I got an updated prescription for eyeglasses last June. I wasn’t in a hurry to get new frames because my vision hasn’t really deteriorated since the last time I replaced my glasses in 2017. Nevertheless, I like nice things and it’s easy for me to replace perfectly good items in my wardrobe just because I feel like it. I’m a decadent creature.
Well, yesterday I went ahead and ordered a new pair of glasses with progressive lenses because transiting Venus was conjunct my natal Venus and I figured that I could trust in my own good taste to tell me that I was making the right decision.
My horoscope on astro.com predicted this, offering the following advice for the yearly transit:
“The desire for beautiful things is strong during this time, influencing you to buy things of beauty, such as clothes, cosmetics, objects of art, things to beautify the home, or works of literature and musical recordings. Surround yourself with beauty and take advantage of the lighter and more pleasant aspects of life. Under this influence you are affectionate and want to be with friends. You will be in a good mood and able to enjoy almost anything that comes along.”
I did feel good yesterday. I also ate an entire bag of cookies, which came as no surprise considering the circumstances. Venus inspires that sort of decadence in me. With Libra as my rising sign (therefore making Venus my ruling planet), I can almost always count on Venus’ transits to make a difference in the way I feel.
I do have more aspects involving Venus coming up this week. Transiting Jupiter conjoins my natal Venus in a few days just as transiting Venus forms a trine with my ascendant. I hope that those fortunate aspects result in a lottery win, but it’s more likely that I’ll just eat a few more bags of cookies. Still, I’m hopeful now that the stars are on my side.
It’s so nice to be on the other side of all the terrible planetary alignments that made 2020 such a shitty year. I’m looking forward to whatever 2021 has in store for me. I’m feeling optimistic about my future for the first time in as long as I can remember, and I didn’t even order the rose-colored glasses . . .