Star Struck Style

It’s Thanksgiving Day in Canada and I have the day off from work. Yes, I’m thankful for that.

Late tomorrow night, the sun finally moves into my first house. What’s interesting to me is that it is happening almost at the same time as Chiron slips back into my sixth house. That’s a big shakeup in my horoscope. Still, I’m not quite sure what to expect. Over the last few months, I’ve been working hard at building relationships at work with people that I trust after a brief period where I was ready to walk out the door. Thankfully, someone else walked out the door and saved me the trouble. Am I about to experience a similar situation?

I’m not quite sure what is going to happen. I do know that my resilience got me through that episode. I was like the Thanksgiving Jell-O salad in the photo: if you stuck a knife in it and pulled it back out, no one would have known the difference. Perhaps Chiron is ready to reveal that wound as it backtracks into my house of service for about five months. Or maybe it’s going to provide me with a chance to “heal” from the wound I suffered. I still haven’t forgiven the individuals who put me in such a terrible position. Maybe that’s where I need to start.

Anyway, I’ve got too much to look forward to at the moment to allow myself to dwell on what could be a positive experience, a negative experience, or — more likely — something in between. This is the time of the year that I’m able to get by on the force of my personality, and I need to remember that. No one else needs to know the extent of my injuries. If I keep that to myself, it will be much easier to exact my revenge.

I’m kidding, sort of . . .