Aries is the God of War, not love. Put Venus in one of the Mars-ruled signs and it starts to cook. It gets hot. Mars likes to fight. Venus in Aries makes war of love and love of war and this is the story I told this gal last night…
My sister is a Pisces with Venus in Aries. One day her husband answered a knock at the door of their home. It was a saleswoman and as my sister’s husband stood talking to her, my sister got a vibe she didn’t like.
Being a dancer, the front room of their house was a studio with a hardwood floor and catching this vibe, she picked up a chair and without a moment of hesitation she winged it across the room aimed at his knees.
The chair went sliding across the floor and went BAM into his shins, nearly knocking him down like a bowling pin and though he wheeled around in a flash of anger he wound up with this stupid puppy dog, “I love you” look across his face. He then shut the door on the saleswoman without comment, and this turned into foreplay for the two of them and do you know who told me this story?
He did. He had an Aries rising. Aries hates a wimp and he was braggin’ on his woman for not taking any shit.
Can you Aries out there relate?