Even before she changed dimensions the other day, i always felt like Nancy Regan was a ghost of another era; an apparition of a socio-cultural realm reigned over by Tom Wolfe’s “social X-Rays“. She was, obviously, a young actress who along with her actor husband, ended up running America from the White House. It would be like if Brad and Angelina became President and First Lady, not such a bad idea given some of the current options.
Nancy Regan was a tuberose fragrance loving astrology freak, with the reported interest being most likely just a small percentage of her real involvement. She was a multiple Cancerian (Pluto, Mars, Sun, Athene, Mercury and Midheaven) with Moon in Leo and Libra Rising. A renowned operator, she swung some deal with Clairol to have a salon and top hairdresser of the day installed at the White House – her personalized hair dye, which Clairol was apparently permitted to publicize as their part of the agreement, was a blend of Miss Clairol Moon Gold and Miss Clairol Chestnut.
I have always fancied her as an undercover witch, secretly gliding around around the White House on moonlight nights, a brisk scent of ‘means business’ sage beneath all the Giorgio and Estee, in a long Pucci thing, tracking along secret ley lines laid out by the alchemists whom (according to Dan Brown) laid out the giant occult pentagram geomantic Feng Shui spell that is Washington.
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