I can’t help feeling like it’s a stroke of luck that I am (blissfully) ignorant about the aspects and complexities of my chart…other than knowing the I’m a Leo, with Leo Rising and Moon in Gemini. As I am in possession of particularly active mind and prolifically rampant imagination. Too much insider “knowledge” may just fuel the cognitive fire…it happens!
I wait every day for you to write something about what in the actual fuq us Leos could possibly be in the midst of at the moment because it’s blatantly and oh-so painfully something…
All the Leos I know, myself included and from what I can assertion, IN PARTICULAR are being dragged back and forth through the Swamp of Unrelenting Angst, pulled kicking and screaming through the Brambles of Anxiety, forced to drink from The Cup of Soul-Ravaging Sorrow…you get the drift.
Isn’t Venus *meant* to be awesoming up our vibe??
Hasn’t Mercury stopped it’s backwards thang?
The past week has been,without a doubt, one of the most emotionally and mentally challenging periods of my entire life and THAT is saying something, believe me!
And what triggered this you may ask?
Did something happen to warrant this level of despair you may wonder?
Look, despite being a Leo, I am a proud, card-carrying and highly functioning Introvert. It’s my extreme sensitivity, my perceptiveness, me being a sponge for anything and everything that makes me need to retreat and regenerate…
But this…the way I’ve been lately is ridiculous and disproportionate and SCARY as Hell!
I’m strong, Mystic.
I feel “stuff” but I dive into it’s heart, process and always emerge stronger, wiser, more wonderfully eccentric and authentically Me.
Not so much this time…
I literally feel ravaged. I feel life my Life-Force is down to less than one bar. My chest bones literally ache. I’m scared…and I don’t get scared. I’m deeply, deeply lonely and I never feel lonely!
And I just don’t feel “it” lifting…
To make things even more harrowing…I’m doing dalliance with a Scorpio Male.
Very early stages, taking it slow because I want to and it’s worth it (for the first time in my bloody life!) and things were progressing so sweetly and openly-honestly-mutual-interest/both-on-the-same-page-ly, then last week…BOOM! A weirdness descended. A distance. A coolness…
In the spirit of honestly and saving face, a conversation was had in which I gave him ample opportunities to pull out, light-hearted get-out-of-jail-free cards were gently handed to him and honest reassurance that if he’s not into this any more, it really is ok and I’d rather know…
But no…he insists he doesn’t want them, doesn’t want an out. HUH???
I know NOTHING of Scorpios, let alone Scorpio men! They are so alien and foreign and from what people have said on forums on here…scary!
I’m trying hard to hand it over…trust…go with the flow. But I find this hard at the best of times and that way I’m feeling at present means it’s so far beyond me.
it almost feels like something isn’t letting me. Every time I “give up”, something happens with him that blatantly says “don;t give up!” You know??
(other delicious morsels include NOT getting a job I absolutely, 100% thought I’s get today, beyond Fuq-ed finances, and not even being able to successfully bake a cake and baking is one of my most awesome SUPER POWERS! *sob*) =reverse Midas touch???
So I’m wondering…
Are any other Leos experiencing this Uber-Angst?
Or am I finally going INSANE?
Or is there “stuff” going on??
Is this going to end soon?
Is this horrible fragility and sadness and confusion and fear going to lift?
Thank you Mystic, so much.
You have no idea how deeply I both need and appreciate your wisdom about this.
I really feel like I’m at my wit’s end.
This is not Me…
And if by chance this gets published…a huge thank you to all the wisdom and love and humor and awesomeness I know I can count on from you ALL 🙂
Plus BIG “I know. I know” Hugs to my Fellow, big-hearted Lions.
Most sincerely yours…
Okay so i under-estimated the thwack from that Solar Eclipse in late March and then that was followed up by Saturn moving into forceful aspect to Jupiter in Leo (that little bit of business is done by the end of July – more in the Horoscopes for July up soon) AND Mercury Retro with Mars also in Gemini.
But i thought it was mostly a vortex of crap for the Mutable peeps. Your peaceful little garden of whimsical Moon in Gemini with Mars trampling all over the gardenias could have felt compromised though. And NEPTUNE square your MOON – which is what the Mercury Retro was triggering – can really do a number on you. You need to up the YIN. The acupuncture, the yoga, the sleep, just baseline self-care. Don’t screech around the brambles of anxiety, cultivate your – i don’t know- lotus of serenity.
Okay, so your dilemma – Mercury is out of shadow this weekend and Venus ON Jupiter next week is legitimately excellent. But Saturn lurking in Scorpio challenging Jupiter is, well, there. So the ideas, glam, enterprise and romantic potential of Jupiter is all there but tempered by Saturn in Scorpio demands. That is, to drill deep, get the foundations right, conquer ancient angst and bring your A Game.
So would it help if you could see recent travails as cues evoking just such things?
As for Mr Scorpio, he is probably just gloomy with Saturn in his sign. If he is a Muggle, he would have NO idea. He would have felt “done” in early 2015. He would have thought certain monsters all conquered. He would have been adjusting his gladiator’s victory wreath but no…what’s that stench of metal and brimstone, oh fuq, the vault is opening again.
Saturn transits are not usually the sort of thing you want to share.
So give Mr Scorpio till Saturn gets out of Scorp/Venus is Direct – aka September and then assess. Analyze your finances and devise a plan – because that is totally sucking up to Saturn and you will feel more in control once you have a plan, even if you just part pay things. And seriously, the cake? Maybe your new spirit guide is gluten free?
And, for perspective + inspiration, the genius new Ikea flatpack houses for refugees.
Yes there is a good dimension to Pluto in Capricorn.
What does everyone else think?
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