In a week from now, retrograde Mars will reenter my eighth house for a little more than two months. Curiously, I just got over the first virus I’ve had since the pandemic began. It was just a head cold, but it left me feeling vulnerable for the first time since I had shingles in February of 2020. Now my thoughts have turned back to my health and well-being, but also to the notion of mortality. Until Mars moves back into my ninth house in mid-February, I expect this to be a theme in my life.

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Genes (source: Science)

A couple of months ago I published a post when Mars entered my eighth house. In that post, I included a passage that I called an “everything but the kitchen sink” interpretation of the transit. I also mentioned that I like to call the eighth house “the house of inevitabilities.”

The reason that I’m bringing that up the day before Mars moves into my ninth house is this: I’m more confident than ever in characterizing the eighth house in that manner.

I’ve spent much of the last couple of months thinking about the second half of my life. I’m fifty-five years old, but I don’t feel old at all. My father just turned ninety and my mother just turned eighty-two. They’re doing fine for their age. However, they do have some health issues that they likely inherited from their parents. I’ve been educating myself about those…

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