Is it okay to be happy? Is it okay to have sweetness in your life? For some that question is easy to answer but others have to a balk. They can’t answer that straight away and with good reason. The soldier and I two such people.
Just how happy can I be with my daughter ailing? Let’s say I look in the mirror and see myself grinning. Is this okay? What if I skip down the hall (which is something you can do if you have Leo in your chart). Is that okay? Or is it a betrayal? Am I betraying myself and my daughter by having joy in my life?
And what about the soldier. Is it okay if he’s happy when his friends are dead. You know what they say about those killed at war. They are the “real heroes”. Because he was not killed at war, must he be a fake hero, then in deference?
What if he’s really happy? Is this okay? Is it okay to be happy when people are shooting at your son in a war? If he finds himself happy, should squash the feeling? No? Are you sure about that? What if he’s smiling when his son takes a bullet, hmm?
I have some fix on the intellectual arguments here but I am talking about the subconscious. Pluto. You think one thing but the lower octave has got the wheel. Who can relate?