow the charts, and still, I’m not an astrologer. I can’t claim to go super deep on the topic. It’s not my lane, so I’ll point you to some of my favorite astrologers: I absolutely adore Danielle Paige and Tami Brunk. I believe they’re both on Substack, so I’ll tag them here.

With astrology, our charts are so nuanced and so individual that sometimes it’s difficult to speak to what’s happening in the collective. Your sky is not my sky, and I’ve never felt right handing anyone a one-size-fits-all share. Sometimes we contradict ourselves, though — because every once in a while something happens that’s so big it belongs to all of us at once. I would be remiss not to say I am feeling a shift coming, and the planets seem to agree with me.

This is one of those weeks.

For the better part of fifteen years, the slowest-moving planets in our sky — the ones that shape whole eras, not weeks — sat in earth and water signs. That’s all about body and feeling, inward and downward and under. You don’t need to know anything about astrology to know what that has felt like, because you’ve lived it along with me. I describe it as an era of reckoning — the shadow work, the grief we stopped outrunning. A lot of us learned words like nervous system, somatic, boundaries. We sat with things. We processed. We came together. We healed.

Sometimes it’s time for a season to end, and this healing era is no different.

That brings me to the turning point we find ourselves in. Over the last two years, quietly, every one of those slow-moving planets has moved into a fire or air sign — vision and voice, spark and momentum. Really different from earth and water. Right now the deep sky holds no earth and no water at all, and it happens that this weekend it peaks: all four of these slow planets line up at the same time in the sky, forming the shape of a basket.

There’s a really cool French astrologer, André Barbault, who’s no longer with us on this earthly plane, but you can research his work — he saw this window coming decades ago and called it a splendid relaunch of civilization. I’ve heard it called the Golden Age.

Personally, I’m calling it the Green Light Era, because that’s what it feels like to me. For the past fifteen years, I’ve felt like I was in a sort of yellow-to-red light. A lot of sitting and staying and feeling and healing. Now I just feel this new light, this green flashing light — go, go, go. That fits with fire and air. It’s faster. More momentum.

I don’t know what this Green Light Era will bring. Nobody does, and I’d be gentle with anyone who tells you they know exactly what they see in the future, because there’s so much nuance to what will come. What I can tell you is I am really fucking ready for this shift.

These yellow light years at my house were a rollercoaster of coming further into myself and honoring my truth, and I’m really grateful for them. I’ll probably look back at this period as one of the most unraveling but also beautiful periods of my life — from getting divorced, to leaving my fancy Fortune 100 exec career for a path way less traveled. My body took a lot of tending in these fifteen years, from chronic low back pain to CIRS to too many things to list. Let’s just say I’ve been to a lot of doctors, healers, acupuncturists. It’s a lengthy list. Maybe these last six months have been the deepest of them all — the situation in our home and in our bodies felt like the final excavation. A cleansing.

I know myself better than I ever have, and I really honor all the lessons from this season. But I don’t know about you — I am so ready to move. To share, to communicate, to hone my Human Design Gate 56 gift — it’s the storyteller’s gate — and share my voice more with all of you.

For the past fifteen years, the sky asked us: what do we feel?

Now my sense is the sky is asking: what will we do about it?

Not once we’re fully healed or fully ready or fully certain. I believe this Green Light Era moves at the speed of a heart ping. We feel the pull, we act on it, small and real, and this taking action builds self-trust.

One other note. If you’re still deep in your healing season, this is not some sort of deadline. I’m still moving through this mold situation myself. Not everything shifts in one dramatic moment — seasons are personal, and our bodies each know their own timing. My light has turned green and I feel that. You may feel it on a different timeline than me, and collectively, there’s a shift I’m embracing into.

On Monday we had this beautiful New Moon, which opened up a six-month intention window — what we’re planting now unfolds through the middle of January. If you missed the New Moon, or you don’t know about new moons, that’s totally cool. I just invite you to feel into a little baby seed you want to plant, maybe over this weekend. It doesn’t have to be a whole grandiose big dream. Just one little baby seed. As you plant it — into the cosmos, into your heart — feel into the frequency that the light is green, and we’re divinely supported in what comes next.

I’d love to hear from you — how this landed, and what you’re feeling in this season too?¹

Trust your light, because what lights you up lights up the world.

Sending you all lots of love,

Katie Sol 💖

1. I recorded this out loud first, because that's how the stories want to come through me. AI helped me tidy the transcript. The voice, the stories, and every feeling in it are mine.