Full moon road over my Pluto in the 7th, quickly sitting on top of the stellium with Saturn and Mars in the 8th. The Leo turned fully on love channel. ((blushing))

That’s a major plus for my years of containment and hold-ups have been in need of release and internal permission to let my hair down.

Revolutionary, a wonderful kind of revolt for an old gal.

I like it that you feel empowered… It’s an empowering story… The strategy of “fake it till you make it” does work. It’s not that you’re really faking it, but if you’ve been oppressed, like many girls were/are, then it takes some practice, some prep, some learning how to throw a punch, to get to the point of not going around but confronting the obstacle…
I get it, I’ve had the same type of training to train back out of myself…

I’m so glad to read this, satori:)

Full Moon squeaked into my 9th House. I’m trying to expand my mind in order to heal my tired heart.

And more particular irony with the Kenny Rogers..growing up this was my mothers FAVORITE. She drooled over him. I thought it was funny.

Satori, no way would I stand and taunt you in front of your tank. I may ask to borrow it sometime..

Yeah. That song gets me every time. This was pretty spot on for me. I have a formidable chart too with lots of saturn and cap moon mommy brakes. And, I have been completely stunned by how that’s just not happening anymore. Stand in front and get trampled.

The full moon was right on my midheaven and there’s no more hiding how smart or competent or adept I am at my job to make other people feel or look better. And if you’re in my way, well, move or get trampled. Interesting.

Ha, it hit my mars and midheaven. I’m no tank, but last night I was tired of being insulted in situations where I have to be too grown up and professional to answer back.

I’m seriously considering getting my tank-on

My 10th. funny – other than restlessness, I’ve had a better week this week – no waking up with panic attacks or that heavy feeling in my chest and gut. A lot of dreams that are very long and mundane at the same time – nice ones, involving my real life, only slightly skewed (like a much larger, older home). I told a friend that I was disappointed that I couldn’t remember more about my dreams, because I’d spent so much time with family and friends in them, and they just felt nice – good.

On the other hand, as calm as I’ve been (for the most part), I’ve been smacked with things from other people and *their* drama. One family member started yelling at me over something the other night, and then she did it again yesterday – both times, I’d been feeling great, only to be surprised by that. I got over it quickly, and she was surprised that I was talking to her. We both agreed that nothing had changed, but I told her that there were no enemies here.

all right!