There is a new gal showing up in the steam room right around the time I go. She’s super friendly, I’ve seen her a few times now.

“Is it true you burn fat by sitting in here?” she asked.

I did a double take. “No I don’t think so,” I said.

“Well I lost ten pounds last week just sitting in here.”

I was grateful for the steam, I knew she would not be able to make out the look of startlement on my face.

“Well that’s amazing,” I said. “Just amazing, good for you.”

“Yeah, I’m really happy.”

“Me too. I’m happy too,” I said lying down so I could burn even more fat.

My natal Mars Mercury in the blunt 9th house sprung to life to defend (Saturn) against my fake alcoholism (Neptune).

First a boast:

“Drinking problem, huh? Well how about you ask anyone in the world if I am drunk, other than the person who made this claim and see what you find out? That ought to be amusing,” I said.

And then another boast:

“Well I’ll tell you something. For someone who drinks all the time I sure do show up sober all the time, have you noticed? I have been to all these meetings with you people and I’ve yet to slur a word. Why do you think that is? What might explain my sobriety? Can we think of anything? Jeez, man. I think you’ve been bamboozled, what do you think?” I challenged.

Problem is there are a good number of people (more civilized than me) who would imagine  a person would only talk to authority figures who hold your fate in their hands in such a manner after they’d had a couple drinks.

::smiles::

I stopped short of asking them if they would like to smell my breath although it did cross my mind.

pictured - The Absinth Drinker, 1901, Pablo Picasso

I was writing in the comments on the last video - I am having a Saturn transit which triggers natal Saturn which is tied to Neptune. The video illustrates one of the ways my public image (Saturn) has been undermined (Neptune).

I just caught myself writing this to HQ, where Saturn = fear and reality, Neptune = confusion.

“I have thought of this a million times. So is it a needless worry, a real concern or is there no way to know?”

And now I wait for reality to arrive in my mailbox. Reality (Saturn) which I may or may not believe (Neptune).

Can anyone relate?

Saturn is in Virgo and speaking of editing, my book and limiting what you say, a few years ago HQ was helping me put it together. The book is about my life and he came up with the structure for it which I could have never managed on my own courtesy my Saturn Neptune inclinations. Structure to me is just what you read on this blog. It’s all connected - isn’t it obvious? Ha ha ha.

Continue reading Saturn In Virgo… And La La La, Different Perspectives

Dina writes:

“I definitely noticed your keeping your life secret from the blog, Elsa. You keep saying that difficult things are going on in your life but never really talk about them. Plus you keep your music tastes secret. I remember the reason you gave for that. It’s because it’s precious to you right?

I know it’s kind of trivial and unfeeling to say it but.. I’m curious about what you’re keeping secret! :I’m especially curious about your past and your book.”

Dina - our perceptions are so different. I talk about my life non-stop on this blog. I keep some things secret (or private) for a variety of reasons which generally speaking, I reveal.

Continue reading Astrology And Secrets - It’s Neptune Again, Various Other Sundries: Elsa P Attempts To Explain

‘The soldier told you to stop being mean to me,” my daughter said.

“What? I wasn’t mean to you. When was that?”

“You told me, so much for solidarity and he said, don’t be mean.”

“Oh, that. Well I don’t think that was mean. I was just stating facts. We were fighting, see.”

“I know.”

‘Right. So he tries to give me some chocolate. Here, P. Have some chocolate. He was pandering,” I said with a smirk.

“You said no.”

“Yeah, cause I was pissed. I’m not taking any chocolate from him! But then he asks you. How about you? You want some chocolate? And you say, sure! Sure do!” I laughed. “And right then, that’s the end of my defense. It just dissolved right from under me because my daughter is chomping away on a Dove bar from the enemy.”

“I see.”

“Yeah. So no solidarity. I used that word because you asked me about it the day before. But anyway, I thought it was funny not mean. Here I am going to hold the fort against him and my daughter? Forget about it! She’s havin’ herself a candy bar.”

joana writes, regarding my 1 minute astrology “uniform” on the Saint, Sinner, Designated Victim blog…

I think it’s GENIUS that you bought those shirts to serve as a uniform. You really have given this projection thing a lot of thought, a lot of past experiences no doubt…

But I love those shirts!

joana, thank you but I gave it no thought at all. I decided to make videos, stopped in an Old Navy to get something for my daughter, saw those colored shirts, bought a stack of them (2 for $15 as I recall) - came home and put on two of them (at a time, remember? Astrology, Fashion and Color) in front of a camera all in about 45 min.

In other words, from conception until the time something was loaded took less than an hour because when Mars Mercury decides to do something, that thing is done. It was days later… maybe two weeks later that I realized via a conversation with satori what I had done and why.

Thing is, most of the time I have no idea what I am doing. I do what I feel I should. I do what I feel directed to do and I trust myself, knowing that if I mess up, there is always an apology that can be made.

And on that front, the apology can be accepted or not but at this point, I feel I can fall back on my body of work as far as my character goes. Not just my work on this blog, but the work of my entire life and there is plenty of that. But on this site alone, there are nearly 3000 blogs and if you can’t figure out I am a decent person from that, I am pretty sure you’re a moron.

Personally, I think I am perhaps 20% aware of what I am up to and often don’t see the grand scheme (what I was really up to) for a dozen years at least and 20 is more like it. What about you?

Earlier today, the soldier and I were making plans to meet for the weekend.

“So New Mexico again, you think?” he asked.

“No, looks like Texas. Amarillo, Texas is my best guess at the moment.:

“Oh. Yellow.”

“Yellow?”

“Amarillo. That’s how you say yellow in Spanish.”

“Well I know what that means. Malaria, Texas here we come!”

But 2 hours later our plans fell through. It does not appear we will see each other this weekend so know we’re both snotty and edgy. We were doing our training-up stuff which we are good at these days, but it’s still tedious. He must have sensed my irritability. Continue reading Venus Neptune Evades, Saturn Neptune Blows Smoke, Mercury Is A Smart… Elsa P Is Embarrassed

Joana asks regarding the “controlled experiment”, Compassion And Sympathy video:

“Do tell, Elsa, if you can, the conclusions you reached with your sister and your charts.”

joana, it starts with the fact I have a packed 8th house and she doesn’t. But our main interest was in exploring the meaning of this not just for ourselves but the people with all the pity. What were they getting out of it, see?

My sister did not appreciate being pitied, most people wouldn’t. So in this way I was coming out on top.

Anyway, we looked at this in depth and from all angles because we were there and we could. It’s a big story, I wouldn’t know where to start but I can tell you this:

It all winds up in a hall of mirrors, as my sister (Pisces/Cap) is also a Saturn Neptune type. And for Saturn Neptune people there is nowhere else you can go.

Live in there long enough you can get your bearings but it does you no good unless the other person can get theirs. And most people don’t even try.

Er…. They just keep busy pitying people like my sister.

Regarding Venus and Saturn / Neptune, the other day on the Pisces Energy vs Scorpio Energy blog. I talked about men at the gym who interrupted my workout (when I was needing one the most) because they were horny. Point being, they just can’t see me.

Last night I had to take my daughter to the emergency room. My son was with us, he was in a panic when I pulled up in front of the emergency room in front of the valet. Continue reading Neptune On The Midheaven: They Just Can’t See You, Even In An Emergency…