Everybody loves Venus. In your birth chart she rules your love style, the things you like to do when you feel lazy, and your fondness for sweets, among other things. These are all things we spend a lot of our time striving for, and these things are also the source of a lot of our heartbreak, waste, and heart disease.
There’s a temptation to call Venus “The Love Planet,” but that would be inaccurate — any love beyond the kind you feel for a really good cookie is a lot more complex than just one planet can cover. Venus in your birth chart also influences your attitude towards money and material resources. It might be more accurate to call Venus the “Sweetness and Light” planet. Those things are certainly related to how people feel about love and money, in much the same way that a flashy car ad is related to future breakdowns, overdue payments, and fender benders.
Did you know that Venus can kill you? Surprise! It’s true. Her style isn’t the same as the knife in the gut Mars prefers or the drug overdose Neptune might hand you or even that freak accident involving the truck full of cattle you read about in the news the other day (Uranus was driving it). When Venus kills you, it’s usually because she’s the bait in the trap.
See that? I just gave you a whole new creative angle with which to look at the role of Venus in your birth chart. Venus likes that sort of thing, and understanding how your own Venus works can help you tap into your creative potential.
Having said all that: yes, Venus does have a fair bit to do with who you love, how you love, and what you love. There are already plenty of “cookbook” descriptions of Venus through the Signs out there, so I’m going to be taking a slightly different approach… one that many of you may already have some experience with.
Have you ever written a personal ad, or read any? Odds are pretty good that you have. Personal ads are both the opening gambit in a potential relationship and (ideally) consist of a creative, catchy, or original way to express what we are looking for. Personal ads don’t always tell the truth, but the do tell a story: the story about ourselves that we’d like others (and ourselves as well) to believe. In the upcoming series on Venus I’ll be presenting here, we’ll have a look at the personal ads she put on the Internet during her last orbit, and some of her responses to the ads others placed.
And hey: why is a nice girl like Venus still single anyway?
I’m so glad you came to me in your darkest hour, Bill. That’s a large part of what I do when I consult with people about their birth charts. Normally, the process of doing a reading involves a lot of back and forth, questions and answers, and conversation in general.
That’s not what I’m going to do for you today, Bill.
Astrology isn’t merely the cataloguing of your components to tell you “who you are” or “what you should do.” Some astrologers complain (and rightly so) about “cookbook” astrology. “Oh, you’re a Gemini? Well, the text here says that means you talk a lot. Therefore, you talk a lot.” There’s a great deal of value in cookbook astrology. After all, planetary placements and aspects do have real meaning and have real effects.
But you (and every other human being) are more than that. You aren’t the recipe, you are the dish. A recipe can tell you how to combine the ingredients to make chocolate chip cookies, and you can follow those directions and product an adequate end result. But that recipe may not specify that the butter should ideally be at room temperature (and not melted) when you work it into the dough. It won’t tell you that adding a touch more vanilla will improve the flavor. It won’t tell you that sometimes substituting one type of chip for another can make the cookies better or that pre-heating the cookie sheet can make the edges crispier.
So, go with me on this, Bill: instead of the usual reading, I’m going to look at your birth chart and transits, and give you the answer to the important question that I’m certain you came here to ask me… and then give you a completely non-astrological answer.
I’m looking at your birth chart, Mr. O’Reilly — based on your voter registration card, which is all we know about the matter: born September 10, 1949, in (we think) New York City. Even with that limited information, two things stand out about your birth chart. The first is an almost unaspected Mars in early Leo. Sure, there’s a weak and out-of-quality opposition from Jupiter, but mostly that loud and proud Mars of yours is running around with little to hold it back.
The other thing that stands out to me is your Jupiter in Capricorn, which is trine your Sun, but square your Moon, Mercury, Venus, Neptune, and Nodes. This complex makes you a forceful communicator, and quite possibly someone who is fascinated with power structures.
Under different circumstances, this could have made you a great reformer, a champion of the little guy, an epic historian — and in your own way, you have achieved much of that. But when combined with your Mars, which rules the sex drive, it seems that your Jupiter complex has been directed in large part towards taking advantage of your position of power. Specifically, I refer to the long string of sexual harassment claims (and resulting legal settlements) that have now cost you your job at Fox News.
Astrologically, this was all triggered by transiting Pluto conjunct your Jupiter… which means that transiting Pluto is also squaring your Moon, Mercury, Venus, Neptune, and Nodes. It’s no wonder things have blown up in your face. In a sense, it’s unfortunate there wasn’t anything more epic about your fall — something more Shakespearean, something that could be spun into another one of your best-selling books… not that you’re likely to have too many of those again in future.
So, Bill: I assume your question is “why is all this happening to me?” I’ve outlined all the astrology that went into it, but that really isn’t my answer. That’s a cookbook approach, and it’s not my job to recite dry details. Just today, and just for you, I’m going to give you a much more direct and honest response.
Why is all this happening to you? Because you deserve it, Bill. You deserve it.
First, a couple of definitions:
- “Mainstream Media” (MSM): Any organization or individual that makes money off of getting your attention with things you think aren’t true.
EXAMPLE: Any source that reports something you don’t want to hear about a politician or other news story that you want to believe in.
- “Brave Truth Teller”: Any organization or individual that makes money off of getting your attention with things you think are true.
EXAMPLE: Any source that reports something you do want to hear about a politician or other news story that you want to believe in.
…or wait, is that the other way around?
Anyway, it has been reported lately in the MSM that Brave Truth Teller Alex Jones (of InfoWars fame), the man who brought you the bellicose, red-faced truths of Pizzagate (and later, a retraction) and Picklegate (retraction unlikely) is a performance artist. This was revealed by Jones’ defense counsel in the custody case being fought between Jones and his ex-wife.
