Transiting Venus opposes my natal Saturn tomorrow. My horoscope on astro.com for this aspect reads “You may feel like a gray presence among colorful people.” What’s weird is that I woke up this morning with the intention of going back to a store where I tried on some gray pants just a couple of days ago. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about them since I first looked at them.
I like gray. I look good in gray. More than that, however, I like gray as a concept. I like moderate politics. I like people who recognize that they are a little of “this” and a little of “that.” I’m not a very black-and-white person in practice, and I’ve spent my life refusing to be defined by labels. That’s why I often have three or four jobs at any given moment.
I suppose that’s the Libra rising in me. Venus rules over Libra, so in theory it is my ruling planet in astrology. Saturn rules over the sun, so it also takes on importance in my chart. This annual opposition between the two planets shouldn’t be something that would energize most people, yet somehow I feel as if I just got home after a long vacation. It’s comfortable for me. I live in this gray zone.
Venus and Saturn actually form a close semi-sextile in my natal chart, so I’m not really that surprised that they work together in transit in my chart — even in a transit that normally would be considered to be negative by most astrologers. My horoscope also reads “you may encounter aspects of yourself that you would prefer not to face.” I honestly feel exactly the opposite. I sort of like what I see right now.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to paint my face gray and get ready for work . . .