Are you feeling the weirdness in the air? Could it be the fact that Mercury is retrograde? Absolutely. Mercury does its retro dance three times in the year, and usually for a three week stay. The current phase began January 21st and will remain until the 11th February. Second phase is May 18th to June 11th. The third and last phase for the year is from September 17th to October 9th. This is useful information to have, especially if you are a Gemini or Virgo, or have those signs prominent in your chart -- either as your rising or moon sign. It affects everybody, but especially those with Mercury prominent in their birth charts.
In mythology, Mercury was the swift-footed messenger of the Gods. Astrologically speaking, Mercury governs communications of all kinds: both the written and spoken word, travel, computers (especially computers!!) trains, cars, airplanes...you get the idea. Since Mercury rules Gemini and Virgo, it's no wonder then that many brilliant writers are born under these signs.
Not wishing to get off topic, let's return to retro. Despite this phrase, Mercury itself does not actually go backward -- "retrograde" actually refers to the apparent change in motion of the planet when it is viewed from Earth. Fast moving Mercury has a highly elliptical orbit which means that it travels far more quickly when it is closest to the Sun. When Mercury "catches up" to the Earth's orbit, it gives the illusion that it's changing direction in the sky for those three weeks or so.
So how does it affect us mortals? Is it like the full moon that can turn some of us into Lunatics?
No -- luna or moon affects us emotionally, while Mercury affects communications. I'll give you some example of what I mean. People forgetting appointments and mixing up the dates, having more frequent problems with cars and computers, and general misunderstandings due to foggy communication. During one Mercury retrograde phase I was trying to rent a house I once owned. Everything was at a standstill with nothing happening, but as soon as Mercury went direct, we got a tenant. Another person I knew was selling their home during this time -- the deal fell through but as soon as Mercury went direct a new buyer came along and sealed the deal.
Since this current retro phase began just a few days ago, a friend of mine had a fender bender, another lady fell and broke her ankle and had to cancel an important event, a few of my friend's clients mixed up their appointment dates, there were some no-shows, miscommunications...and we are only a few days into it!! You get the drift...
Here's what you do -- employ the 3 R's: Revise, Rewind, Relax! This is not a time to begin new projects, but rather to prepare the groundwork for a new project, finish what you have already begun, and just slow down. The lesson of speedy Mercury going retro can be summed up in one sentence:
A stitch in time saves nine! We all need these times to remind us to just be more mindful. Mercury rules the mind and now his lesson to us is to reMind us to be more Mindful -- full in our minds!
Hope that helps ease you through the next few weeks.
Take Care and enJOY!
Hugs and kisses,
Polly P xxx
Monday, January 26, 2015
Friday, January 23, 2015
LONELINESS
I wanted to do a blog on this because it is an issue that has raised its sad little head several times with clients I have seen recently. The 11th house in one's chart is the house that governs friendships. Whenever you see the pain body Saturn sitting pretty in this house - you know - I know - the client knows - this means that feelings of isolation, loneliness within relationships, and feeling betrayed by friends will be recurrent themes in the individual's life.
So how do you deal with this curse of nature as some people would put it? My answer to that is simply to look at the message God is trying to send you in your life. Your birthchart is your metaphysical road map for life. Get to know it, and all its nooks and crannies. Your destination is ultimately Heaven. None of us get out of this life alive. We are not here just to mindlessly occupy a seat on that train journey to Nirvana. We are here to engage with the other passengers we encounter on 'the journey'. What can we learn from them? How can I make peace with myself? What is it God wants me to do with my life to give glory to him?
These are questions to ponder as you journey through life.
Getting back to 11th house Saturn, my advice to clients with this placement is to 'go within' for happiness, and not to seek it in others. We are all fragile human beings. When we look to others to fill that empty void, we will be constantly disappointed. 11th house Saturn individuals (there is a whole book on this!) possess huge spiritual potential. It lies within them like buried treasure waiting to be discovered. The answer to their loneliness experience then is to tap into their spirituality.
