Well we’re coming to the end of a planetary retrograde free couple of weeks, Mercury will again soon go into retrograde, yay! YAY!? Yes, yay.
The past six months or so I have been paying very close attention to what solar weather has been kicked our way.
Astrology has always played a big role in my life and I like to keep up to date on these things.
I read my horoscope almost every day and pride myself of being born on the Libra-Scorpio Cusp.
So what have I learned from my observations? They are a guide, not a death sentence.
So many, some I know personally, seem to walk around with an astrological chip on their shoulder. They have a tendency to find fault with some part of themselves and see fit to blame their astrological sign or some sort of solar weather phenomenon such as sun spots or increased intergalactic radiation. For a time you would have found me in this group.
“Oh man, I’m so drained! Must be sun spots.” or “She’ll never find love because she’s a Scorpio and their too hard on people.”
It’s almost as if we see our zodiac set in stone with no room to grow and change. At the risk of sounding overly simplistic, doesn’t that sound dull?
Life is so much more exciting and intricate than that!
To be doomed to the same small profile of personality characteristics just seems like we’re living in a bad version of the Sims game and source is some unimaginative helmsman, asleep at the wheel.
If we’re all source, shouldn’t we dream up something a bit more fun? Give ourselves a little credit and choose our own destiny perhaps!
After studying astrology for some years, and I’m no expert mind you, I’ve come to the personal conclusion that our zodiac sign is NOT who we are. At best it’s a warning not to fall into repetitive tendencies, kind of like a map of sorts.
This is not to say let’s throw the baby out with the bathwater here.
There is a lot of merit to what solar and planetary conditions you were born under.
Huge amounts of energy were at play, pushing and pulling when you specifically choose to zoom into your current body.
That was no random accident.
But if we have the power to choose when, how, and who we’re born into our free will can’t just end there. We must retain it for all of our existence, from one life time to the next and throughout. All that being said, this lifetime is ours. As the saying goes, “It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to.” We could add: or laugh, or pout, or jump, or skip or whatever! It’s totally up to us how our days go, from one into infinity AND BEYOND!
If you would like an in depth horoscope report month by month, I recommend Kelley Rosano’s YouTube channel.
The Saturday Post: Jamie Mortinson, self proclaimed renaissance women extraordinaire, tackles life with the same fortitude as her handicapped house duck. Together they fly through the realms of spirituality and self expression in almost every way possible. From organic gardening and duck farming to painting and crochet, no part of life’s “creation-fest” is off limits. Interior design, wild edible foods, reading, writing, cooking, self-sufficiency, photography, meditation, yoga and a general love of life encompass nearly all of her time. Those moments not promised to her passions are extended to her husband, and their celestial children: a dog, two cats, and lots of ducks and chickens. She resides in Wisconsin but her home is the world and all the people in it are her family.
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