WordPress reminded me that today is the fourteenth anniversary of the day I started blogging. I can’t believe I’ve been doing this for a quarter of my life and that I’m still dithering away in obscurity!
That’s not entirely true. I’ve been able to make some remarkable achievements when I’ve worked hard at being a blogger, just like I’ve been able to make some remarkable achievements when I’ve worked hard at being a writer. The problem is that I just can’t work hard at anything that has me sitting at a desk for hours at a time. It’s not in my nature to do just one thing. Thanks, Mercury in Sagittarius opposite Jupiter in Gemini!
Oh well! The funny thing about being reminded of this anniversary today is that I’m also reminded that Valentine’s Day is the anniversary of my adoption of a vegetarian lifestyle. In 1985, I stopped eating meat sometime around February 14. I can’t remember the exact day that I decided that I was no longer going to be a carnivore, so I started celebrating the anniversary on Valentine’s Day itself because I remember it was within a day or two of the holiday.
It’s interesting that two of the things that I really love about myself have anniversaries on the one day of the year that love is celebrated. I don’t see anything significant in my natal chart that corresponds to the degree that the sun typically transits on this day (although the sun forms a trine with my natal Jupiter a day or two before February 14), so I don’t know if I can attribute these events to any specific astrological phenomena. However, I can use this day to ask myself if I love what I’m doing right now. Obviously, changes I make to my life this time of year have long-lasting effects on the way I feel about myself.
So, that’s what I’m going to do. This is a good for self-evaluation and a even a course-correction. I’ve got both Venus and Mars conjunct my natal sun at the moment, and Saturn trine my ascendant. The stars are giving me lots of love and I need to use this time to find more ways to love myself.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got some ego-stroking to do. And if that doesn’t work, I’ll just stroke something else. After all, in the words of RuPaul, “If you can’t love yourself, how in the hell you gonna love somebody else?”