Mano a mano
Mars in Gemini opposes Pluto this weekend; and when the irresistable force of Mars goes mano a mano with the immovable force that is Pluto, Pluto comes out on top every time.
The way it works is this: Mars stomps its feet and demands to have its own way, while Pluto remains singularly unmoved. Eventually, confronted with such implacable coldness and impersonality, Mars stomps away or curls up like a plant that's been flash-frozen.
Mars is finishing up his transit through Gemini; Mars and Gemini are a voluble combination, creating an atmosphere of busyness and a dissipation of Mars energy as it splinters in a hundred directions at once. If you've fallen under its spell (since mid-February), you probably find yourself finishing up this transit with more projects than you can possibly complete, more ideas than you can conceivably document, and more stacks of paper in your house than you can shake a file folder at.
The appearance of Pluto looming in the doorway, then, takes the shape of a stern figure who demands to know why: Why is your desk such a mess, why is the project two weeks late, and why didn't you return his phone calls?
They're fair questions. It's time to focus your energy, to recapture all the little shards of it that are floating around your life like dust mites.
Sounds like a splendid way to spend your weekend, eh? If you need help, you'll find me cleaning my office, finishing up a couple of projects, and catching up on my phone calls.
The way it works is this: Mars stomps its feet and demands to have its own way, while Pluto remains singularly unmoved. Eventually, confronted with such implacable coldness and impersonality, Mars stomps away or curls up like a plant that's been flash-frozen.
Mars is finishing up his transit through Gemini; Mars and Gemini are a voluble combination, creating an atmosphere of busyness and a dissipation of Mars energy as it splinters in a hundred directions at once. If you've fallen under its spell (since mid-February), you probably find yourself finishing up this transit with more projects than you can possibly complete, more ideas than you can conceivably document, and more stacks of paper in your house than you can shake a file folder at.
The appearance of Pluto looming in the doorway, then, takes the shape of a stern figure who demands to know why: Why is your desk such a mess, why is the project two weeks late, and why didn't you return his phone calls?
They're fair questions. It's time to focus your energy, to recapture all the little shards of it that are floating around your life like dust mites.
Sounds like a splendid way to spend your weekend, eh? If you need help, you'll find me cleaning my office, finishing up a couple of projects, and catching up on my phone calls.
posted by April at 9:03 PM
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