This is on my mind, because my sister (who just lost her husband) is calling me many times a day. The stats on our relationship are pretty shocking.
I have only seen her three times in 40 years. There was a 25 year period where there was no contact at all, though neither of us were upset or mad at each other in any way. So now there is this intense communication and you think we’d be strangers, but we’re not.
I was preteen the last time I spent significant time with my sister. When I talk to her, I feel exactly the same way I did then. I think the same things as well, namely, I think. “Get a load of this!” That’s my opinion of my sister.
So today this came up on her end.
“I lost my husband, but it gives me a chance to get to know my little sister.”
“I guess. I feel like I know you,” I said. “I don’t feel like you’ve changed at all.”
“You haven’t changed much either,” she said. ‘You’re the same as you were when you were a little girl, as far as I can remember.”
“Really? What was I like when I was young, in your eyes?” I asked.
“I don’t know. We were just all trying to get out of there. We were all out there in the desert, trying to protect our bodies and our minds. We were trying to survive the shit and get out.”
“Hmm,” I said.
She’s right. She is exactly and precisely right. I want to escape (Neptune) oppression (Saturn). Everything I do, on every level, every day, is to this end.
Let’s just say that I can spot a trap. I am glad to have this skill. I don’t think it’s all that common.
Can you spot a trap?