Check out that eyeliner! I guess that’s what was considered to be “exotica” in the early sixties.
Venus enters my ninth house in the next few hours. I know what it means for me, but I always visit a couple of sites just to see if there’s something I’m missing in my interpretation of the transit. I like Cafe Astrology because it’s descriptions of transits are short and sweet. I can do without the flaky ramblings of most esoteric astrologers.
Anyway, the first line of the Cafe Astrology passage got my attention. It read “A taste for the exotic takes hold during this cycle.” I sort of shudder when I hear the word “exotic” because so many people use it to describe something that is “foreign” to them, but perfectly normal to others. I avoid using it when I’m writing about fashion, although I have used the word “exotica” to describe natural materials from faraway or remote places, like seashells, animal skins and feathers.
Yet I’m hoping that this Venus transit means something else for me. I could use a month of the unfamiliar rather than the exotic. The past couple of weeks have seen me return to a routine that is closer to the routine I had before I became unemployed. Still, I’ve been trying very hard to not become a slave to a schedule that doesn’t allow for any adaptability. Yesterday, for instance, I got up super early, took the bus downtown and attended an annual workshop in order to obtain educational credits that are required to keep my fitness certifications current. Then I went out on a Saturday night — something I almost never do.
I know that seems like no big deal, but I really can become a slave to routine. Sometimes that routine is productive. For instance, I wrote a book by being diligent and sticking to a schedule. But sometimes my routine becomes stagnant and it keeps me from moving into unfamiliar places where I could potentially discover life-changing opportunities.
The latter scenario is what should happen during a ninth house Venus transit. For that reason, I’m going to try to develop a “taste for the exotic,” or at least the unfamiliar during the next few weeks. Changing up my routine has enlivened my spirit and allowed me to wake up from what feels like a long winter nap. I’m eager to continue moving in that direction.
Maybe I’ll start by wearing eyeliner. Or maybe not . . .