For those of you unfamiliar with his work, Alex Jones was the first bold patriot to report that President Obama was going to use the Sandy Hook School shooting (which was an elaborate hoax perpetrated by the government, using phony “crisis actors,” special effects, and possibly holograms) as an excuse to invoke Agenda 21, which led to UN troops occupying the United States, taking all civilian firearms away, and placing large portions of the population into concentration camps run by the Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA). You remember when that happened, right?
Admittedly, the opening rounds of a custody case aren’t where everyone always tells the absolute truth. Some (or all) of the accusations from his ex-wife may very well prove to be false. So, let’s look at the astrology…
Alex Jones (born February 11 1974, time unknown, Dallas Texas) is currently experiencing his Neptune Square, as is everyone born around 1972-1976. This is often a time when you discover that you’ve been inherently deluded about something in your life, and often that delusion was created by yourself. Neptune (like all planets) rules a lot of things, but in this case we’re talking about its role in glamor and fame and delusion… which, if you think about it, are three sides of the same coin (This is Neptune we’re talking about so sure, a coin can have three sides, why not?). Complicating this further is the Mercury-Neptune square in Alex’s birth chart: transiting Neptune is also opposite his Mercury now.
Any Mercury-Neptune aspect can add a certain glamor to how one communicates, but it isn’t known for having a solid grasp on facts. Now of course, if you want to take the more charitable view of Jones, you could probably make the argument that there’s illusion going on here all right — but it’s in the form of the complaints his ex wife is making against him in court. The gist of her argument as to why she should have custody is that the angry, threatening, unhinged Alex Jones one sees on InfoWars is an angry, threatening, and unhinged man in real life as well.
So to summarize: either Alex Jones is a heartfelt patriot whose zeal sometimes causes him to shout and swear and pound his desk in outrage at the hidden truths that only he dares to expose, or the persona I just described is an act that peddles nonsense for entertainment purposes. In other words, Alex Jones is either telling the truth, or maybe it’s an act that’s being used to sell The Truth in a more entertaining manner, but he’s totally different when he isn’t doing his act. Or, I don’t know, maybe the whole thing is a False Flag operation created by the Deep State to discredit Truth Telling, and perhaps mind control, Satanism, secret ritual child abuse, and/or chemtrails are involved somehow.
Were you the least bit frightened, confused, or amused by the preceding incoherent, rambling paragraph? In a frightening and confusing world, a guy could really find a niche to work, selling people easy answers to complicated matters, couldn’t he? There’s real safety and comfort in assuming that everything bad that happens is either fake or part of a huge conspiracy, and you are one of the enlightened but oppressed minority that really gets it.
I don’t know. Beats me, man. We’re talking about Neptune after all. Maybe I should just wait until I receive my orders from the Illuminati before I announce my opinion in public, because the Reptoids aren’t returning my calls on the matter.
PS: Vaccines don’t cause autism.
Much of what I do as an astrologer is look at people’s transits: the things that the Universe is doing with (and to) a person at any given time. Often as not, a client will contact me when a difficult transit is reaching its peak, and that’s not surprising. People tend to go to the doctor when things are serious, and not when the first sneeze happens.
Just as when someone visits the doctor, it’s not at the beginning or the end of an illness: it’s the middle. Saturn transits are a big part of what brings people to an astrologer, and I’ve found that the “dramatic structure” (if you will) of a typical Saturn transit matches the three-season structure of HBO’s The Leftovers.
I am a huge fan of The Leftovers, which returns for its third and final season tonight. But I can see why others are put off by it. It is one of the bleakest damned things ever made for television. Other shows may be about how our heroes overcome adversity; The Leftovers is more a story of how to endure loss.
The Leftovers is set years after an event where, mysteriously and completely without explanation, 2% of the world’s population simply vanished. It’s like The Rapture from Christian belief, except that this event didn’t just take “the good ones”: it was completely random… willfully random, if there can be such a thing. But this is not a show like Lost (also produced by Damon Lindelof) where something strange happened and there is a big mystery to solve about what it was and why it happened. The Leftovers is simply a show about the aftermath of tragedy, and how we deal with it. As a result, the setting of the show is just exactly like our world is now… except much crazier.
Weird cults have sprung up: some offering strange hope and others embracing the meaninglessness of individual existence. Some people want nothing more than to move on with their lives. Others haven’t got a clue how to do that. Some actively want to forget, and others willfully won’t. Many of the survivors – the “leftovers” – have lost their minds. And yes, if you are thinking “this is a giant metaphor for the state of America after 9/11” you be absolutely right. But the show is more than that. It’s an extended, unflinching look at how we build our lives from the wreckage of the big, ugly, and apparently random events that sometimes get thrown our way.
If you know nothing of the show, based on my description you may very well be thinking “wow, that sounds really interesting, I should watch that” or “that sounds relentlessly painful and I’ve never watch that.” Either response, or a combination of the two, is equally correct. Like a difficult transit or a tragedy, what you do with this new information and new circumstances is entirely up to you.
Saturn transits tend to have three “seasons” to them, like The Leftovers. There is the initial transit, then Saturn retrogrades and the transit strengthens up, and then Saturn goes direct and completes the final pass. Or as I sometimes like to put it: “The truck runs you over, the truck backs up over you, it runs over you again.”
Although it was almost certainly unintentional, the three-season arc of The Leftovers seems to be following this pattern: tragedy, adapting to tragedy, and then a final Apocalypse. Certainly a typical Saturn transit isn’t that horrible — but they’re usually horrible enough. But since we’re talking about television, then yes… we could be looking at the literal end of the world on The Leftovers. Once the Season Three premiere has aired, I’ll be back to have another look at how The Leftovers is approaching that final pass of the ultimate Bad Transit.