A partial solar eclipse in Leo occurred this morning.
Eclipses happen on a regular schedule, so I’m reluctant to look at every single eclipse as a cataclysmic cosmic event. Some astrologers really get themselves worked up over something that is sort of common.
Nevertheless, eclipses are an important event when they are personalized in an individual’s chart. For me, that is not the case with this eclipse. It happened in my tenth house, so I’m going resolve to refocus my energy on my vocation as a fashion astrologer: someone who studies how astrology affects the way that we express ourselves through fashion. As I’ve discussed before, after publishing my latest book in October, I needed to take a step back from a project that consumed two-and-a-half years of my life. I believe that I’m ready to pursue my career again with more vigor.
To that end, I had a look to see what was happening when an eclipse occurred on the same degree nineteen years ago. That month was when my first book went to auction and Andrews McMeel picked it up. Essentially, my career was born in August of 1999.
I’m going to consider that a sign that I’m on the right path with this declaration to reclaim my throne. Just the other day, I posted something bitchy about some other so-called fashion astrologers who wouldn’t know fashion if it slapped them across the face. I need to stop worrying about what people like that are doing because it does not impact what I am doing. If they have an audience of idiots who want to buy what they’re selling, that isn’t any of my business. Donald Trump has supporters who believe that he espouses Christian values. Enough said?
Instead, I need to find my audience. They’re out there somewhere, probably wondering how an eclipse in Leo is going to affect their sense of self expression over the next few months. There are seven billion people in the world. Surely, there are a few thousand out there who are going to be interested in what I have to say.
It’s time for me to find them . . .