Saturn — Going…going…gone?
A few years ago, I had a tarot reading done. I’m not usually quick to do things like that — natural suspicion and cynicism I suppose — but this woman coupled a down-to-earth pragmatism with her natural intuition. She had the feel of a counselor — managing to combine the best in Jungian recogntion of the resonance of myth with a very practical approach to the cards. It was by far the best reading I’ve ever had. Part way through she asked me how old I was. I told her that I was 28. Her eyes lit up and she started to tell me all about the Return of Saturn.
The Return of Saturn, it turns out, is a fairly life changing and often turmoil filled time, which takes place in your late twenties (roughly between the ages of 28 and 30). It is a time for considering yourself, your life, what you do, how you approach things, and so much more. It is the time where you make changes and, if you are smart, the time you reach out towards that life you want to be living and shed all the extraneous garbage. All the astrologers caution that if you don’t learn the lessons of Saturn now, you’re going to have a difficult time of it the next time it rolls around (which is roughly every 30 years).
And you know, for me it has been a turmoil filled and exciting point in my life. I’ve made some amazing changes over the last couple of years. I moved away from the city I had lived in for most of my life. I got married. I started to reevaluate what I wanted to do with myself and my life, my career, my relationships. And now, facing the aftermath of Saturn’s return, I know that I’m still not where I want to be yet. There are still so many missing pieces.
This morning I had a panicked thought — what if I missed it? What if Saturn is gone now and there is no way to change things? Which is, of course, a very silly thought. It is never to late to change things — Saturn or not. And besides, I’m not sure Saturn is through with me. It kind of breezed in, shook things up in all the right ways, and I’m still sifting through the debris. It’s a rather large job and I feel somehow like I’ve gotten lost in the mess. But I imagine I shall emerge at some point, shovel in hand, feeling rather victorious and all the better for it. I just wish it could be today…
April 13th, 2005 at 5:39 pm
Hey, Rachel, I tried to post a comment, and no go…
may your shovel be handy and big enough to move aside what you don’t need…
(some days I think I need a bigger shovel ;-))
April 14th, 2005 at 4:55 am
Lee Ann,
You tried to post a comment other than the one we see here? Did you get an error message, or did it just not show up?
April 14th, 2005 at 11:52 am
I thought at first glance you were talking about your car! Hardy Har har!
You want to go and have a cocktail on Friday at Pasta’s? You can meet my friend Emily! Her boyfriend “Steven” is out of town. Lemme know.
I probably should have just e-mailed you………
April 15th, 2005 at 6:56 pm
Dear Mr. Knittiot,
Yes, I tried to post a very well-thought out comment and got a big error message. Of course, a half hour later, it then worked with my stupid little one
If you ever want to know anything about how to set up a Linux server, my husband, “Spiff,” has done it at our house…he decided in the interest of good development and world peace that patching together a machine to do this would be a good thing, and after weeks of swearing and computer parts all over the floor, voilą, a server…
Just warn Rachel, however, that she will *really* need a bigger shovel while this is happening
April 16th, 2005 at 3:19 am
Well, I’m less than impressed by the performance of our new host. I’ve got a test server set up and running here at the Attic, but my connection isn’t one that I’d be comforable hosting across. My business partner is in the process of setting up a server that we can keep at another location, so we may migrate one more time (hopefully with less stress this time).