I catch a glimpse of my happiness like a reflection in a store window. Feelings are ours alone. I mean, let’s say there’s a girl and she’s in love with a girl (or a guy) – could be a client of mine, could be a friend. And she FEELS everything SOOO deeply. Well, those feelings are HERS and hers alone. He (or she) may have inspired it but she’s alone in it. The object of her love has his/her own Venus.
How do YOU feel love? What’s your experience of it?
Also the idea that love is… different than happiness. Lord knows you can love and hurt at the same time!
I realize I’ve been ignoring Venus’s transit through wild Sagittarius. I didn’t mean to, but Scorpio Season’s got me on lockdown.
So for those with an eye on Venus these days, she will inconjunct Jupiter this weekend and the sensitive among us are feeling it already. Sagittarius wants to roam, horizon-eyed, and Cancer is a homebody, fragile-feeling. Venus and Jupiter though, in any combination, is usually pretty sweet. It’s often a matter of… two slices of cake, or three?
Now I could write a book on Cancer Sagittarius compatibility, and the inconjunct itself, I believe, is charismatic. We can’t look away. We don’t want to look away. What will that CRRRRAAAAZZZZYYYY Sag do next! What emotional High C will that Cancer hit, and did she *really* throw an electric fan at him on her wedding day?
What I’m feeling about this weekend: you want quality time with your honey (or whatever/whoever makes you feel secure) but you’re stuck on the road or in the kitchen. You just can’t make it all FIT. But that’s okay. By the time the Moon hits LEO, you’ll be smiling again 🙂
Love, MP
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4 thoughts on “The Stars This Weekend: How Many Slices??”
The horizon makes my Crab stomach hurt. I’m a Gemini so I love to roam in cities. I tend to run from feelings of the sublime or experiences that make us feel small in front of the stars or confronted by nature. I’m not sure why I don’t want to feel small, maybe I’m void of emotion and not a person, just want to chew up everyone I see. Plus I don’t want to think that I’m not special, I’d rather ignore the feeling than test it out and see just how special I’m not. I love that feeling where there is the winding, partly concealed road, the lit up or dusk lit Brooklyn Bridge, partly concealed so what is in back is nostalgic and what is in the foreground, exciting. I used to think that if things or people are completely revealed, it is depressing and boring. That “communing with nature” or unflinchingly looking at a person would reveal something other than my own guilt at my inability to let go/enjoy some kind of “this is all there is” experience.
There is a character in Elizabeth Taylor’s A View of the Harbour,
“Feelings are ours alone. I mean, let’s say there’s a girl and she’s in love with a girl (or a guy) – could be a client of mine, could be a friend. And she FEELS everything SOOO deeply. Well, those feelings are HERS and hers alone. He (or she) may have inspired it but she’s alone in it. The object of her love has his/her own Venus.”
And vice versa. A guy in love with a lesbian is alone in it too. I’m here to tell you that’s a lesson learned the hard way. I hate to say it but being mean is the merciful option in those cases. There is nothing worse than someone who drags it out because they “don’t want to hurt your feelings.” It then becomes a slow death instead of a quick one…
OMG!! That’s why I’ve been wanting to eat sweet stuff all day!!!!!!!!!
Since I woke up the only thing in my mind is sweet, cake, cookies, and I just can’t take it since those are the foods i’m most afraid of and promise myself not to eat ever =(
I let myself be, so I ate it. I trust the universe, …I know I need it. I know.
exactly what I needed to read on SOOO many levels <3