Saturn went into Virgo and I noticed the boundaries (and limits… Saturn) of my mind (Virgo) kick in. For example, sometimes people email and want me to write about this or that. Sometimes I can do it but often times I can’t.

Sometimes I can’t do it because the thought or idea is foriegn and did not originate in me. Other times, I could write reams on the topic if only I weren’t up to my neck in the things and themes that have originated him me. This forces me to defer so I can stay on my own track which is sometimes inspired rather than write something flat on demand.

On the same theme, last night in the midst of a conflict, the soldier said, “Well you’re just going to have to figure it out in your own mind.”

“Well yeah, I’m going to use my mind to figure it out. Whose mind would I use if not my own?”

Anyone else noticed this? Integrity of thought?

My son has inherited my criminal mind. He’s seven years old. He has Mercury in Mars rules Aries (the family Mars Mercury signature) and a Scorpio Mars. And he is one crafty little bastard!

I was in my bedroom when he called me. “Mom!!”

“What? Are you calling me?” I shouted back to him because this is how we are. Loud, that is. We’re loud Italians.

“Come in the bathroom,” he called back.

“Okay.”

I walked in the bathroom and he’s standing there with a huge screwdriver. “Notice anything different?” he asked, pointing at the door knob of the bathroom door.

“There’s no lock,” I said.

“Come with me,” he said. I followed him to his bedroom. “There it is,” he said, pointing at the bathroom door knob, now installed on his door. “I have been wanting a lock for a long time.”

I just shook my head. What a little bastard, you know? Did he ask? Hell no! But how mad can you be when your kid is slick like this? I think it’s much more appropriate to be scared!

And the next day I thought this through. And I can see my kid is just like me. He knows right where the line is. What he can get away with and how he can get away with it.

How long do you think he plotted? Because had he asked…well there is no way I’d have given him permission to do this.

“Hey Mom, can I take the lock off the bathroom and put it in my room?”

“No! Are you crazy?” ::smiles::

And he had to have known that. So here he is thinking, “How am I going to do this…to get what I want?” And then he just decides to go for it.

And I wanted to go to the store when I was kid, living in the middle of nowhere. And I eventually decided the only way to get there was to drive. And considering I was ten years old, I was pretty sure if I asked…

“Hey! Can I drive to the store..?”

Answer? “No! Hell no!”

So I just stole a truck instead, see. And I got away with it, just like my son got away with this door knob thing. Although I am going to buy a new lock for the bathroom and have him install it. And by the way…

How the hell did he learn to change a door knob? Same way I learned to drive a truck, I suppose. Instinct.

So what about you? Any other criminal minds out there? Tell us!