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Rants & Raves

<rave>I’ve been ranting awhile about a particular business topic (nothing recent on my blogs) and my lovely-not-so-lovely squares FINALLY figured out what I need to do to get over the nonsense.

There’s a quirk customers have in that they’re always trying to find loopholes and get away with sheat no matter the consequence.  I don’t find this to be decent, helpful to anyone, or showing integrity in personal and intimate relationships, even business ones.  I’m not selling burgers or a pair of jeans.

But that’s okay.  I figured out how to counter the obstacle.  Oh yes, my Scorpio MC found a STRATEGY that will address their needs while addressing mine. And this is my motto:  Get the needs of others met, while you get your needs met too.

I had to go all Saturn because I find no resolution can be completely Uranian when working with everyday folk.  They have to have something to hold on to, a precedent where their sheep and flock have decided unanimously that THAT thing is the right thing and anything new must be tested, weighed, and accepted by the masses before they’ll accept it.

I can’t go into what it is that I’ve found a solution for but it’s one that the masses can’t readily turn down and one I can readily get behind with a Scorpionic smile. ;P  I will say it has nothing to do with personal reading consultations. And I’ll say the reason why I have so much trouble with my Sun & Mars is that I don’t want to go down the road of Scorpio but fact is, I’m in business and Scorpio fits the bill in dealing with the games people think they need to play (social custom in business) with me but don’t really have to.  So it’s harder to walk down a path of personal integrity when others are not or think you’re not.

In other words, it’s definitely hard to make money with integrity but somehow I get creative and figure it out after a LOT of verbal ranting.  LOL

I think this is why I LOVE helping clients who rant about their life. Because after they’re done, they’re raving about my insights, solutions, and strategies to what was once considered a problem.

Of course, I could be wrong.  My strategy might fail so I won’t be too cock-sure about it.  But what I will allow myself to be, is pleased that my Sun-Mars squaring MC are good for something! ;-)

..and now go back to the drawing board to reignite my dreams — a lot of work to do but nonetheless, I’m pleased!! Woohoo </rave>

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Venus-Pluto: Astrologer & Story-teller Kim Rogers-Gallagher Writes Again!

Reposting with permission.
I just HAD to post this one due to Venus and Pluto taking a lead in this story! :-)

I’ve written about Kim before…

After’s yesterday’s Flower Debacle with Venus, Pluto was kinda depressed.

He was up all night, obsessing about what he should have said and what he should have done and how Venus would probably never give him a second chance, and how nobody ever wanted him around, and…well, his mood just got worse and worse, until early this morning, he decided to just End It All and defect to another Solar System. Of course, Pluto being Pluto (see “Revenge-R-Us”), before he left, he wanted to be very sure that Venus knew exactly what she’d driven him to (okay, and maybe give her a chance to beg and plead with him not to go). He crept quietly up the stairs and down the hallway toward her room…

Venus’ door was ajar, and when Pluto peeked in, he got quite a surprise. Apparently, during the night, Venus had decided to paint her room and that every wall should be a different color. (See “Gemini,” see “variety.”)
Pluto was horrified (see “Capricorn,” see “stark”), but he couldn’t tear his eyes away. He watched as Venus put the finishing touches on a spot near the ceiling, laid her paintbrush carefully across the open can on the top step and climbed down the ladder. She wiped her hands and surveyed her work and seemed quite pleased at first, but then suddenly, she stopped and frowned, hands on her hips, talking to herself. (See “Gemini” again.)
[(Oh, no…These really aren’t “Spring” colors, are they? What if they don’t match my complexion?)] (See “Queen of Vanity.”)
She reached under the plastic on her dressing table, pulled out her favorite hand-mirror and began backing up to each wall, comparing her complexion to the colors. Of course, she wasn’t looking at anything but herself (and she’s not retrograde), so she bumped right up against the open ladder.

The ladder started to collapse in on itself.
The paint can teetered precariously on the top step.
Venus panicked.

She struggled to hold onto her mirror with one hand and keep the ladder steady with the other, but it wasn’t working. Venus looked back and forth desperately from the mirror to the ladder, trying to decide which to let go of…

Pluto couldn’t stand it anymore. He ran into Venus’ room, grabbed her mirror and pulled her away from the ladder. The can of paint fell to the floor with a loud “plup!” and the ladder started to fall toward Venus. Pluto got under it right away and steadied it, but it took him two hands to do it and in the process, he dropped the mirror…

Venus stared at the huge green paint splatter on the floor where she’d just been standing. She looked at the broken shards of mirror. Then she looked at Pluto. She tossed him a quizzical look.
[Hwat rea *oyu* odgin eerh?]
(See “Venus inconjunct Pluto.”)

