I think it’s true, you know. Saturn Transits – especially to the Ascendant – seem to make one thinner or at least fitter and more strong. All that discipline, obsession, quantified self schizz and being in too foul a mood to party = a chic physique. It is the reward of Saturn. But still you scowl. Or if you smile it’s at your spreadsheets or when you wake up in the morning, solo, clean and already excited about the tasks that lie ahead of you.
Jupiter transits feel a whole lot more fun but you get a kind of reverse body dysmorphia – like you think you’re super-hot all the time & life can revolve around sensual pleasures, croissants, camaraderie, gourmet everything and non-stop expansion. Your world grows wider and so does your waistline. You can be too busy making money and love to give a fuq about the sort of kilojoule/ macronutrient consciousness that often fires truly rad results. Jupiter doesn’t measure, Jupiter does not judge.
Saturn, hydro-flossed and content in an organic hemp t-shirt early to bed at night readsWheat Belly and sips alkaline water, before eight hours quality sleep. If not out carousing, Jupiter stays up late reading A Dance Of Dragons, scoffing a litre of Blue Devil Hoochie Juice and a baguette for sustenance. OR is Saturn crazier than this: Is Saturn up all night power-slaving away, popping nurofen and hissing “sleep is for slackers” as their mental mantra?
When Jupiter was on my Ascendant, i was never more gourmet and less interested in exercise. Now that Saturn is squaring my Ascendant, i honestly feel non-grounded if i don’t exercise two hours a day & two thirds of the things i used to see as “treats” now seem garish.
We could research this and do an astrological version of French Women Don’t Get Fat lol. Your experiences with this?