Category Archives: Astrology

Bow Down

 

 

For those who know me from my Spiritual Business days, I am an astrology dork. If you’re not into the map of the sky, then you should leave now. For those who are into the stars or just don’t have anything else to read right now, stick around and buckle your seat belts.

We’re going through this crazy Grand Cross, full moon drama. Last night I couldn’t sleep, my head whirling with craziness and things I could be doing instead of trying to sleep. When I finally conceded at three in the morning that things weren’t going to get improve, Facebook told me I wasn’t the only one who was wrestling the darkness.

Most astrologers agree April was always going to be a bitch. For some, this whole start to the year has been wild. If we remember that we’re in the Year of The Horse, according to Chinese astrology, then think of the start of this year as the wild horse that needed to learn to trust and allow it’s self to be broken in.

I don’t think I slept last night due to my strategising how to best handle my horse.

Today we finally get to saddle the beast but don’t be surprised it there are a few bucks and snorts during the day.

I’m hiding under my doona all day, so knock loud, I’m home.

 

 

Fall at your feet

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Sometimes astrology is so spot on, it hurts. Like this post from Michael Lutin, that I read on Saturday.

Ten hours later, my daughter had broken her foot. Yep. My VCE studying, super busy, involved in everything at school, daughter can’t walk, and can’t use crutches because of a pre-existing injury. Seriously? Yes.

So today will be about how to get her to her two-story school and manage classes, and other school such things. I told her she can Skype into classes. At least I know she’s going to them, that way.

What was weird about yesterday,  was that in the waiting room of the hospital, were three people, all with a broken foot each. THREE.

You can’t tell me Michael Lutin isn’t onto something.

I have a love/hate relationship with astrology. When it’s good, I love it, when the planets are in turmoil, I run away, calling heresy. Yes, I’m a hypocrite but then so is every single person who claims not to believe but still reads their scopes in the paper, as they wait for their coffee.

Today I’m both acknowledging the skies, while also shaking my fist at the planets.

Also I’m single mothering, so I best be off to be a nurse, chauffeur, and copywriter for hire, throwing out the words for silver coins. If you need me, wave from above and send cake.

Mad love friends.

xx