Writing this blog is one of the best things that I have ever done for myself. As an astrologer, I’m supposed to be figuring out how the planets affect me so that I can relate that experience to others as I practice my craft. I guess that I was doing that before, but not in the way that I am doing it now. I’ve mentioned before that I never really believed that keeping a journal or a diary was beneficial for someone like me with a good memory. I couldn’t have been more wrong because I am constantly reminded by this blog that my state of mind often returns to the exact same place it was the year before, and the year before that. I may have a talent for remembering events, but I wasn’t recalling my moods nor realizing their clockwork-like consistency.
Take this day, for example. Last year I published a post where I described myself as “a rudderless ship” because I was lacking in direction. This morning, I woke up feeling the same way and wondering if the current transit of the sun through my eighth house had something to do with that, or if it was somehow connected to the sun’s transit through Taurus.
I still don’t have an answer to my question because I don’t know how or why an eighth house transit would make me so content with my current lack of ambition. But I do know now that this is a theme in my life as the sun spends its last day in the sign of the bull.
I need to go back through my posts to see if something changes when the sun enters Gemini. That happens tomorrow morning. My eighth Placidus house is split almost evenly between Taurus and Gemini, so observing this shift in my horoscope could teach me a thing or two about these transits that I didn’t notice before.
Too many astrologers spend their time regurgitating each other’s words without ever stopping to reread their own. I’m glad to say that I’m not making that mistake anymore. Perhaps the sun’s transit through the eighth house is making me understand the importance of my “legacy.” Maybe my contribution to the craft is this blog and all the things that I have learned about astrology by turning the focus onto myself rather than trying to tell others what to expect.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to drift away again . . .