Libra is all about truth, beauty, and their Whim Of Steel. Browse anecdotes that illuminate Libra’s characteristics through cool real-life examples. They were initially collected in the comments for a perfume competition. Now they’re just a testament to the traits of this hyper-Venusian Air sign.
“My sister and both parents are all Libra rising. Very different sun signs underneath, but the common denominator I see in Libra-anything is a sense of calm presence in their bodies, and looking ‘appropriate,’ without being boring. Another good friend is Libra sun, and the air about her (beyond being ‘airy’) is of creative coordination – she is a gifted stylist, and gave the best haircuts, makes the most beautiful scarves, and gives excellent, calming advice. I’m a Scorp, so I find this measured take of hers refreshing. The scent sounds divine – wish the net came with smell-o-vision.”
“As a multiple Libran… All I secretly want to do? Drink pink Champagne in the Louvré wearing Valentino. Everyday. For. Ever.”
Beauty, Harmony And The Whim Of Steel
“Libra is so often talked about just in the beauty and harmony sense. I have experienced a lot of “the dealer” kind of Libra energy too though. I lived with a Libra who attracted a lot of deal-making into her life–“you do x for me, I do y for you.” And she was very skilled at bartering skills for crafts, crafts for services, that kind of vibe. Sometimes I noticed she would end up feeling she somehow got an unbalanced deal, leaving her feeling taken for granted. She is a massage therapist, hypnotherapist + clothing designer. Very fun energy.”
“In the film Notes on a Scandal, when Judi Dench first observes Cate Blanchett she comments, “Is she a Sphinx, or simply stupid?” This is the best description of the mystification others feel in my presence, and I credit my Libra stellium. (note: I am not stupid. Yes, I saw that film rather than reading the book, but only because I knew it would be more beautiful. I am a Sphinx.) So I was born knowing how to seduce, beguile, charm. I have been told by shamans and therapists and friends alike (I know a lot of people, but am highly selective regarding true friends) that I came into this life understanding the one secret that everyone else is clamoring for: how to be an enchantress. And I put a lot of effort into enchantress-ing; it takes effort, some nervous stress, and extreme attention to detail, but absolutely no work goes into “figuring out” how to charm. I just know.”
The Scented Saint
“I’d like to describe a spiritual encounter of the Libra kind. Many years ago, an Indian saint known as Amma, came to visit the city I was living in. You may also know her as The Hugging Saint, as hundreds of people line up every day to get a nice, long hug from this Indian holy woman. I had read that some people who had been hugged by her had experienced bliss; some had had their ailments soothed; while others had felt overwhelmed by various emotions, causing either tears or laughter; and there were even those, who had felt uncomfortable by such proximity with a stranger. After waiting in a long queue for close to three hours, it was my turn. What would it be like – would I feel her love flowing through me, soothing my heart? Would I swoon with spiritual bliss as my essence blended with the Infinite?
The answer is yes – I felt all this. What I wasn’t prepared for, was that I would experience this higher state of consciousness through her scent. In her arms, a euphoric feeling spread within me as a soft-edged, but a potent cloud of perfume enveloped my very essence, transported me to the sacred garden of my ancient and elusive memories, and where my heightened, melded senses were awash with gold-hued colors and scents, transporting me to everlasting peace and grace. The brief moment was endless. I left her arms with her perfume infused in my heart and with a feeling of sereneness, I had not felt before, except in dreams. I felt balanced and whole. My previous problems seemed irrelevant.”
After many years since that incident, and a lifetime devoted to scent gathering, I can still mentally, conjure up Amma’s scent to transport myself to that garden of beauty and peace. I later found out that The Hugging Saint uses a perfume (Amma’s Rose Oil) based on rose and sandalwood – the scents related to love and interconnectedness, respectively. It is a lovely perfume but only an allusion – an earthly imitation of the sacred scent I breathed in on the day she hugged me. That scent is my private prayer and key to my soul’s garden. From what I have since learned through the art of astrology, is that it is not surprising, then, that Amma aroused my Libra Ascendant/North Node through scent. It is also not surprising that Amma, the fragrant Hugging Saint, has her Sun, Mercury, Neptune, and Saturn in her 11th House – in Libra. Viva Venus!”
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