I have a confession to make: I’m not a huge fan of the zodiac sign Virgo. I’m a Gemini with a Leo Rising, neither of which are naturally super compatible with Virgo, and I don’t have much Virgo in my chart. So … honestly, sometimes Virgo gets me down.
That’s mostly because Virgo can be a critical and overly perfectionist sign, whereas my own Astrology is much more laid back, breezy, independent and — OK, I’ll give this to you — imperfect.
I’ve had Virgo friends who I felt were judging me or nit-picking me, which is a quality I can’t deal with very well. I’m very much “Live and let live,” whereas Virgo can be “Why are you living like THAT?!” I find this hugely annoying.
I do know that Virgo is a very loving sign, and if they nit-pick it’s mostly because they care so much. They just want everything to be perfect for the people they care about. But, er, sorry, that doesn’t make it any easier for me to be around.
So, as we all prepare for the Sun to move into Virgo tomorrow, I’m steeling up for the universal cosmic energy to get a little bit more uncomfortable for me personally.
This is a time when people begin to take life more seriously, start taking better care of their health and finances, clean the house and basically just get back down to the details of life that keep things organized and functioning well.
Details, schmetails. It doesn’t sound like much fun to me. I much prefer the playful days of Sun in Leo, but I do know Virgo has its place. And I know we can’t play all the time. But that doesn’t mean I can’t still whine about it a little bit, right?
Just please don’t judge me for it.