Saturn Re-entered My 8th House… and My Dog Died

The Astrology of Loss — and Why It Opens Our Hearts

I’ve been anticipating (and honestly, procrastinating) putting myself back into this space — writing from a vulnerable, intimate place — for a while now. But this isn’t the post I thought I’d be writing when I first decided it was time to reconnect.

Let me be clear from the outset: this isn’t meant to be a piece of “astrological fear-mongering.” I chose the title because it’s true… and honestly, it expresses exactly what I’m feeling.

On May 24th, Saturn entered Aries.

For me, this marked the beginning of a deep, transformational journey — a kind of preview to my Saturn Return.
My natal Saturn is in the 8th House, a place that presides over transformation, shared resources, death, rebirth — and letting go.
I thought I’d gotten a bit of a break, that it might be a while before the heavy lessons fell directly into my lap. But I was wrong.

On the morning of June 8th, I had to say goodbye to my best friend.

My Siberian Husky, Sosa, crossed the rainbow bridge suddenly and unexpectedly.
He was 10.5 years old — a soul who walked alongside me through the transition from girlhood into womanhood.
Sosa was more than a pet; he was my friend, my son, my family.
He taught me how to love without conditions, how to stabilize myself, how to regulate my nervous system, and how to forgive and move forward.
He was a mirror for my own soul in many ways — a perfect match for the lessons I was meant to learn.

“I just thought we had more time.”

As I pressed my forehead against his and listened to the vet explain that a tumor had ruptured on his spleen, all I could think about was time — or the lack of it.
Saturn, after all, is the keeper of time. It’s a hard, stern teacher.

My natal Saturn in Aries has sometimes felt distant or elusive to me, hard to connect with directly.

But now, through this painful experience, I’m beginning to appreciate its role in shaping me.

I’m forced to confront questions about who I am, what I want, and what I really stand for — much like Billie Eilish expresses in “What Was I Made For”— a song I find myself replaying, letting its questions seep into me.

Pluto is retrograde in my 6th House of pets and daily routines.
The symbolism feels piercing and literal — the letting go, the upheaval, the transformation — not just of a pet, but of a deep bond that defined my daily life.

Despite the rawness of this moment, I know it’s not without purpose.
Saturn, for all its discipline and finality, brings renewal.
Sometimes we need to break in order to become more.
Sometimes the greatest love we experience is meant to alchemize us — turning our pain into something rich, deep, and transformational.

So while I will miss Sosa profoundly, I know our connection lives on.
I will honor him by letting this experience shape me.
I will allow myself the time and space to heal, to reflect, and to become more myself.
I will alchemize this love into something that guides me forward — a legacy of compassion, discipline, and transformation.

Thank you for holding this space with me — for reading, for honoring this moment in my journey.

As I move forward, I’ll be exploring more stories, lessons, and perspectives — not just about my own path, but about how we all navigate change, love, and renewal. If you enjoyed this piece, then I invite you to join me on this journey by subscribing.

Listen while you read: What Was I Made For?

❤️ Faith