Blind lucks

Swampcat !

I soOo love this pic – Leo 8th house here.

Look to your house of Leo & Sun
To see how & where you flirt.

Ow.  The ex flirted at work.

My brother had Pluto in Leo 9
and he nearly died in a motorcycle accident
while traveling, he was accident prone.
Yet he also had all the women swooning
in Colorado – which is super Leo.
and far from home.

My sister does at home.  True.
She and my brother-in-law are just plain goofy.

How about you ?


I have
Venus conjunct Jupiter and Fortuna
all in 8 of death.
Intense life-altering, knock-down, drag out, ginormous
love deaths

A Leo without light
sad, sick and in the darkness

I flirted with death.
Not proud of that.  True though.
I have died every which way
slowly, killing myself by degrees
  fuquin low Neptune poisons of each and every kind
killing me and killing me and killing me
without actual physical death
though I begged for it

For years I clawed my way out
of a deep dark sick hole

it was horrible
and now, thankfully
it is OVER

I have pinpointed another turning of the tide
a sweet man said have a good day
and he MEANT it.

Such a small thing – a moments kindness
that changed

Months later, I saw him again
I thanked him
He seemed surprised one turn of phrase
had been my fulcrum
Love and kindness
 in the darkness
of my 8th house mineshaft
Still I wanted more 8th house clarity
and I think
lay out your aspects visually

Look at YOUR CHART via TAROT symbology
is very insightful

Here is my natal 8 in a tarot nutshell

Love dies, I divine
  Venus – on 8 death- square Neptuner

:: pure, untouched ::
Whammy love squares to Neptuner.
Enter fog, confusion, illusion and delusion

What is gonna
save my ass from this train wreck ? 

My secret protection
Sagittarius in 12.

if you have Sagittarius or Jupiter in the 12th
you too have SECRET ALLIES

My first shot of Jupiter
 is my natal Jupes
lives in the 8th conjunct Venus and Fortuna.

That is, in my experience, blind luck.

Here is my whammy whiz – bang gorgeous
Jupiter chaser.

Me  and  You

I write, teach astrology.
(I have Mars in Sagittarius quintile Uranus in 9.)
(Mercury sextiles Jupiter, Mars trines Saturn 3rd)

Knight of Mars shows up.
(Swords – Mars is the blade)

He is my good luck charm.  
Without a doubt.

He is my secret protection in Sagittarius.

He is my cosmic Neptuning fork

With his help I transform suffering into healing
I find blessed balance.

Low Looney Neptunooney
morphs into

He is tuning MY fork to a higher vibration
although he may not even know it.

I am reconciling my day and night.
My polarities are finding union
hrough Pluto.


One more thing.
I felt you.


the breaking

It took me forever to write about the 6/12th houses for good reason.  Neptune is a big player in my chart.  It is not easy to admit I feel and likely inflict the pain, surrender and sorrow of the 12th.  Twelfth house Neptunian energy silently emerges and recedes, it is seductive and filled with illusions and dreams.  It is a part of me I have to accept.

Not suitable for realistic Saturnian audiences.  Most excellent movie material though. Aeons of heARTwork across herstory is testament to pain and suffering brought to life and transformed by the creative urge to manifest human desires.  One way or another desire will find a way to spill, stream and rush itself onto the material plane.

Is creative genius always the product of profound suffering . . .?

My Neptune lives in Aqua 11 and I don’t  KNOW.
Neptune shrouds the answer from me. 

Neptune in Aquarius had all the romance of an electric eel winding around my heart.  I haven’t looked up PTSD symptoms, not yet.  Pretty sure I’ve got them, and I’m not ready to know just now.   Part and parcel of living with Sun/Ura/Pluto.

I am drowning in deep waters, in the mineshaft of my 8th house. Neptune surrounds me again by opposing my late Leo Venus/Jupes by transit, while natal Neptune squares them.  This Neptune Rx is the last clearing out of the dross of the painful Aqua years, I am surrendering to the feelings of loss, grieving . . . and releasing it. 

Progressed: Uranus is rightontop of my Venus with Pluto on standby – the whole mess opposes prog Saturn Rx (my natal ruler).
Transit Uranus is applying to conjunct prog Saturn by transit.

I don’t have anything witty, humorous or genius to share, right now I feel empty.
Just another turn of the wheel, it will pass, like all transits do. . .

SoOo . . . I am Virgoing out, canning tomatoes, keeping busy, I will sing Peter Jackson’s praises later this Labor Day weekend, I don’t know when. 

I am metamorphing just like everyone else, and it’s painful, just like I knew it would be.
Still I keep the faith.

Amin lava