Now these men have a T-square in their chart. Their N node is the point that completes the Grand Cross and their N node is conjunct my Mars Mercury conjunction.

So it would be impossible for me to do anything with that Mars Mercury (exercise, talk, write, screw, fight, etc.) without provoking an intense response in either one of them.

And it would be just as impossible for me to not be super, super energized by them, in a Mars Mercury sort of way. Nervous, jerky, hunting, calling, etc. And here’s how it played in real life:

When I met the soldier, I was 17. The apartments pictured are the exact scene of the crime. And I was walking along the ledge there on the 2nd floor heading to my apartment when I passed a neighbor’s place 3 doors down. Being as it was the desert and it was hot, the door was open and my neighbor called out to me… “Hey Elsa!”

A few minutes later I was sitting chatting with the soldier. He was courtly and I was swooning. I was ready to faint from love within a matter of minutes. I was just swirling and I went home about fifteen minutes later. You know. I walked a couple hundred feet or whatever and I got my roommate, a man, and told him to go get this guy for me. I was hyperventilating.

“Hurry!” I said. “Before he gets away!”

“He’ll be back.”

“No! Tonight!!! I want that guy! I want him!”

My roommate, a Scorpio, had the idea I could invite him to dinner and I agreed. “Okay! I’ll cook!” I said, biting my fingernails. “Just hurry, man. Don’t let that guy get away no matter what you do!”

He told me to stop biting my nails and headed down to the neighbor’s apartment to invite the soldier to come to dinner.

“Get the right one!” I yelled at his back.

“Which one?”

“The good looking one, who else? Criminy! The one with the dark hair. The good looking one with the dark hair sitting by the door! Him! Don’t get that other one. Don’t get any other one. Oh brother! Don’t get me the wrong man!” I was squealing.

“Okay!”

“Okay!”

“Get him!”

He waved me off with a big grin and I went inside out apartment and crossed my fingers as tight as I could and started praying.

A couple hours later, my roommate cleared out and the soldier came to dinner. I made spaghetti or something. We were getting along fine until I had some kind of power surge and wound up throwing him out of the apartment. Yes! I told him to get the hell out only to wake up in the morning with heartburn about it.

I ran down to the neighbor’s apartment.

“Er… are those soldiers coming back here?” I asked. I was in a panic.

“Yeah. They’re my friends.”

“When? When are they coming back? Whenever it is, I don’t think I can wait. Can you call them? Like now? Please? Tell them to tell that good looking one that I’m sorry. And I want him to call me…”

Later that day:

Brinnnnnnnnnng! Brinnnnnnnng!

I was sitting on the phone. I was waiting and I knew it was him when it rang. It’d better be or I was going to have to sneak on the base and knock on every door until I found him.

“Hello?” I said.

“I heard you’re sorry about last night,” he said. He sounded nice.

“Yeah.”

“And you wanted me to call?”

“Uh, yeah. Yeah, I am. I mean I do. Er… I did. I did want you to call. So hey. How are you?”

::blush::

So that was that. A week later we were living together, thick as thieves. It’s now decades later and I get boxes. So considering this kind of bond, how could I possibly stand next to his astro-twin and not feel something, regardless of his character?

Nodal conjunctions in synastry are very powerful. Have you ever met someone with their planets conjunct your N. node?

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