Mars makes its retrograde pass over my natal Jupiter in two days from now, meaning that I’m in the thick of this biennial transit.
The first pass of the red planet over Jupiter occurred around October 14. I looked back to see if anything significant happened on that day, but nothing really jumped out at me. I guess that’s a good thing because I would be happy if this aspect came and went with little or no fanfare. I’m a little worried that overconfidence in my own abilities might get me in trouble this week. “Café Astrology” describes the transit as follows:
“You are likely to feel especially energized and enthusiastic about what you believe in or regarding business ventures. The desire to do something about your beliefs or ideals is strong now, or you are in a position to stand up for your beliefs. Your sense of timing is excellent, all things considered. You more readily take chances, and you feel especially strong, positive, adventurous, confident, and energetic. You are looking to expand something right now — the bigger the better. You are competitive in a friendly manner, and you readily rise to a challenge now. You tend to do things in a big way. You may need to avoid the traps of overconfidence, arrogance, haste, or taking on too much.”
On a positive note, the next couple of weeks will see plenty of harmonious aspects occurring in the water signs. For someone like me who feels things deeply but typically waits to react, the stars will be aligned in my favor. I’m more likely to suffer in silence while I wait for the people who are the cause of my suffering to screw themselves over. It’s a strategy that has served me well, especially in professional situations.
Although I might feel bottled-up at the moment, like a magnum of champagne that has been shaken vigorously, I need to be sure that I don’t blow my top. I’ll be revisiting this aspect once more in mid-March, and maybe by then I’ll be uncorking a bottle of champagne to celebrate another step forward on my career journey.
I just need to make it through this week . . .