Ate Down, but At What Cost?
Devotion Diaries 039: When the Bull Enters the Chat
🎙️ Devotion Diaries: Frequency Reports
A series where energy meets strategy — and your ambition finally lands somewhere that feels like home.
🌱 Venus in Taurus | Love, Attention & the Cost of Indulgence
🔊 Daily Spark
Cue to check the cosmic weather
Yesterday, the internet caught fire.
Elon and Trump — once entangled in a strange digital bromance — took to their platforms to air their grievances.
Petty. Public. Performative.
And somehow… perfectly timed.
Because just as they began their back-and-forth spectacle,
Venus entered Taurus.
And then I remembered this image —
A Cybertruck ablaze outside a TRUMP building.
Taken months ago, but suddenly louder than ever.
Symbolism is real.
Timing is divine.
🔥 Venus in Taurus doesn’t just flirt — she grounds.
She reminds us: where your attention goes, your energy flows.
And when we pour love, devotion, and obsession into empty power…
We burn out.
We burn up.
We become art in flames — admired, but disembodied.
Taurus is the bull.
Slow. Intentional.
It only charges when pushed too far.
It protects what is sacred.
It doesn’t fight for fame — it moves for meaning.
Venus here isn’t begging to be seen.
She’s asking:
✨ What are you choosing to love into power?
✨ What are you allowing to occupy your heart and home?
Because attention is an investment.
And we’ve been sold the myth that everything deserves it.
(Hint: it doesn’t.)
🌸 Venus in My 3rd House
This is where my love story meets my daily life.
The third house rules local rhythms, everyday beauty, passing thoughts —
But Venus here?
She turns the mundane into magic.
A text becomes poetry.
My walk becomes a love letter.
The way I notice becomes the way I nurture.
And suddenly, I’m no longer performing.
I’m devoting.
To myself.
To the life I’ve actually chosen.
Not the one I’ve been distracted into.
🪞Today’s Devotional Practice:
Notice what’s trying to seduce your energy.
The spectacle. The drama. The noise.
Now ask:
Does this deserve my beauty?
Then redirect.
Come back to the sacred ordinary.
To the small, soft moments that don’t beg for attention — but reward it richly.
🔮 Friday Frequency Shift:
I am the curator of what I care about.
I invest in what amplifies my aliveness.
My focus is a flame.
And I choose not to burn for anything that wouldn’t hold me in return.
Faith becomes as easy as breathing.
And beauty becomes the breath.
💌 With love,
Devotion Diaries (@_2mannythoughts)