Dear readers,
I'm having a party in the House of Love. Care to join?
Enchanté,
Me.
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Yes, people. Per astrology, I have a great party going on in the House of Love. If you think your love life is hard, try mine. I have 2 Great Kings sitting in the house - Jupiter and Pluto - and a Renegade of an Explorer - Uranus - gyrating on the dance floor. In addition, I also got a funky little node sitting in the house, cross-legged, and slowly sipping on hot green tea from a delicate cup of Chinese earthenware.
Alright, let's take a look at the 2 Great Kings first. Right off the bat, we got two complete bi-polar characters combating for power. On one hand, Jupiter - King of Heaven - and on the other hand, I got Pluto - Lord of the Underworld. Surely, you can see now, the magnitude of power struggle and power issues at hand. How difficult it is for me to find someone who will please both my Kings. Because, you know, both Jupiter and Pluto have to give approval to the candidate before I can even get interested in someone. It's like I have to go through heaven and hell to find this person. No, really.
Then, I got Uranus - Mister Rebel Yell, Mister Unconventional - on the dance floor. He's bold. He's daring. He's that lose cannon from the left field. Expect the unexpected; you'll never know what he's going to do. *I* never know what he's going to do. And guess what? He's that horny guy in a little red suit with arrow-head tail and pitch fork sitting on my left shoulder. Be prepared and be afraid, very afraid.
Now, let's talk about the King and Queen of Heart, themselves. My Venus is a Taurus. Let me remind you that Taurus is the sign of Venus in its own glory. The bull has two sides or qualities to it - the mellow meadow-munching slow-paced lazy summer sunbather and pissed face brute strength stubborn charging atomic bomb of madness, notorious for biting off a lover's winky for winking at another girl. Check your sources; Venus is mad crazy when it comes to guarding her possessions. I kid you not.
Now the King of Heart, my Mars is a Sagittarius. You see where I'm going now? When my Mars see something he wants, he goes to it like a centaur with a purpose. Think fire-arrows coming at you in full speed, hundreds and thousands of them at a time. Yes, that's my Mars. I'm very proud of him. However, Sagittarius Mars has his flaws, too. The word 'commitment' is a life sentence in eternity to him. He's a free spirited, light hearted, great philosopher sort of guy with a pretty high self-discipline. And the auto self-discipline thing works very well until some one put an expectation to it. Then, all hell broke lose. His freedom is sensitive to the slightest touch of limitations.
Now, imagine this with me. This is how I fall in love on a bad day. Add Love-crazed Charging Centaur to a Stubborn - also Charging - Mad Fighting Bull. You see the picture? I got one word for you: FLEE! Save yourself!
Added to all things mentioned above, I got a little South Node sitting pretty sipping his tea quietly, observing and absorbing the environment like a crocodile watching its prey. God help us all, I got issues, people; Issues beyond your wildest imagination.
Oh well. I'm working on it. Seriously, I am. And hopefully, there will be one person out there who understands all these conditions and willing to work with me through this ordeal. Somewhere out there, someday...my prince will come.
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Stay tune for next episode of Cosmic Quest - Water World, Life of an emotional shape shifter (where I will be exploring the Sun sign and Rising sign) Dun-dun-da...