Two nights ago on the phone with the soldier…

“I was talking to La, La, La Lara and I asked her about the Little Match Girl,” I said. “She’s familiar with these stories and I wanted to know what she made of the fact you associated her with me.”

“What did she tell you?”

“She said what it conjured up in her mind was probably different from what you meant. So what did you mean anyway? Why do you associate me with the Little Match Girl?”

“Well I’ll tell you what I think and then you tell me what La La thought.”

Continue reading The Soldier, The Little Match Girl… And P

Now in the midst of this intense fight and the 2 hour long discussion of my club… the interaction with the gay man and the blond that has yet to be introduced, the soldier mentioned this new fact – he associates me with the Little Match Girl.

I was not too happy when he told me because I was overwhelmed as it was after 24 hours of intense process but I did get up and quick-read the thing which made me cry, but not profusely because I did not process it at the time.
Continue reading Open Question: The Little Match Girl – Who Is She And What Does She Represent?

“There is no way I will ever be in that club,” the soldier said regarding the club my ex-boyfriends have and they do have one. “I don’t care what happens between me and you, I will not join that club.”

I stared. “I know that.”

“I may go to one meeting,” he said, shocking me.

“You’re going to go to a meeting with them?” I was stupefied. He knows how I feel about my club. I have no idea why these men decide they are going to best friends with each other when they break up with me but it happens and it happens routinely. “You’re going to a meeting with them?”

Continue reading The Ex-Boyfriend’s Club And The Little Match Girl – Are You Confused Yet?

Yesterday the solider was still talking about the picture he came across in the garage 2 weeks ago…

“Oh, that picture?” I said. “Well I loved that dress. Oh man did I think I looked good. I didn’t see any possible way in the world anyone could look better than I did when I was wearing that dress.”

“Well you were right.”

“Yeah, I know. I thought I was good to go. I thought I could go anywhere in the world in that dress and be recognized as beautiful. I just didn’t think my beauty could be denied and I saw no need for shoes. Shoes? Who needs shoes?”

He laughed.

“Yeah, I was dying to be seen in that dress. It had rick rack you know.”

Continue reading Voice Of Venus In Leo… Square Neptune: “I Was A Total STAR…”

“What? You don’t think you’re like Anne (of Green Gables)? I think you’re just like her,” the soldier said.

“Oh yeah. I see the correlation. Beginning of the movie she is talking care of everyone and they still tell her she sucks. That’s familiar. And then when she gets a chance to get out of there she has to do some fast talking. She has to sell herself. The quality of her life depends on it.”

Continue reading Anne Of Green Gables – Mars In Libra?

Jessica asked on the last Tooth Fairy blog -

“So Sun-Saturn people need love more than almost anyone?”

Actually that last post was long so I chopped it in half and the explanation for my asserting that a love relationship would be important to my son was cut. Here’s the rest of that bit.

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My son has his Sun, Moon and ascendant in Venus (love) ruled signs along with planets in his 7th house so he was born to partner. He will never be happy alone. In fact he got up one morning when he was five years old looking completely beleaguered, “I am so tired of sleeping alone,” he said wearily. I just know he is going to meet his Tooth Fairy young.
Continue reading Astrology And Children: Sun Conjunct Saturn @ 8 Years Old – ISO Love

“Yeah, I’ll go to a ball with you.” I said.”

“Great. It’s a date. Will you wear puffed sleeves?” he asked, referencing Anne of Green Gables.

“Sure.”

“Okay. I am going to have to really work at this though.” the soldier said. “I will have to get over my rhinoceros-ness.”

“Really?”

“Well yeah. You have to glide around. You have to be graceful. I’m not graceful.”

Libra, I thought. “Oh!,” I said. “Yeah, we really should do this. It’s Libra… your north node. You are supposed to be learning all these things, love and grace and relationships,” I said. “I have told you about this. We should definitely take lessons, it’s the right direction for you.”

Continue reading A Soldier Learns To Ballroom Dance…. Aries South Node Moves Toward Libra North Node

I have had to traverse some pretty difficult terrain in my life and I am at it again. I have to say I feel like a very high level human being at the moment but that Saturn in Virgo is something else. Talk about critical!

