I met my friend, Ben, nearly forty years ago. We lived in Tucson; we were servers in the same restaurant. It was an interesting situation because all of the servers were gay men except for three women.
In whatever case, Ben and I hit it off. We’ve been friends ever since. This was the same time frame as when AIDS came on the scene and quickly exploded. I just need to mention this because it was so huge. It shook the world and we were caught in that, together.
Outside of waiting tables, Ben played the cello. He played it for pleasure, he played it, professionally and he taught a number of private students. Then one day, he was offered a position out of state. He was to be the musical director in the public school system. Long story short, he took the job.
This threw his entire life into total upheaval as he left everything familiar and moved to what amounted to a foreign country. I had already left, Tucson, for a rural town. Yes, I always gravitate to places where a person has space and freedom. Though it was out of his way, Ben, drove to see me on his way out of town, stating that he wanted my face to be the last one he saw before he left, Tucson. It’s an important point.
So now, nearly forty years have passed and, Ben, is considering retiring. We talk about him moving here, from time to time. Sometimes it seems likely it will happen. Other times, not so much. But it’s something we think about and my husband is all for it.
So today, Ben and I were talking and this came up again. I told him, he really needed to come here and stay for awhile so he could rule it in or out. He agreed. I also said, the culture shock would be equivalent to when he moved he last time… this is when it hit me.
“Hey!” I said. Pluto is about to cross your ascendant. Your life is going to implode, one way or the other….”
I should mention, Ben has Uranus in Leo, opposing his ascendant. “Say! I wonder if Pluto was conjunct the top of your chart, the last time you blew your life up..?”
Very curious, huh? So I looked. Sure enough, Pluto was at 2 degrees Aquarius, squaring his ascendant and his natal Uranus. “Apparently, this is what it take to move you…”
So check this out: what if my face was the last face he saw then, but the first face he sees this time? You can’t say life is not poetic! Always keep your old friends!