Taurus

The BULL, THE MAIDEN, AND THE BLOOM OF SPRING

In the stillness after Aries’ first fire, when the earth begins to hum with blossoms and honey thick days, the season of Taurus quietly arrives, with a deep hum of longing, of comfort, and of beauty.

And with it comes the story of a love so steady, the stars themselves still remember it.

Once upon a spring, in the land of Tyre, Lebanon, where sunlight danced on citrus groves, and meadows burst open with wildflowers, the earth sighed awake beneath the stars. There lived a princess named Europa, radiant as the dawn. Her laughter rang like silver bells and wherever she walked, roses blushed, and olive trees learned to listen.

She was the daughter of Phoenicia, a land kissed by the sun and sea, and her beauty was said to rival the goddesses themselves.

Now Zeus, king of the heavens, ruler of thunder and cloud, watched the mortal world from atop Mt Olympus. But although he held domain over the sky and storm, there was something in Europa’s grace that stirred his heart. Europa was the first mortal that Zeus fell in love with.

And so, the god of gods did what even immortals do in the face of longing – he changed.

Zeus descended, not as lightning or a thunderbolt, but as a bull. A bull as white as milk and as strong as marble carved by love itself. This was no ordinary beast. His hide shimmered in the sun, his eyes gleamed with eternity, and beneath each hoof, the earth flowered.

He came quietly to the edge of the sea, where Europa and her brothers played. Unafraid she approached the bull, enchanted by its gentleness, its warmth, it’s peaceful strength. Europa wove a garland of wild violets and laid it across his horns. She laughed and climbed upon the bull’s back.

And the moment she did the sea opened and the bull leapt.

Across the sapphire waves he carried her, swift as thought, past crests and foam, past islands where nymphs sang, and dolphins danced. Europa held fast, the wind in her hair, the salt on her lips, and in her heart...a strange wonder.

They came at last to the island of Crete, where the bull came to rest beneath a sacred olive tree. There Zeus revealed his divine form – his eyes now blazing like the sky before a summer storm, and his voice filled with both thunder and tenderness.

“I am Zeus”, he said, “and you Europa are to be cherished. From your name shall be born a continent, and from our union shall rise a line of kings”. And so, she became the queen of Crete, and eventually the mother of Minos, the legendary king of Crete.

When Zeus returned to Olympus he looked back at the world and raised his hand. To honour the moment of earthly love, gentle strength, and fertile promise, he cast the form of the bull into the sky.

And thus, Taurus was born- the eternal symbol of devotion, beauty, and grounded power.

Taurus marks the height of spring- a season of blossoming, sensuality, and security. It is a sign of touch, taste, and timeless loyalty. Like the bull in Europa’s tale, Taurus is slow to move, but once it does it carries that love across oceans.

Ruled by Venus, the goddess of love and earthly pleasures, taurus reminds us that- beauty is not fleeting; it grows in stillness. True strength is quiet and enduring. And the divine often walks among us in forms we least expect – not with thunder, but with violets in its horns.

If Aries is the spark of life, Taurus is the fertile ground it grows in.

Taurus teaches us to trust what is real and to listen to the body.

To be born under this sign means you are rooted in the rhythm of the earth- a soul who teaches presence through touch, patience, and beauty. You hold the power to slow time, to nourish what grows, and to remember what truly lasts.

Taurus is one of the oldest recognised constellations, dating back to the Bronze Age. Taurus contains the brightest open cluster of stars, known as the Hyades, and the stunning Pleiades. This constellation contains the fixed star Aldebaran at 9-degrees Gemini, the royal star of Persia, symbolizing success through integrity.

At 0-degree Gemini is Alcyone, associated with visionary insight, but also potential sorrow.