Thanks, again, for your calm writing voice. I've always enjoyed your stories, (some might think that I, too, tell stories...even some that recall a story of mine about ten condos; but that is another matter). I don't know the first thing about astrology, (I am Aries, they say, born on Mar 25), but I wonder if the qualities that you inherit from, or share with, a relative, I.E. your four planets from your grandmother, are just as significant with those with whom you share your planet? Like Leo. Or perhaps an identical twin brother? Your essay this month has me wondering.
Dearest Virgo daughter, I'm really thankful you were led to claim your rightful Virgo identity and release the Leo banner you carried for a few years. You are Ceres, a woman of the sweet Earth, strolling through the pasturelands and meadows, gathering flowers and singing and leading a frisky red calf by her halter. I believe you would have experienced a deeper commonality with your grandmother, if you'd met her when she was a girl, before she became so civilized.
That's a good image - leading a frisky red calf by her halter. That about sums it up, eh? And when did we all become so civilized? That's an interesting thread to write on...
Thanks, again, for your calm writing voice. I've always enjoyed your stories, (some might think that I, too, tell stories...even some that recall a story of mine about ten condos; but that is another matter). I don't know the first thing about astrology, (I am Aries, they say, born on Mar 25), but I wonder if the qualities that you inherit from, or share with, a relative, I.E. your four planets from your grandmother, are just as significant with those with whom you share your planet? Like Leo. Or perhaps an identical twin brother? Your essay this month has me wondering.
I love your astrological questions Jeff Welch! Sun in Aries?! Good to know. I love me some good Mars energy.
Dearest Virgo daughter, I'm really thankful you were led to claim your rightful Virgo identity and release the Leo banner you carried for a few years. You are Ceres, a woman of the sweet Earth, strolling through the pasturelands and meadows, gathering flowers and singing and leading a frisky red calf by her halter. I believe you would have experienced a deeper commonality with your grandmother, if you'd met her when she was a girl, before she became so civilized.
That's a good image - leading a frisky red calf by her halter. That about sums it up, eh? And when did we all become so civilized? That's an interesting thread to write on...
Brava! (And I don’t use exclamation marks willy nilly)
Beautifully said
Beautifully written👏👏❤️
Thanx for this
Thank you for reading Hobie. This means so much coming from you!
Thank you for such a thoughtful response. I really love hearing how this piece impacted you.