Recently I’ve become aware of some very shadowy manifestations of my Mars (in detriment) in Libra. Eventually I will probably get my nerve up and write about it but to be very candid writing things like this is doubly hard. First because I have to reveal my weakness in plain terms with real life examples which I actually don’t mind all that much. The part that is exceedingly difficult is the defending this once I’ve done it which becomes necessary because it is not politically correct to say, “This Mars in Libra is a lousy Mars!”

And though it’s true you can get things done with Mars in Libra… I can obviously fight like crazy and exercise like a machine, fact is it’s is a lousy Mars but other people with Mars in Libra might not like hearing this! You know. There is a high expression of everything and blah, blah, blah. Like I don’t know that! I do know that, but it is still a lousy Mars!

::ducks::

So anyway, I was lying around last thinking about the lousy things I have learned about my lousy Mars in Libra over the last week and being very aware I ought to cultivate qualities of of Mars in Aries. Directness and so forth, that is. And then when I came across this, which made me feel a lot better.

This is astrologer (and writer… I love his writing), Elbert Wade on an Aries client he had once. Ha ha ha ha, at least I’m not her!

Aries, You Are — But What? by Elbert Wade

Turns out I’m a mess, you’re a mess which must also mean, I’m okay, you’re okay. Ha ha ha, Libra. Two sides, bay-beeeee! There are always two sides!

Do you have Mars in Libra or know someone who does? Please (asks Libra politely) tell us how it’s lousy… or not. If you can decide, that is.

goatish writes: “Have him put the posts on your side of the fence…”

goatish - maybe. It will look like hell though and I am not even sure it can be done because the cross pieces are on his side, so how to attach? I don’t know enough about fences…

I will go to the city tomorrow, I guess. The guy has escalated things today by taking down these slats he put up to replace some that have come off (I didn’t live here then), as threatened.

That’s fine… the slats belong on my side anyway and I am happy to replace them. But he obviously wants to play.

Thing is there are other men around me who also want to play:

“What’s in it for him? Well today, he gets a free fence repair and no dog shitting in his yard. What’s in for him tomorrow? A lawsuit and then he gets to pay. What’s in it for him the day after that if he still wants to be a bother? Well then I guess he’s going to get his ass kicked like he’s never had it kicked before and after that he’ll decide to leave you alone….”

Oh brother. And all of this sprung up out of nowhere. I have lived here for 7 out of 10 years and never seen this guy before in my life before yesterday. And it turns out, when you have a neighbor like this, ignorance is bliss! Because now there is some seething thing in my back yard. It’s so Pluto.

When Pluto transits your Moon you have to wonder about “death” at your house (Moon). And for awhile there… for more than a year, my daughter’s life was at serious risk. But now she seems okay. Seeeeeeems. And this other thing is forming and to call it merely “unnerving” would be an understatement.

Because just as I can’t control this neighbor, I also can’t control Mars. I can only use my own Mars, which is unfortunately broken in Libra which means I have to be nice, fair and of course, non-violent! I have to pretty much fight by spreading doilies all over the place and I dunno. I can do my best. I can be well-meaning all day but it’s like rain. If the clouds decide to rain, then the clouds decide to rain and the rain comes down.

On the upside (Libra balance) I did have a person remind me that historically speaking, I do tend to find ways to resolve things like this, which encouraged me. So I’m just hoping I can manage this again and all the sick foreboding is nothing but that… sick foreboding.

So on Mars and my bear status, it was very uncomfortable coming to terms with this side of my nature. I guess we all like to think of ourselves in positive light. I know I do. But over the years I am more and more willing to deal in reality and the more I do, the more I see how ridiculous it is not to.

Am I better off to be aware I that I can and will effectively defend myself? Or should I kid myself and others by playing powerless or endlessly kind? I think this is a profound struggle for Mars in Libra who wants to be perceived as “nice”.

Do you tend to present as “endlessly kind”?

Jessica Biel, again.

She has Mars in Libra. So do I.

It’s all about balance, bay-bee!

And no grunting, ever!

Photo from thesuperficial.com

I have a friend. She is very sweet. She is too sweet actually, but she has a nemesis and she has a Scorpio Mars. And she has been slayed by this person more than once but apparently she’s decided to fight back and it’s been a real education to watch.

Because my Mars is broken in Libra! If you want to fight me, I will probably make you a cake or something. I will try to placate you with some sugar, but she has a different method.

First she researched. She was exhaustive with this, too. She educated herself around this person’s psychology and long story short…she has become able to predict his/her moves weeks in advance. She actually has the timing down, nearly to the hour after studying past patterns of behavior. Can you believe this?

So today as I was listening to her explain what had happened and what would be happening next, I was thinking, please, please shoot me if I ever become this predictable.

Are you predictable?

And speaking of dying on the battlefield… in my movie I would stand up, get shot in the chest, whirl around like a dancer and then fall! Libra, right? Make it pretty!

And I exercise like that too. When I assert myself in the gym I always try to make it pleasant. For example, I would never grunt! Not that I think people who do grunt should be escorted from the gym by the police, like this guy was.

But you know… when I hear someone grunt in the gym, or more commonly, drop a heavy weight upstairs, I immediately begin to exercise every prettier to compensate!!!

Because of that Libra, see? Like a total co-dependent, I have no choice but to move to balance!

The Free weights upstairs? Testosterone section.

Elsa on the cross trainer? The estrogen section!

The result? Equilibrium.

Do you exercise? How?