I am not sure how to integrate storytelling into my blog in this era but a lot of people have let me know they like my stories showing up or back up, in some cases. I know this: true stories teach astrology like nothing else. I tell stories, organically, I don’t know how else to say this. The stories are all true, so they fit together. It may not seem like it (if you’re new here).
For example, I posted “California” and was surprised at the very positive responses. Hey! I love the story but it has a lot of provocative comments in it. This is a plus for me but people have different tastes. I posted, Heaven, I Mean Circle K, next. Very different story but clearly similar. I mean, I am in them and you can see how I think.
This is when I picked up my first problem. People who read the first (non-swearing) story liked it but when they clicked to, California, it’s horrifying. The deal here is I am real and the dialogue I write (even if I am talking to myself) is “actual” as in “verbatim”. So I am going to sound different at different ages, in different circumstances. Also, consider why I am telling the stories.
I am not telling them so you like me, like crafting an image on Facebook. I am telling them because they are powerful. I don’t care how that sounds. I know it to be true.
So anyway, I’m getting into this today because I want to tell you something freaky, you’d never guess in a million years. And this happened, why? It happened because I have Uranus in my 7th house.
Do you remember what happened to me in, California, and how that story ended? I got home, right? And guess what happened two days later? See, this is how I knew I was twelve in that story. I corrected my sister. It’s because I got home and two days later this boy showed up at my house in the desert.
Now there were no boys in the desert or anything else. No phone. No TV, but I walked outside and my sister was talking to this boy who was so good-looking I couldn’t breathe. What boy? The boy with the Bad Moon Rising brother.
I looked at him. He looked at me. He asked my sister, “Who is that?”
I started high school about two weeks later. I was a twelve-year-old freshman and I had a boyfriend before I even got there. A football player with a Volkswagen Van not less.
So you see, this is pretty good, considering what happened in California. My 7th house Uranus aspects Jupiter and fortunes do change.
I try to remember this when I’m in the hard-knock periods of my life. God always has a plan.
Love it! As a teen I was scandalized by swearing, but later oblivious as it became the norm. Cool to know the reason for my own crazy experiences is my 7th house Uranus (conjunct South Node and Descendant).
Please keep ’em coming, we want more!
Yes! A good storyteller can reel you in and put you at the heart of the action!
I remember stumbling across this blog quite some years ago. I had started studying Astrology at the time but was struggling to get certain things to ‘gel’ in my head. After reading some of the stories on here, I could relate to the Astrology in a personal way, and this was like rocket fuel firing through my neurons, making the connections! And the search function here is so invaluable when you need to look up something and gain a new perspective 🙂
I love your stories! The good, bad, and ugly of it all!
Wow! You need to collaborate with Eastwood. You are the ultimate Spaghetti-Western heroine. Action adventure true-life mystery rom-com drama redemption story. I learn so much so fast about my own heart and how to heal it by reading these stories…And it makes me wonder about those fleeting opportunities when we decide who we are.
“And it makes me wonder about those fleeting opportunities when we decide who we are.”
Yes! And we can also look back and be reminded.