Birch Dragon
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So I assume we all have these small revelations in our lives where, in the middle of some seemingly mundane moment – walking through a park, cooking dinner – we seem to slip for a second over to the other side of the veil. Then we come back and all we have is the memory of the feeling of it. And when we try to express it, articulate it in words, we look at the words and they don’t seem able to contain that small revelation you’re trying to capture. The words just look like words, the point they’re making seems so obvious and “merely interesting.” Like a dream that holds profound feeling and significance for you, but when you tell it to your friends it sounds like just another story.
I had one lf those yesterday, astrology-related. It made me feel just how deeply the themes of astrology seem to constitute our lives. “Constitute” may be a cumbersome and even pretentious word to throw in there, but it’s the only word I can think of it. I mean “constituted” in the sense that a thing is essential made of this stuff. Like how a tree is constituted of wood. Broccoli is constituted of plant cells. The stuff we’re made of.
I had this moment where I felt completely constituted of stuff that I can see in my chart. To which everybody on an astrology chat site says “Well, no s#*t, Sherlock!” But it still struck me. It’s not a cosmetic make up. Not surface... or even a few layers down. It’s who I am. In a way I can’t get away from any more than a tree can get away from being wood. (It's not cosmetic, but it might be cosmic.)
And I want to share it with you as quickly as I can. Then invite/ask anybody interested to help me try and see what life looks like and feels like for you, reflecting your chart make-up.
Here’s the “small revelation,” as utterly without revelation as these words will seem:
I’ve been struggling to write a paper for about three weeks now. I’ve been locked in with it like a matador in the horns of a bull. I’ve sat 24/7 at a computer for the last week and a half, and I’ve slept on average three hours a night. The feeling I have right now is that of a boxer fighting a dangerous opponent but I simply will not go down because I’m the hero of this story and I know that eventually I will win this battle.
In a flash moment I realized that the general feeling I’ve just described is how I approach all of life. At my age many people have come to a spot where they want to just rest and be the person they’ve created for themselves. They’ve “arrived” at who they are going to become and now they can enjoy just being that person. But I’m realizing I will never be like that. I am always in motion, always in crisis, driving to some future point. I see the condition of being alive as a boxing match, and I am in the 4th or 5th round.
There’s nothing cosmetic or alterable about this for me. Part of the “small revelation” was to realize that this is not a layer to my personality. It’s the wood I’m constituted by. Whether my life is actually always in a state of driving forward, in a kind of perpetual crisis, isn’t the point. The point is that I approach life this way. I seem to need it that way. I am of that flavor. I'm not fighting with this paper, for example, because it actually is a bull. Several of my friends could have done this in a very different way. I'm fighting with it because that's how I do it.
And a second part of the “small revelation:” This sounds pretty Aries. I recall the write up on Aries Stephen Forrest gives in the Inner Sky, where he describes the energy as the archetype of constantly facing, and facing up to, crisis. Somebody I once knew described Aries energy as an infant plant striving to poke through the concrete to live, or a baby snake fighting to break the egg shell. That tremendous, furious push for life in a world filled with ways to die.
As it turns out, I’m an Aries Sun/Moon (with Venus thrown in that conjunction for good measure). And I think there’s a Mars/Pluto theme going on – with my Aries planets in the 8th house and Pluto in my 1st house – which I admit probably adds a certain obsessiveness to the crisis energy.
Again, I realize this is a “small revelation” that doesn’t seem so revelatory to a bunch of astrologers. It’s like the dream you feel deeply but then you tell it and it just sounds like a bunch of words. But to have a moment where I actually felt the total depth to which the themes in my chart seem to be constituting who I am: I just wanted to share it.
And I wanted to ask you this: I would love to hear about your fundamental approach to the world and how it is reflected in your chart. I ask because I know lots of people don’t fundamentally approach the world in the way I just described. I imagine a lot of people read that and thought "wow, I couldn't or wouldn't want to live that way." And I'd love to hear more about what your life is like - your deep assumptions and approaches to the world - and, most importantly, how that approach seems to be reflected in their charts.
