Extrication
I published this post last August, just a few days after transiting Jupiter formed an opposition with my natal sun. Reading through this passage and several other of my blog […]
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I published this post last August, just a few days after transiting Jupiter formed an opposition with my natal sun. Reading through this passage and several other of my blog […]
I published this post last August, just a few days after transiting Jupiter formed an opposition with my natal sun. Reading through this passage and several other of my blog entries from that time makes me believe that I’m on the right track. My decision to work less until I find something more fulfilling to do career-wise has made me happier and healthier. While I’d still like to have a great year, I’m having another good year. I’m cautiously optimistic about what my future holds because I’ve accepted the fact that I’m not a forty-hours-a-week-at-one-job type of guy.
All the same, I don’t want to dismiss any opportunities that might come my way once Jupiter returns to direct motion in March and resumes its journey to the top of my chart. I still feel like I’ve got unfinished business as a result of this transit. I accurately predicted that “I might be walking back and forth through this door a few more times over the next few months.” I haven’t fully extricated myself from some situations that have stressed me out in the past, but I have placed limits on how much stress I will allow myself to endure.
Chances are, I’m going to be in the exact place in about a month from now when Jupiter makes its final pass over my natal sun. Mercury is just about to go retrograde in my fifth house, too, and it will be retracing its steps around the same time. After that, I might have a better idea of where I could be headed in the future. I seemed pretty confident about my prospects last August. Perhaps that confidence will return in the months ahead, and maybe I can aspire to turn this good year into a great year.
Only time will tell . . .