W.E. writes, asking about scheduling a reading: Let’s be honest: my ridiculous love life and concomitant questions about What Am I Doing With Myself? are not an emergency situation (I’m not being sarcastic; I really mean that!)
Wait. Stop right there. Yes it is… in the sense that “an emergency” is something of prime importance to yourself involving circumstances that (at least appear to be) somewhat out of your control, or that you’d like to have more control over.
I wish I could remember who first said this, but a fairly well-known psychologist said something to the effect that, no matter the many stated reasons people give for seeking counselling, that ultimately “people only seek therapy for one reason: because they are unhappy.” I think people seek out an astrologer for a modified version of this. I think people consult an astrologer because they are seeking both answers to the things that are concerning them and to find some sense of larger Meaning to their lives.
I learned a lot about life watching an earthworm one afternoon in 2007, struggling through life after a rainstorm, and trapped on a vast expanse (by the worm’s standards) of concrete in my front yard. I won’t retell the whole story here, but if you’ve got a second or two to spare, I encourage you to click here and give the story a moment of your time. It was written in a burst of inspiration on a day when I was having very similar transits to those I’m having today, and having similar questions about my existence… and you, W.E., are having transits like those now too.
The long story made short, for those of you disinclined to click on the link above: one day when I was questioning the purpose of my life, I watched an earthworm show uncommon resolve and surprising intelligence in making his way through life, and at that moment, under those strange circumstances, I understood the connectedness and meaningfulness of life better than I could have by listening to a hundred sermons or biology lectures.
And synchronistically, on both that dark and rainy day in 2007 and today, facing different but similar practical and emotional challenges under different but similar transits, I heard this song:
…which contains the lyrics
History recalls how great the fall can be
While everybody’s sleeping, the boats put out to sea
Borne on the wings of time
It seemed the answers were so easy to find
“Too late,” the prophets cry
“The island’s sinking, let’s take to the sky”…
…Which seems to reflect what I’m trying to say here in the way only a good synchronicity can. Your island may not be sinking, but it may very well feel like that at times — and there is less difference between the reality of the situation and how we feel about it than many of us realize.
Astrology isn’t going to just hand you all the answers you’ll ever need any more than spirituality or science alone can. I’m not a priest or a behavioral psychologist or a guru or a rabbi or an evolutionary biologist, and if I was I’m not any more sure I could hand you all the meaning you’d ever need on a silver platter any more than I can now. But I do know that an astrological reading can be an important, useful, and practical part of plotting your trajectory towards The Big Truths of your life. It’s a new perspective from an ancient wisdom, and sometimes it can mean a whole new beginning.
So yes, W.E., let’s book that reading.