I am under extreme stress but if there were ever a time I might be required to think and communicate to the best of my ability, this is it. This is the Olympics for Elsa… I swear I don’t think anyone else on this planet could do what I am doing now, in fact it is beyond comprehension; however I am vividly aware that I have trained for this all my life.

Continue reading Astrology And Criticism – Saturn (Stationary) in Virgo – OUCH!

It was Saturday and we were standing next to a flatbed trailer with 3 HUGE industrial air conditioning units sitting on top. Our task was to tie them down… to fasten them to the trailer so they would not fly off the back when the truck pulled them down the highway at 65 miles an hour. You use heavy chains to do this. Filthy metal chains that is, with metal fastening contraptions to hold the chains taut.

Next time you see a flatbed truck, check it out. Just imagine you have to insure a machine setting on top does not fly off into traffic as the truck moves down the road, killing whoever happens to be in it’s path. It’s eye-opening, I promise.

Everything about the job is heavy metal and clanky. It’s a pure Mars Saturn situation. It’s man’s work. It is hard work and people who have been reading awhile know how much I like to work. I would fare very well on a chain gang, for example. Matter of fact, I would be in my element. I was attracted to Howard Roark in the quarry but that is because I am Howard Roark in a quarry. I am almost embarrassed by how much I enjoy I physical work so I had no problem acclimating. Continue reading Elsa P, Back In Boy-Land Yet Again: Mars Saturn At Work

Well I have another manifestation of Mars Saturn to report and I like doing this, by the way. Because like I said at the beginning of this thread, Mars Saturn has a terrifically bad reputation in astrology. So I think it’s good to throw all these various manifestations of this energy up here to illustrate two things.

First that when you have an aspect in your chart, it shows up everywhere, all the time. It pervades your life. And secondly, the list of ways a particular aspect or energy can play is endless so when you read somewhere that Mars Saturn is cruel… period; you can know this is ludicrous. It is one person’s observation based on their experience, or worse, it’s based on what they read somewhere else and are now repeating because they have no idea of their own.

So anyway, I’m going to tell a story about Mars Saturn, along with some other things and this is the beginning of it.

I mentioned that I got a better workout when the Salesman was in the vicinity. And the difference isn’t mild, it’s extreme. For example, I stay on the crosstrainer, 50% longer when he’s around as compared to when he’s not. Remember, the Mars in these charts aspects mine. So when they go, I go and vice versa. And Mars is competitive! So when the Salesman told me he stayed on the crosstrainer for 45 minutes, I immediately extended my workout from 30 minutes to 45 to compete! Think I am going to let some Salesman outlast me? Forget about it!

So maybe you can picture this. I’m on one machine, working out furiously, the Salesman alongside me doing same.

“What level you on?” he asked. “I’m on 14.”

“Level 20,” I said smugly, with a chuckle.

“Oh,” he said, as he tweaked up his workout just a little.

And back in the day I would leg wrestle the soldier. And he never could beat me. As a matter of fact, I’d throw him clean off the bed, onto the floor.

“And there I’d be on the floor. And I’d be thinking it had to be a fluke,” he said. “She didn’t just throw me onto the floor, I’d think as I was getting up off the floor. This can’t be! I’m going to have to try that again. We’re going to have to have another match and this time I’ll pay attention because there is no way she can beat me. Her legs aren’t stronger than mine.”

I laughed.

“And we’d do it again. And you’d throw me on the floor again! Bam! Onto the floor! Bam onto the floor. I’d go flying, too. You could literally flip me off the bed.”

I roared. I could vividly remember my heart pounding in my chest as he got back on the bed and got in position to have another go. And I was going to beat him, believe me. Or die trying! I’d be grinning ear to ear, too. Bring it on, you turkey!

“And it wasn’t like I was some kind of wimp. I have no idea how you did that. How did you do that? I don’t think we ever leg wrestled where I didn’t wind up on the floor. And I never admitted this to anyone. The last thing I want is people knowing that some girl could beat me, leg wrestling.” He laughed. “We finally quit doing that. I was tired of winding up on the floor, that’s why.”

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Do you have someone in your life that triggers your competitiveness? And do you like it?

pictured: those are my legs. Be nice (says Libra), or I will kill you with them (says Mars).