Eros

Happy Jupiter into Aquarius…I have Aquarius Rising (and Eros, the sexy asteroid is there too) so I love this astro-passage but the last time Jove was in Aqua, I got fat. Watch out if you have Aquarius Rising! You’ll develop a reverse version of body dysmorphia, thinking you’re svelte a la Beyonce but you can’t quite fit throught the door!

Anyway, Jupiter into Aqua has me in mind of astro-gambling. I never think like this. The astro columns with lucky numbers for lotto and suchlike must surely be joking. If one knew the numbers, one would play them once or twice & voila…Sudden concern with problems of the mega-wealthy. But I have decided to look into it. Purely to impress the Aries Bra Boy who tiled my kitchen last week. It’s not so dodgy as it sounds. He got a text msg and stepped back in ultra-surprise, so i peeked at the text. Because I have Mercury in Aries, it’s not nosy. It’s more about my right to know everything. And ego. Respect etc.

Anyway, the text msg said something like ‘Karmic Surprise’ and ‘I Have A Secret’.  I became way more intrigued than i would normally be & only later did i realise it was about racehorses. So, to disguise my disappointment, I enthused my head off and claimed to be on the verge of discovering some sort of amazing astrological horse betting system. Total bullshit, of course, but we peeps with Mercury in Aries are very much In The Moment.

So far, all i have found is this but i already know that Jupiter, the 5th house & Venus etc are lucky. Is there some maniac out there who runs racehorse birthdata through astro-software & then calibrates it to the current transits and the Feng Shui of the racecourse? All i need is one hot tip. It’s confusing for me as I thought all racehorses were officially born on August 3. At least in Australia. ie; All Leos.

It’s even more ridiculous as my Aquarian father spend years fruitlessly researching a mathematical/numerological betting system. Along with the new method of telling tame, patented at vast expense etc. I don’t need to go here! But Astro-Fiends, note, Pluto is now beginning a long, slow, lazy-take-your-time trine to my IC.

Astro-Dieting Notes:

During Saturn transits one often stalks around feeling like shit, all cheekbones and existential glowerings but it’s all one can do to force down some green tea and celery. Often the rigours of a macrobiotic diet or bodybuilding egg white omelette sort of a thing seem to match one’s Saturnine inner state.

During Jupiter transits people think of sensuality & grapes, of celebrating. But wasn’t Jupiter a bit plump? Like Buddha? He’d transform himself into something more suitably seductive for when he swooped down to stun nymphs & what-not.