Pluto had no idea what Venus said, but he read her look. He stuck his hands in his pockets and stared at the floor.
[Well, I didn’t want you to have any back luck, and you know what they say about walking under ladders and breaking mirrors, so…I figured, better I should risk seven years of bad luck than you…especially today…Aw, never mind, you don’t know what I’m talking about, anyway…See ya around, Venus…]

Pluto shuffled back Downstairs and sat behind his desk, brooding. A few hours later, someone knocked at his door. It was Venus. She was smiling and holding a sleeping black kitten in her arms. She handed Pluto the kitten and a note, kissed his cheek and headed back up the stairs. Pluto shut the door, tiptoed over to his favorite easy chair and sat down, stroking the kitten until it began to purr in its sleep. He set it down gently on his lap and opened the note.

“Hi! My name is Persephone, but I like to be called “Seffy.” I enjoy long stalks, (especially at midnight), mercilessly hunting prey and operating in total darkness. My survival instincts are unsurpassed, but I firmly believe in total devotion to my One and Only.”
Happy Friday the 13th!
Thanks! You’re the best!
Love, Venus.

Pluto looked down at his kitten and smiled.
[“Seffy,” huh?]

Happy Friday the 13th, everybody!

You can follow Kim Rogers-Gallagher on her Facebook page to read other daily stories, and I believe you can purchase a personal natal astrology story from her as well.

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The Farmer’s Almanac

I ♥ the Farmer’s Almanac.

I first learned of the book when I was a teen and grew up in and lived near farm country.

I’d use it to plan my summer holidays in Toronto. I always wanted those days to be sunny and bright and the Almanac never steered me wrong! Good days!

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For The Love Of Art

Art, in all its forms (dance, drawing, music, etc.), makes me INCREDIBLY happy. :D

 

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Astrologer Kim Rogers-Gallagher: An Astrological Story-teller

I have a special treat for you.

You may or may not be familiar with the astrologer (Kim Rogers-Gallagher) but her work is an absolute delight and she’s so incredibly mentally creative.

Like Astrofix, another innovator, Kim’s astrology wisdom is something to cherish, admire, and sink your brain into.

I learned about Kim’s work from a Facebook status share that my friend Quinn did.  And anything Quinn posts is worth a look-see.

Kim writes creative stories involving the planets, signs, and aspects that are currently in the skies (world transits).  Her stories bring astrology to life and the stories are also a really great learning tool as they contain accurate astrological data and Geminian facts.

When teaching astrology students, I sometimes act out (astrodrama) in a similar way in how she writes her stories (but I come up with my own original oral stories to tell!). I’ve done this because a) it’s fun, b) it brings the material down to earth, c) makes it vivid and easier to understand because it gives life to the cosmos, and d) makes it more meaningful.

With Kim’s permission, I am posting one of her amazing stories…

The following story contains the following world transits for today:

Moon in Gemini, Moon Semi-Sextile Venus, Venus Taurus, Mercury Rx, Mars Rx, Moon Square Mercury, Venus Sextile Mercury, Asteroids, Baikal (heh, I probably missed something…)

Moon and Venus (see “semi-sextile”) were doing a crossword puzzle over coffee this morning when Mercury skated into the kitchen (backwards).
[Ooooh, a puzzle! I “love” puzzles! Can I help?]
Moon looked doubtful (see “Moon square Mercury”), but Venus pulled out a stool for him at the counter. (See “Venus sextile Mercury.”)
[Sure, honey! Have a seat.]

Moon read off a clue.
[“Ringed planet.” Six letters. Well, that’s easy. “Saturn.”]
Mercury thought for a second.
[Actually, there are four of us with rings. Jupiter, Neptune and Uranus have rings, too.]
[Yes, but most Meres don’t know that, Mercury.]
[Well, that doesn’t mean we should keep perpetuating the rumor! Put “Uranus”
in there.]
Moon sighed.
[“Uranus” doesn’t fit. The last letter is an “n.”]
Venus leaned forward.
[Well, what does the “n” connect to, Moon?]
[It’s the last letter of four and the definition is “Zodiac Beast.” So that’s got to be “lion,” which makes the “ringed planet” Saturn. See?]
Mercury shrugged.
[“Zodiac Beast” could be crab, too, or goat, or…]

Venus sat up.
[Bull!]
Mercury shook his head.
[No, really. That’s what it says, Venus. I wouldn’t lie to you.]
[No, it’s Bull! The answer is “bull!”]
[Oh, yeah, that’s right! “Bull!”]

Moon tapped her pen on the counter impatiently.
[That doesn’t fit at all! That would make the last letter of the “ringed planet” an “l,” and none of you end in “l!”]
Mercury thought for a second.
[Well, what about “Baikal?”]
Moon rubbed her eyes.
[…Um….Who?]
[Baikal! He’s in the asteroid belt! The Meres found him back in ’76!]
[Does he have rings?]
[I’m not sure. I haven’t seen him in a while.]
[Well, if he doesn’t have rings, he can’t be a “ringed planet!” Besides, he’s only an asteroid!]
Mercury crossed his arms.
[Oh, so he doesn’t count because he’s “only” an asteroid? That’s not very nice! You remember when they tried to take Pluto’s Celestial Status away? He’s *still* mad about that “dwarf” thing, and I don’t blame him! It’s bad enough being small without somebody calling attention to it!]

