What’s Your Sign?

This whole Venus in retrograde in Leo is getting annoying. 

I have no real idea of what that means, I just know it is going on. Then I find out today that our friend Mercury is going retrograde in Virgo on August 23, 2023, and Venus does not stop her retrograde until early September!

Again, I have no astrological training and only a passing interest in the deeper meanings of it all, but I have to say that the last six weeks to a month have been quite the roller coaster ride.  Everything seems to have to be dramatic and over the top and then quietly resolved as if nothing had happened and it was all imagined.

There has been a lot of medical chaos around me. (I am fine, so please no comments or well wishes for my recovery). Catastrophic diagnosis along with on-going struggles, coupled with what appears to be surprise or confusion or disinterest from the medical community.  Poor communication seems to be the norm and lack of concern from doctors appears to be the go-to.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       

Contracts and business negotiations appear muddled and confusing for no reason. Again, communication appears to be the key element, or lack thereof. It is as though we are all involved in some sort of huge game of Telephone. Information is whispered and we attempt to grasp all the information and pass it on only to find that we are missing key elements and the next recipient stares at you as though you were speaking a language they have never heard.  Then, you keep moving forward and et voilà it is mysteriously resolved.

It is taking its toll along with the hot weather and the endless discussion about said hot weather. In my book, summer means hot weather so why do we always appear to be surprised by the temperature. I will concede that this year has been a record breaker, but I choose to simply pretend that I live in the southern hemisphere and summer is my winter so I should minimize time outside and await the magnificence that is winter in the Southwest.

Today I was introduced to the phrase, “Cone of Uncertainty.” It is being used for the impeding arrival of a hurricane to the California coast, but maybe it will not hit the coast of California and will veer east and hit Arizona. No wait, it could veer west and simply stay out over the ocean.

I now have a descriptor to cover these summer months and my musings. The “Cone of Uncertainty” has simply been in a stalled weather pattern over much of the nation as we await Venus veering off retrograde and returning to her regular orbital path.  Guess I will just hunker down and allow the heavens to play out its plan or look for that worm hole to the next galaxy.