I'm thinking this might be a good way to really grasp what it feel like to have far more Cancer influence or Leo influence, for example, than my chart has.
Teach me.
I had one lf those yesterday, astrology-related. It made me feel just how deeply the themes of astrology seem to constitute our lives. “Constitute” may be a cumbersome and even pretentious word to throw in there, but it’s the only word I can think of it. I mean “constituted” in the sense that a thing is essential made of this stuff. Like how a tree is constituted of wood. Broccoli is constituted of plant cells. The stuff we’re made of.
I had this moment where I felt completely constituted of stuff that I can see in my chart. To which everybody on an astrology chat site says “Well, no s#*t, Sherlock!” But it still struck me. It’s not a cosmetic make up. Not surface... or even a few layers down. It’s who I am. In a way I can’t get away from any more than a tree can get away from being wood. (It's not cosmetic, but it might be cosmic.)
And I want to share it with you as quickly as I can. Then invite/ask anybody interested to help me try and see what life looks like and feels like for you, reflecting your chart make-up.
Here’s the “small revelation,” as utterly without revelation as these words will seem:
I’ve been struggling to write a paper for about three weeks now. I’ve been locked in with it like a matador in the horns of a bull. I’ve sat 24/7 at a computer for the last week and a half, and I’ve slept on average three hours a night. The feeling I have right now is that of a boxer fighting a dangerous opponent but I simply will not go down because I’m the hero of this story and I know that eventually I will win this battle.
In a flash moment I realized that the general feeling I’ve just described is how I approach all of life. At my age many people have come to a spot where they want to just rest and be the person they’ve created for themselves. They’ve “arrived” at who they are going to become and now they can enjoy just being that person. But I’m realizing I will never be like that. I am always in motion, always in crisis, driving to some future point. I see the condition of being alive as a boxing match, and I am in the 4th or 5th round.
There’s nothing cosmetic or alterable about this for me. Part of the “small revelation” was to realize that this is not a layer to my personality. It’s the wood I’m constituted by. Whether my life is actually always in a state of driving forward, in a kind of perpetual crisis, isn’t the point. The point is that I approach life this way. I seem to need it that way. I am of that flavor. I'm not fighting with this paper, for example, because it actually is a bull. Several of my friends could have done this in a very different way. I'm fighting with it because that's how I do it.
And a second part of the “small revelation:” This sounds pretty Aries. I recall the write up on Aries Stephen Forrest gives in the Inner Sky, where he describes the energy as the archetype of constantly facing, and facing up to, crisis. Somebody I once knew described Aries energy as an infant plant striving to poke through the concrete to live, or a baby snake fighting to break the egg shell. That tremendous, furious push for life in a world filled with ways to die.
As it turns out, I’m an Aries Sun/Moon (with Venus thrown in that conjunction for good measure). And I think there’s a Mars/Pluto theme going on – with my Aries planets in the 8th house and Pluto in my 1st house – which I admit probably adds a certain obsessiveness to the crisis energy.
Again, I realize this is a “small revelation” that doesn’t seem so revelatory to a bunch of astrologers. It’s like the dream you feel deeply but then you tell it and it just sounds like a bunch of words. But to have a moment where I actually felt the total depth to which the themes in my chart seem to be constituting who I am: I just wanted to share it.
And I wanted to ask you this: I would love to hear about your fundamental approach to the world and how it is reflected in your chart. I ask because I know lots of people don’t fundamentally approach the world in the way I just described. I imagine a lot of people read that and thought "wow, I couldn't or wouldn't want to live that way." And I'd love to hear more about what your life is like - your deep assumptions and approaches to the world - and, most importantly, how that approach seems to be reflected in their charts.
I'm thinking this might be a good way to really grasp what it feel like to have far more Cancer influence or Leo influence, for example, than my chart has.
Teach me.
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