Moon rolled her eyes.
[Okay, let’s try another one. “Inflicts serious harm upon.” Four letters.]
Mercury stuck his hand up.
[Oooh! Oooh! I know! Rams! That would seriously hurt you!]
[Doesn’t fit. Look, it’s “mars.”]
Mercury looked around.
[Mars is here? Where?]

Moon closed her eyes very, very tightly and counted to ten.
[No, Mercury, I meant “mars,” as in to “mar” something.]
Venus pointed to the grid.
[Well, what’s the down word? Does it end in “m” or “r?”]
Moon pointed to the clue.
[It’s “Sign of spring,” and it’s six letters.]
Mercury jumped right in.
[“Shower!” A spring shower!]
Moon shook her head.
[I think they’re talking about one of “the signs,” Mercury. One of “our” signs…]
[Oh, I get it! Well, that’s easy! “Taurus.”]
Venus squeezed his arm affectionately.

Moon shook her head.
[Can’t be. The second letter is an “e.” It’s got to be “Gemini.”]
Venus looked hurt.
[Why can’t it be Taurus? You know, you might be a little biased with that answer, Moon.]
[No, I’m not! The second letter is an “e” because the answer that fits with that “E” is SIX letters and it’s about an ASPECT, and the answer is “SQUARE!”]

Mercury wrinkled up his brow.
[Why does it have to be “square?” Why can’t it be “sextile?”]
[BECAUSE IT’S SIX LETTERS! SIX!!! NOT SEVEN!!!!!!]
Mercury nodded.
[Oh, right. Sorry….Well, maybe it’s “trines.” That would fit…]
[It’S NOT “Trines” because it’s NOT PLURAL! IT’S *ONE* ASPECT, NOT A TON OF THEM, AND IT’S ***SIX*** LETTERS, AND IT ENDS IN “E!!!” GET IT?]
[Well, what’s the definition?]

Moon threw down her pen and clenched her hands into fists.
[The DEFINITION is “ASPECT OF STRESS AND IRRITATION” and the ANSWER is SQUARE!!!]
Mercury considered.
[Well, maybe it’s “rashes.” Sometimes I get rashes when I’m stressed…]

[Oh, FOR…..AAAAAARGH!!!!!!]
Moon stomped out of the room.

Mercury looked at Venus.
[What’s up with her?]
Venus shrugged.
[Beats me. She was fine before you got here. Too much coffee, probably…Hey, you want breakfast? I’ll cook…]
[Great!]

(See “Moon in Gemini square Mercury in Pisces.” See “Venus sextile Mercury.”)

What’s also incredible is that Kim is prolific in her astrological story-telling. I believe she does two stories a day! Another soul-sister, for sure.

You can follow Kim Rogers-Gallagher on her Facebook page and I believe you can purchase a personal natal astrology story from her as well.

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Toronto Coffee, Baristas, and Beauty: te aro, TeAro, Te Aro

So I went into my favourite coffee shop today, te aro. I rushed myself in, was looking at the cookie section while what looked like a street bum, was talking up the cashier.  He finally stopped talking and just left without anything.

Then I made my way into the same position, looked up and hark, the angels sing — the most perfect and stunning face I ever saw in person looked down at me.  I stuttered out my order (his beauty invoked temporary amnesia as to why I was there… lol) and kept wondering why he was working there and that I wished I looked better after my recent bout with whatever and that my hair wasn’t in braids and a ugly hat. I’d also forgotten my wallet in the rental car so I had to go and get it.  I did such a girl thing on the way back, I instinctively removed my braids and ugly hat before I got back in. haha

If you’re into Rhys Myers without the alcohol and addictions, this man will serve your eyes well.  It must be hell exceeding the limits of ordinary beauty.  I mean, really, I don’t think I could stand to face that face every morning. lol I couldn’t even bring myself to ask his sign, name, or anything like that.  I was stunned and felt I was nowhere near his beauty level to even have such a discussion — again, I’d just be a stuttering fool.

Anyway, geez — that Aussie needs to be discovered (if he hasn’t already) by a modelling agency. Heck, maybe I’ll call a talent agent and let them know about this beyond hottie — lol…

The barista who made my mochas was the normal range of hottie material and a sweetie.  I got a leaf with a little heart at the end.  I was just so flustered with the eye candy, otherwise I would have taken a picture of that piece of art.  Yum too! At least I let them know his work of art was beautiful and he smiled with pride. Yay!

Who needs to go to a watering hole when you can go to te aro and check out the hotties behind the bar and enjoy a delish beverage.

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