When I was about 10 years old I picked up a newspaper and decided to spend a minute reading the horoscopes at the back for some family members – specifically I remember reading my grandmother’s horoscope and my step-brother’s horoscope. What happened next is that I felt extremely upset to look up my grandmother’s birth date and learn she is a Cancer. When I looked up Tim’s birthday, I made a mistake … he is a Pisces but I thought he was an Aries, and my reaction, because I am an Aries, was that I was angry … I didn’t want to share my sign! Later I realized he was a Pisces and I laughed when I realized how typically Aries I was in both my angry reaction and selfish motives. Oh well! He didn’t care because, well, why would he? He’s not so self-interested being a Pisces.
After this I read more about the meanings of all the signs. For my twelfth birthday my father’s girlfriend bought me my first tarot deck, Tarot of the Cat People. It’s not one of the most symbol rich tarot decks, but it definitely sparked within me the recognition of an internal process being projected onto an external image. From there I began self-study. I’ve read at least a hundred astrology books, which I still own and hope to review and recommend to readers here on AstroFix.
More to come