I feel deeply stirred tonight recalling my grandfather, Henry, being aware I carry his legacy. I was thinking about him earlier this week, he was at the top of his profession when he quit public life around 50 years old. It’s easy for me to understand why he’d do this.  My grandfather had little interest in material possession outside of things that were useful, like tools. I stated in one of his letters, he had a “nervous disposition” and I imagine the politics to the university weren’t to his liking.

Some years ago, Annalisa said I would end up like him which was a horror to me at the time, mostly because, Henry was single. Do you think I want to be single? NOOOOOOOOOOO!

Continue reading Moon Conjunct Pluto in Capricorn: My Grandfather’s Legacy

Working as an astrologer with an international clientele, I run across all kinds of people each week.  It’s imperative I show respect and do my best to understand the client’s moral perspective or belief system. I am fortunate that I was raised by mega-Aquarians who taught that people were individuals.

My grandfather, Henry, studied religion and philosophy. He routinely hosted people from all walks of life to discuss their beliefs. I lived next door to him (via a path through the desert) so I had a lot of exposure to this as well.

Continue reading Astrology And Morals: Yours, Theirs, Ours, Etc.

The soldier and I were talking about lemonade which I do not like. He is distraught over this (his word) because he loves lemonade and he’s gone as far as to say if we’d have met a kids (little kids… 8 years old or something) he might not have liked me.

“I think I’d have wanted to have me a lemonade-drinkin’ woman,” he said. “You know. I want to drink some lemonade with my girl.” We were getting into the bathtub at the time.

“Henry (my grandfather) wanted a glass of lemonade once,” I said. “He was dying.”

Continue reading His Scorpio Moon And My 8th House: Death And Lemonade

From 2007 - There is a T-square in the Cardinal signs, people want to control other people. On that note – this:
Paul, a regretful control freak tells a story on Henry... (also, the person I am talking about here is LUPA.

The Saturn return is the point where you reorient your life and there is no need to be terrified. Here is real life example:

Henry in his own words as referenced in the piece.

Skip to Part 3 – My Saturn Return

The 8th house is concerned with legacy and this goes beyond leaving a legacy or carrying one for others. You’ve got to transfer energy around. As a gross example you wind up the executor of a person’s will.

Continue reading Legacy: The 8th House in Astrology – Named The Executor Of A Will – The Shadow Side

I am living proof you can be mistaken as a whore when you don’t even know what a whore is. I would have defended myself vigorously against the charge if I had any idea what a dirty whore was but I didn’t.  Defense (Saturn) was impossible in such confusion (Neptune).

I wound up getting myself home, traveling alone at 11 years old, the whole time thinking I could not wait to get home so I could look up “whore” in the dictionary, or more specifically, “hore”.

Continue reading Mars Conjunct Mercury Launches A Whore Investigation

These are amusing. A double Capricorn writing to a judge.

Letter to US District Judge Oct. 21 1956

Dear Sir:

One of my secret ambitions has been to sit on a jury and I felt honored when the summons came yesterday. However, several obstacles stand in the way of my serving at this time.

How long the term might last is of course unknown to me, but each day would be a sacrifice for me right now. I am working from dawn until bedtime to try to get a house ready to move into before the cold weather. My present quarters have no hot water heater or facilities for heating.

For many years now I have found it necessary to live on a diet of raw fruits and vegetables and a sudden change to the greasy devitalized meals of a restaurant would be most undesirable. I have no idea how many meals would have to be eaten away from my home nor if it would be permitted to bring my food from home.

What type of cases come up in the court is also a mystery to me but it might be well to mention the fact that I have long been opposed to capital punishment. It amazes me how long our country will call itself civilized and still cling to it’s gas chambers and collective murders.

Respectfully yours,

Letter to manufacturer of poorly performing electric razor July 22 1974

“…. During my long life I have used many razors including the Schick Flexamatic, Remington, Sunbeam and the Norelco, but this is the first time I ever saw one that actually refused to cut either a whisker or a hair. Again, I have offered it to one of my two granddaughters, who both shave their legs, but they are as disgusted with it as I am.

Regretfully yours,

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pictured – Henry standing on his head on top a mountain. I took that picture. I was 10.

Although Henry was had fervent interest in religion and studied throughout his life, we were never taught anything specific to believe. Stellium in Sagittarius, he was wide open to discuss the subject and people commonly were invited to his house to debate.

They showed up in droves. Young men with bibles showed up. Men and women came in pair or groups, and I specifically remember the Hare Krishna coming by repeatedly. They became friends with Henry as did the groups of hippies that lived in the commune type settings that were somewhat common in the era. Henry would travel to visit these various groups…large spiritual families you might say, frequently spending a night or two with them, discussing philosophy.
Continue reading Henry In His Own Words: Double Capricorn, Desert Philosopher and Authentically Interesting Person – Part Eight

That’s a picture or an ocotillo cactus in bloom. As you can see they’re very beautiful. They also make excellent fences.

Ocotillo cactus is very easy to grow (in indigenous areas). If you snip a branch off and stick it in the desert dirt, it’s very likely take root and grow. To make living fence, you only need dig a shallow trench and then hunt up the cactus…respectfully.
Continue reading Henry and His Living Ocotillo Fences – An Interlude