France Glitches: The Shove, the Mask, and the Signal
A Viral Shove, a Dying Era, and the Astrology of Collapse. What the Macron's Revealed About Power, Truth, and the End of Pretend.
A few days ago, footage emerged of French President Emmanuel Macron stepping off a plane in Vietnam with his wife, Brigitte, by his side. As he turned to say something to her, she abruptly shoved his face with her hand. Now this wasn’t a gentle touch - it was a clear, unfiltered recoil. The President flinched, visibly startled, and the video quickly made its way around the globe.
Initial statements tried to wave it off as horseplay between a long-married couple. French media called it a "private moment." Some officials even floated the possibility of alleged Russian deepfakes. But the video is real. And no matter how many PR bandaids you slap over it, the frequency of that shove hits deeper than just marital dynamics.
It wasn’t rage.
It wasn’t love.
It was something cracking.
We just witnessed the veil drop on one of the most carefully curated political images in Europe. And that moment wasn’t just about the Macrons.
It was a symbol.
A signal.
A psychic tremor beneath the surface of civilization.
This isn’t a hit piece. I’m not here to shame the Macrons or mine their marriage for gossip. If you’ve followed my work, you know that’s not my game. What I’m interested in is truth - vibration - and the moment the image breaks and something real slips through.
Because what we witnessed wasn’t a tabloid moment.
It was a planetary message.
This week, the mask slipped in France.
But soon, it will fall everywhere.
The Mask Slips
Brigitte Macron, long scrutinized for her age, her role, her appearance, and conspiracy theories too ridiculous to repeat, has always played the part of the elegant, controlled First Lady. Emmanuel has been the polished poster boy of post-national globalism: articulate, photogenic, emotionally reserved. Together they represent a legacy model of leadership; image first, emotion buried, truth outsourced to spin doctors.
But that moment on the tarmac was the universe hitting "unmute”.
The energy behind that shove was ancient and archetypal. It came from somewhere beneath words.
It appears that Brigitte, the exhausted archetype of the feminine who’s carried the weight of empire on her back, finally let her body speak what the mouth could not.
And Macron, the man who had built his myth on composure, was caught off guard by the very truth he no longer has the capacity to control.
This wasn’t just about them.
This was France glitching.
This was the mask of Western power slipping.
This was the beginning of a long, slow, unraveling.
What the Macrons Represent
The astrology tells the deeper story.
Emmanuel Macron is in the thick of a Uranus transit to his Moon and Chiron in Taurus - emotional chaos, exposure, and public unraveling.
Brigitte is being hit by Saturn in Pisces as it closes in on her Venus - an energetic signature of love contracts ending, illusions dissolving.
The stars show their soul contract is fraying, right on cue.
France itself is undergoing a Pluto transit to the very bottom of its chart - its roots, its identity, its foundations. The Fifth Republic is entering a death-and-rebirth cycle. The leaders standing at the front of it are no longer able to keep the mask on.
And beyond France, the stars are shifting for all of us.
Saturn and Neptune in Aries: A New Era Begins
We are heading toward one of the most important astrological events in living memory: the Saturn-Neptune conjunction at 0° Aries in early 2026. I wrote about this recently in “The Genesis Corridor: The New World Begins Here”. The corridor has already begun and these two cosmic titans are beginning to say no more lies.
Saturn is form.
Neptune is illusion.
In Aries, the sign of raw identity, this duo doesn't tolerate fakes.
It doesn’t play along with political theatre.
It doesn’t keep pretending the emperor is wearing clothes.
It strips everything down to essence.
The message from the cosmos is clear: stop outsourcing reality to image.
What we’re seeing now - the shove, the flinch, the spinning press machines - is just the beginning. The next six months will bring more of these ruptures:
Leaders glitching in real time.
Institutions revealing their rot.
Publics waking up, disillusioned, disoriented, but finally seeing.
What used to work no longer holds.
The old world ran on illusion.
The new world demands coherence.
Not polish. Not spin. Presence.
When the Good Guys Falter
This isn’t about mocking the Macrons. If anything, they are human beings caught in the crosshairs of a dying era, and I really feel for them. They are playing out a karmic contract on the world stage. But what they represent - carefully curated public personas, where the real emotions are hidden off-camera and truth is something to manage - that is what’s being dismantled.
The age of appearance is ending.
The age of resonance is beginning.
The shove was a crack in the mask.
Watch for the crumbling.
And listen for the truth that rushes in after it breaks.
Because this isn’t just a France story.
Last week, it was Biden, caught in a fog his team can no longer hide. I wrote about that, and some of you came for my head, unwilling to accept that a hero could also be flawed.
This week, it’s Macron, flinching as the feminine finally says “enough”.
Let’s see who comes for my head this week.
Yes, these are the so-called good guys.
The ones we were told to trust.
The ones we wanted to believe in.
And now their veneers are splitting wide open.
So what do we do with all this?
Well, we don’t numb out.
We don’t look away.
But we also don’t fall into bitterness.
We grieve.
We feel.
We let the illusions burn without letting our hearts burn with them.
Yes, it’s disorienting to realize we placed our hope in people playing roles.
Yes, it’s painful to watch power fall apart in real time.
But it’s also liberating, because once the mask is gone, we can finally connect with what’s real.
This moment isn’t asking us to trust new saviors.
It’s asking us to become sovereign.
To trade blind faith for embodied truth.
To build from coherence, not charisma.
Let the mask fall.
Let the truth rise.
And hold your heart steady in the space between.
My intention in my writing is to lessen the climate of fear around world events by offering clarity and cosmic context for what’s unfolding; to bring context to the chaos. I believe our highest calling right now is to anchor in the vibration of love & truth and call in a more beautiful world, and to do that, we must lean out of fear. I hope you read this with an open, uplifted heart.
"The age of appearance is ending.
The age of resonance is beginning."
I've been awakening over the past few years and this resonated with me. I've come to the realization that our government reflects two wings of the same diseased bird. That was a hard truth after identifying with one party more than the other from the day I could process what the parties represented / stood for. I think this article is spot on. Thank you for taking the time to lay these thoughts out clearly.
When the masks finally slip, it validates what we already sense deep within, what we have already been enduring, and the tension of living in illusion can be released. We let go of the idolization and let things be real. This is deliverance. Thank you for this piece.