I’m right back where I was last year at this time when I published this post. However, this time I’ve got Jupiter in my ninth house (it moved there a few days ago), and the progressed moon about to enter in my eleventh house (it moves there sometime this evening).

I’m feeling good about my future, not worried about minor annoyances, and ready to change my plans if that’s what fate has in store for me. Yesterday, I felt as if there was a change in the air just like I did last year when I made exactly the same observation. Even my overgrown garden and all the bullshit I had to deal with at work didn’t seem so oppressive. I know that the eleventh house is fixed in nature, but its cusp in my horoscope is less than a minute away from the cusp of Virgo: a mutable sign. Maybe that is part of the reason I’m suddenly so eager to adapt to whatever comes my way.

Nevertheless, I don’t really need to write anything down in an agenda. Instead, I’m just going to see what happens. The eleventh house also corresponds to unexpected events, like winning the lottery so that I can spend all my money on fine leather goods at Bottega Veneta. I can’t really plan for that, can I?

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