Last night I told my husband, I missed the time when life was simple.
“When was life ever simple?” he countered. “I’ve never known life to be simple.”
That sounds good. It sounds authoritative but I was immediately able to go back and outline a time in our life that seemed “simple” to me. We had lots of love, lots of work, lots of conversations, lots of responsibility, lots of joy… this is “simple” in my mind.
Back then, I woke up in the morning knowing what I was supposed to do and why. I was happy 95% of the time. Gleeful, even.
If you feel you’re in the right place, doing the right thing, there is a good amount of peace that comes with that. Take this away and it becomes complicated.
Astrologically, I would give this to transits in my case. I have a simple chart, even with a packed 8th house. I’m naturally content to a large extent so it takes a transit, or a number of them, to gunk things up.
In contrast, my husband has a harsh, Cardinal T-square in his chart. I think this explains our fundamental difference.
Is your life simple? Has it ever been simple? What are your ideas on this?