I was sitting in the chair of my hair lady of seven years when she asked me, ‘If you had the cure for cancer would you share it?”
I did a double take. ‘Er… I suppose I would.”
Next thing I knew she reached into the bottom drawer of her station and she started pitching me on becoming a Mormon.
“A what?” I said. “A Mormon?” I couldn’t have been more shocked. “You’ve got to be kidding me?”
I saw that hair lady a couple more times but when she told me I had the “Mark of the Beast” on my forehead (and I told her to cut my bangs short so it could be seen by one and all), it became sadly apparent I was going to need another stylist. In whatever case I recalled this story as I sat down to write this other bit. Here is the other bit:
I plucked a domino today and managed to derail a fight with the soldier the sprang up last night the same way a geyser does in Yellowstone park. And it was effective too but let me tell you something, it was not easy. It is not easy in the heat of battle to stop the fight. All kinds of things run through your head.
For example, if I stop the fight, I stop the fight without having made my point or gotten my way. If I do this and do it continually will resentment build?
I thought that was a pretty good question, one I have now resolved but here’s how these two stories fit together.
I have come up with the cure for cancer if cancer = the notorious fights between my partner and I. So do I share it?
That I have to ask speaks to Venus and Mars in Scorpio in the sky right now, never mind my own packed 8th house. And make no mistake!!
If I do stop the fight it’s due pure manipulation. There’s that dirty word again and maybe it’s not so dirty after all.
Use and abuse of power, it’s such a fine line.