So forget about all this torturing yourself over not being able to write, Pamela sternly told herself. Just prove yourself wrong by posting two days in a row and getting back to what this blog was supposed to be about in the first place, experiencing astrology in everyday life. All you have to do is pretend you're tied down to the desk chair and can move nothing but your fingers until you've hit the Publish Post button, she continued to berate herself....
Only joking. What I'm really pretending is that Saturday's new moon on Pluto has given me a little bit of focus and determination, character traits sorely lacking in my present mode of life, and with Mars and Uranus showing up in the same day you could expect a bit of physical action
Two Days Later:
Note the lack of a period at the end of the above paragraph, graphically illustrating my lack of focus and determination and also the limits of my supposedly vivid imagination. Clearly, pretending I'm tied to this desk chair and can move nothing but my fingers doesn't work, and I need to give the economy the kick-start it needs by offering a daily hours' worth of work to anyone willing to come to the house, tie me to the desk chair and release me sixty minutes later. Hour flexible, and to be gradually expanded to tying me to the sewing machine, vacuum cleaner, outside wood protector, weed cloth, lava rock, etc. Many unpaid breaks, as no tying aide needed when employer is attached to a tennis racket or Upwords tile holder.
And now back to physical action on Tuesday: tennis, Upwords at Javalina, Walmart and then to B's house to get her started on clearing out her house for a showing in two weeks time - an aspect of Jupiter and Chiron in Virgo that I love fulfilling, and how better to fulfill it than with an aspect of creative change like Sun sextile Uranus, Pamela asks herself? In two hours B & I worked out a plan of action with a goal of uncluttered surfaces and all items not thrown out to be packed into labelled boxes in the closets, and ended up with ten times as many soft furnishings stowed onto a high shelf as before and a large pile of discarded stuff by the back door for removal.
As for the Mars sextile Venus supposedly arousing my sexual drives and making me seek a physical relationship with another person, one out of two ain't bad, and B and I definitely had a great time with her rolling up quilts and bedspreads and handing them up to me on the top of the ladder. In my book, throwing things out (Pluto in the fourth) tops the list of gratifying artistic activities, and as this blog is readily available to young children there is no need to go into anything nasty and disgusting like sexual repression.
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