Category: Astral Weather

Hmm

~ susie

I’m sure there’s nothing to this astrology stuff, just ignore it:

Don’t forget to be prepared for the storm and seismic risk windows of October. Once again – the last month this year for which this can be said – there won’t be a SuperMoon or eclipse kind of celestial shock window stirring up powerful tides in the atmosphere, crust and seas of Planet Earth. Even so, the beginning, middle and end of the month – give or take three days, all else being equal – foretell a rash of powerful storms with damaging winds and heavy precipitation, as well as a swarm of moderate-to-severe seismic activity (including Magnitude 5+ earthquakes and volcanic eruptions. In particular, keep an eye on October 1-3, the 13th-19th (including the lunar south declination extreme on the 19th), and of course the full moon on the 29th.

Astral weather report

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Tomorrow is some pretty intense astrology happening – a square between Uranus (sudden change, shocks), Pluto (destruction of the old) and a powerful full moon conjunct Uranus, right on the Aries Point. (You don’t need to know what that is, but it’s significant.)

Think of it as a turbo booster for sudden, fundamental change, both personal and global. Wars (bombs), earthquakes, volcanoes, tsunamis. Anger, fights, arguments, relationships breaking down. (Or up. You’ll hear about surprising divorces.) No matter how much you resist it, you will need to go forward. You will need to change.

I’m not real happy about this one. It hits me right on my natal sun (because tomorrow is my birthday) and although (as my dear friend Maya points out) it’s very possible the changes will be positive, I’m kind of stuck in my “Oh god, I’m so completely fucked!” mode right now. I don’t trust the calm after the storm, because it’s never stayed calm for long. So even when things are going well, I’m still looking over my shoulder.

There’s one basic rule in astrology: Any transit, no matter how powerful, will not affect you unless it activates (makes an angle to) something that’s already in your natal chart. Well, this one’s lighting up my damned chart like a pinball, so here’s hoping Maya is right and it’ll all be fine.

And I’ll finish my book, become rich and famous, and live happily ever after. At least for a few weeks!

The best Mercury retrograde ever!

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On my way downtown this morning, my car was struck by (I’m sure you’ll all appreciate the irony) a Comcast truck at Rittenhouse Square. Of course, the guy jumps out of the car and starts yelling at me that I hit him. “No dice, pal. I was in my lane and you hit me,” I said. I pointed to the white paint marks on the very last part of my rear fender.

“Oh yeah? I have paint on my car, too!” he says. “I was trying not to hit that guy who had his head hanging out of his car…”

“And you didn’t see me because you were distracted,” I said. But as I bend down and rub the damage, I see that it’s all paint and I can take care of it with a little rubbing compound. So I tell him to drive more carefully, and get back in the car.

I end up in the emergency room of the hospital where my doctor has privileges. I have to say, it was a pit. And the parking lot was two blocks away from the ER, on the other side of the midtown expressway. I had to limp my way there.

I wasn’t real happy. First of all, they have the acutely ill people in the same room; one woman said she’d had the flu for three days and was hacking up a storm. Second, they didn’t seem to think that checking me for a blood clot was much of a priority, so why should I? After waiting four hours, I took off the hospital wristband and gave it back to the registration clerk, telling her to tear up my paperwork because I was leaving.

I limped back to the parking lot, got in my car and drove back to the same hospital where I had my surgery. When I got there, there were about 30 people in the emergency room, so I got back in my car and came home. I’m pretty sure it was the acupuncture; I don’t have any of the usual blood clot signs like swelling, hot spots on my skin or discoloration. It just feels like my foot fell asleep and hasn’t woken up yet, and it hurts when I walk.