But as a peace-loving Libran you would never actually nag, I'm guessing. (Excellent astrological pairing, BTW, of 2 Venus-ruled signs. But you probably know this.)
Yeah, what Miss Tickle said about the 'whim of steel' -- and no, I didn't realise we were well matched. I knew that as a Libran mum, having an Aries son was a great combination. I'm cheered that my marriage is astrologically blessed too. I just figured that as a Taurean, he'd be too change-phobic to look elsewhere :)
I have ontological clutter I resent more and can ignore less, like knowing that I have the blood of my two filthy-tempered grandmothers in my veins.
One of the advantages of having been thinking literature-ly for a living for decades now is that the brain's default position is metaphorical thinking. I love astrology because I think it is beautiful, and because I'm interested in the place it has in cultural history and the way it knits up with Greek mythology and other manifestations of cultural archetype. (I also don't belong to the school of ideological thinking that says all myth and archetype is bad, which seems to me again a very literal-minded view.)
What I usually say to people who ask scornfully 'Do you BELIEVE in all that rubbish?' is 'Well, I don't believe there was once a man called King Lear who had three daughters, either, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate and learn things from the play.'
My five year old Scorpio would definitely say something like that. One of his best supermarket quips was in response to "What do you want?" "Things that are bad for us!"
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As a stick-in-the-mud change-phobic Taurean, I am so with you.
She was probably arguing with a Scorpio. Bloody Scorpios.
Yairs. I am married to a Taurean, and he only loves new things after I'm pushed him into trying them. So I keep pushing!
ahem
*I've*
But as a peace-loving Libran you would never actually nag, I'm guessing. (Excellent astrological pairing, BTW, of 2 Venus-ruled signs. But you probably know this.)
My son is a Taurean so I mostly have to trick him into trying new things if I don't feel up to a 1 hour argument.
Most often afterwards he says "gee, I really liked doing..." and that's what makes me persist! And being a Libran, I always do it nicely.
Although, Librans have a what is known as a "whim of steel" which is a whole different kind of stubborn.
I don't believe in all that astrology mumbo jumbo.
But then again - that's typical of us Librans.
Yeah, what Miss Tickle said about the 'whim of steel' -- and no, I didn't realise we were well matched. I knew that as a Libran mum, having an Aries son was a great combination. I'm cheered that my marriage is astrologically blessed too. I just figured that as a Taurean, he'd be too change-phobic to look elsewhere :)
I think that woman in the shop was a Virgo.
Hmm, possibly. She was over in the next aisle, so I couldn't see whether she was pathologically straightening things on the shelves or not.
We Virgos don't believe in astrology.
like the classic Father Ted exchange between Mrs Doyle and the nice young man selling the TeaMaster:
Man: It takes all the misery out of making tea.
Mrs D: Maybe I like the misery.....
I make BB brekkie in bed on saturdays, and this morning I asked him what he wanted and he replied in true Taurean fashion:
"Surprise me! But not too much..."
Schmastrology. Humbug. Bah.
I actually resent that my brain is cluttered by knowing what my sunsign is.
I have ontological clutter I resent more and can ignore less, like knowing that I have the blood of my two filthy-tempered grandmothers in my veins.
One of the advantages of having been thinking literature-ly for a living for decades now is that the brain's default position is metaphorical thinking. I love astrology because I think it is beautiful, and because I'm interested in the place it has in cultural history and the way it knits up with Greek mythology and other manifestations of cultural archetype. (I also don't belong to the school of ideological thinking that says all myth and archetype is bad, which seems to me again a very literal-minded view.)
What I usually say to people who ask scornfully 'Do you BELIEVE in all that rubbish?' is 'Well, I don't believe there was once a man called King Lear who had three daughters, either, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate and learn things from the play.'
oooh nice come back Pav Cat. Personally I'm a fan of Starlite in the SMH weekend edition.
My five year old Scorpio would definitely say something like that. One of his best supermarket quips was in response to "What do you want?" "Things that are bad for us!"
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