Star Struck Style

I’ve had a weird couple of days while deciding what to write about on my blog. I keep stumbling across articles that I have written where I describe strange coincidences that make me believe that everything is connected.

Curiously, I’ve got a bunch of planets transiting my IC and a new moon about to arrive in my fourth house. Many of the interpretations of those astrological events mention the word “roots.” While the fourth house is associated with our roots, I’m starting to feel as if my roots are more like the mycellium of a mushroom: branching structures that spread out below the surface. I can’t see them, and yet I know that they are there. I even have faith that one day under the right conditions these “roots” will find the surface and “mushroom” into something tangible.

For an astrologer, I don’t get flaky all that often on this blog (compared to many of my stargazing counterparts, at least). Yet I feel as if I’m on the verge of some sort of spiritual breakthrough lately. The quality of time itself seems less straightforward, too. Impressions of past events occupy my mind and feel almost as real as they did when they first happened. Perhaps that has something to do with Neptune currently transiting the final minutes of Pisces: something that won’t occur again for another 165 years.

Anyway, it’s all so weird. I try to exist in a place where logic and reason prevail, but then I find my thoughts wandering off into this spiritual wilderness. But to be honest, it’s things like this that make life worth living. I don’t ever want to know what it’s like to not believe in anything.