DoubleCappy writes on Saturn Neptune Perspective:

But what if we can imagine good things for ourselves?

Cappy, trying to be optimistic.

DoubleCappy - Yeah, I guess that’s the point that I forgot to make. First, this idea and effective way to deal with a difficult reality. It is a good coping mechanism when things are hard. Er… they could always be worse, just use your imagination. But you’re right. You can also imagine yourself into a much better place and I do that as well.

For example, when I hear men are talking about me in the locker room at the gym, I imagine they are saying really nice things and it is all totally in my best interest….

Do you consciously make things up?

Shaina writes on The Relationship Fails - Now Whose Fault Is That:

“…I guess it’s a trade-off, that I have had to realize that sometimes people won’t want or need my nurturing, and they can just go off on their own and do their thing and it’s OK with me. Preferable, actually, because the healing energy I give out to other people is something I ought to save for myself.”

(read her entire comment here)

Shaina - I have learned that everything is preferable compared to what you can imagine. Hah!

I might have learned this from satori by the way, also a Saturn Neptune type (Pisces Sun, Moon in Capricorn).

We can imagine (Pisces) some pretty dire stuff (Capricorn) but anyway…

Do you agree? If so can you see where you get your perspective in your chart or in your life?

Dharmaruci, DR in my vernacular has asked several times about the soldier’s strong Neptunian signature. He wonders how it plays and here’s a sample of that.

As the back story, I used to sing him the Siamese Cat song from Lady In The Tramp when we were kids. Goes like this:

We are Siamese if you please
We are Siamese if you don’t please
We are from a residence of Siam
There is no finer cat than I am

That last line I would sing with great flourish even though I sing horribly and he’d roll off the bed wiping tears from laughing at me. I used to sing that song all the time. This is one of his strongest memories from that time so with that in mind, last night he calls me…

“Yeah, I was going to have some of that chicken you made for me, P. I was going to make a chicken sandwich but then this pregnant kitty came along and I thought, oh look. That could be, P.”

I laughed.

“Yeah. I thought, that could be P all right and she was hissing at me too. A pregnant cat hissing right at me and looking at my chicken,” he said. “She was eyein’ it. Staring right at my chicken and hissing right in my face. And I thought, is that you, P? Ahhh, that could P.”

“Cause I hiss at you?”

“Yeah, sometimes. Sometimes you hiss at me. But anyway, here’s this hissing kitty who is pregnant. And she’s eyeing my chicken and I know she wants me to give it to her. She wants my chicken for sure.”

I laughed.

‘So what the hell. I gave it to her. I just handed it right to her in case it was you, even thought I though I knew it was probably not you.”

“She take it?’

“Oh yeah. She took my chicken, she ate it and then she just hung out and hissed at me some more. Cute little kitty, too. She looked just like you.”

“I’m glad you fed her.”

“Of course I fed her. She was pregnant. She was a mama, P just like you.”

Speaking of projecting, I am hardly immune! Not only do I project, it brings me glee. Pretending gives me a happier life and here’s evidence:

Last week my editor, HQ posted about the comment problem we’re having and then emailed to ask it if sounded okay:

“Yep, looks good! Your debut. Except I will add your graphic!”

I looked for the picture I use to identify, HQ, like I use the wrench graphic for “The Mechanic”. It’s been awhile and I couldn’t find my picture of the Pentagon, so I looked for something new and found it right away. He mailed:

“What the heck is that building?” Continue reading Uh Oh, Busted! Neptune On The Midheaven And She’s Got A Hologram Boss

“So I wasn’t going to call you, ever. I’d decided that. But it didn’t stop me from thinking of you. I thought of you so much… I don’t think I’ve gone a week in my entire life without you coming to mind. I’m serious, E. I just thought of you all the time. I couldn’t help it. And after awhile I didn’t really want to help it. Although I admit there were times I was delusional about it.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well first, the whole thing was crazy. To be thinking of you at all after so many years was crazy. Because I figured you were married for sure. No way would you be single. I bet she’s married, I thought. She probably married some Italian guy, who is good looking and she’s got four kids. I bet she’s happy too and look at me. Look where I am.” Continue reading The Soldier and P - Part 23: Quintessential Pisces