Maybe you’ve heard that having Jupiter in the 12th, natally or by transit is like having an angel on your shoulder. Someone (or something) looking out for you whether you know it or not. An ethereal protector. Someone (or something) that lifts your spirits but is not necessarily grounded.
I have Jupiter transiting my 12th now and my angel is another astrologer. She is on the other side of the world. She’s taken to emailing me now and then. Her emails always surprise me because they are smart, funny, frank and friendly which is not really in line with her public persona. There is something automatically delightful about this. When a person shares with you, their secret self that is. She is my Scorpio pal who keeps an eye on me from her spot at the back of the room and her timing is incredible.
Though I never ask, she always shows up when I need her the most like some kind of comet, a brilliant streak across the sky to remind me there are some classy folk out there who value me and here’s the twist:
She seems less aware of her own value. She doesn’t seem to know she’s a flawless diamond, so powerful that 1 mail from her can wipe out 100 of the nasty kind and if that isn’t an angel on my shoulder I don’t know what is.
I am going to email her this because she is so humble she won’t recognize herself. Trip, eh?
Do you have an angel? Who is it?