“This is the excellent foppery of the world, that when we are sick in fortune, – often the surfeit of our own behavior, – we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars: as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers, by spherical predominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers, by an enforced obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. An admirable evasion of whoremaster man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star.”
~ Shakespeare (King Lear, Act 1, Scene 2)
What bothers me on any given day seems to be highly correlated with how much sleep I have gotten, or more specifically, the quality of my sleep, on any given day.
I’m not one of those astrologers who feel tied to the invisible force and tether of the planets and who feels compelled to track the ebb and flow of the tidal forces with every transit. But you know? The Full Moon kicks my insomniactic ass every once in a while.
I guess what bothers me the most is how the anti-astrology mindset believes that the natal chart and transits don’t matter. Worse than this however, is the pro-astrology mindset that believes only astrology matters.
HVA
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Hudson Valley Astrologer 
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