Just a thought of mine, to set the wheels turning in your heads, dear readers.
Have you realized that if you are over 30 years of chronological age upon this planet, you are statistically now a human being occupying the next sign of the zodiac, and not the one in which you were born?
Even if you were born on the very first day of your own natal sign, there are only 30 degrees in each sign (using the Equal House System, which is what I prefer) and therefore you are a Leo now portraying yourself as a Virgo, a Capricorn forced to fit into the Aquarius persona, a Taurus maddeningly trapped by The Twins of Gemini.
Of course, you could be presently incarnated in a sign now that’s two signs away from your Natal Sun; or very infrequently, three signs.
But this is an interesting parlor (or perilous) game, and if you can still count on your fingers without reaching for your phone, you can figure where your mindset is being influenced by the next set of stars. Just look up the dates for the zodiac signs (you can find these easily by going back through my previous columns – you’re welcome!) and start counting. Roughly, if you’re 60 or over, see if you’re a Moonchild by birth yet acting much like a Virgo, for example. Now you can confound your relatives and friends by pleading that ‘Virgo’ card influenced your behavior instead of too many cocktails at the party.
So keep counting the days, ducks – and let yourself enjoy a new persona, if you wish. Sometimes trying on a set of different characteristics is simply – dare we broach this? – fun.