If you find yourself constantly disappointed in others, feel lonely in a crowded room, are searching for something that no humanoid can deliver - go search! the answer frequently lies with 11th house Saturn, and God's divine plan for your life. You are BIGGER than you think. The answer lies within YOU!
Get thee to a private space with no interruptions, buy yourself a book written by Marianne Williamson, and let the journey to contentment begin...enJOY!
Hugs and kisses,
Polly P xxx
So how do you deal with this curse of nature as some people would put it? My answer to that is simply to look at the message God is trying to send you in your life. Your birthchart is your metaphysical road map for life. Get to know it, and all its nooks and crannies. Your destination is ultimately Heaven. None of us get out of this life alive. We are not here just to mindlessly occupy a seat on that train journey to Nirvana. We are here to engage with the other passengers we encounter on 'the journey'. What can we learn from them? How can I make peace with myself? What is it God wants me to do with my life to give glory to him?
These are questions to ponder as you journey through life.
Getting back to 11th house Saturn, my advice to clients with this placement is to 'go within' for happiness, and not to seek it in others. We are all fragile human beings. When we look to others to fill that empty void, we will be constantly disappointed. 11th house Saturn individuals (there is a whole book on this!) possess huge spiritual potential. It lies within them like buried treasure waiting to be discovered. The answer to their loneliness experience then is to tap into their spirituality.
If you find yourself constantly disappointed in others, feel lonely in a crowded room, are searching for something that no humanoid can deliver - go search! the answer frequently lies with 11th house Saturn, and God's divine plan for your life. You are BIGGER than you think. The answer lies within YOU!
Get thee to a private space with no interruptions, buy yourself a book written by Marianne Williamson, and let the journey to contentment begin...enJOY!
Hugs and kisses,
Polly P xxx
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
LESSONS IN LOVE -- THIS ONE IS FOR THE LADIES...!!
Girls, come close and I will let you in on a big secret which I discovered years ago...
If you want to know what a guy is really like, do some research. Find out what his relationship with his mother is like, and if you can't do that in a discrete manner, check out his Moon sign -- this is really really important. In fact, Indian Astrologers have long believed that the Moon sign is even more important than the Sun sign. Some would argue it's like asking which is more important -- salt or pepper?
After years of observation and studying the charts of hundreds of couples, I am of the opinion that a man's Moon sign has a huge bearing on his emotional responses to life. Here's a little sampling, but before I get to that, just go to www.ephemeris.com and put in the date of birth. If you don't have the time, just put in 12.00 pm. The Moon sign should still be correct.
Moon sign Aries
Your man is going to be more feisty, impatient, and sexy -- rush rush rush!
Moon sign Taurus
This is one of the best Moon sign positions -- a lovely, stable, homey guy.
Moon sign Gemini
Mr. Flirt! This guy likes women -- a lot! Watch him like a hawk.
Moon sign Cancer
Home and family are #1 in this guy's books! He'll be a very loving and caring dad.
Moon sign Leo
This guy does things in a big way! He is generous and likes to impress.
Moon sign Virgo
A health conscious, discriminating, and fussy guy who notices everything.
Moon sign Libra
This fellow is smooth, charming, and will wow your mother!
Moon sign Scorpio
Sultry, smouldering, sexy, penetrating eyes...charismatic!
Moon sign Sagittarius
Freedom loving, optimistic, funny, talkative and loves to travel.
Moon sign Capricorn
Serious guy who is ambitious, hard working and materialistic.
Moon sign Aquarius
This is a cool and detached Moon position. Not a touchy feely guy.
Moon sign Pisces
This guy is a keeper! A very soft, loving and giving guy. Don't hurt him.
In the final analysis, the Moon is just part of a bigger picture in the life story of your Prince! Feel free to contact me with any questions.
Hugs and kisses galore,
Polly P xxx
If you want to know what a guy is really like, do some research. Find out what his relationship with his mother is like, and if you can't do that in a discrete manner, check out his Moon sign -- this is really really important. In fact, Indian Astrologers have long believed that the Moon sign is even more important than the Sun sign. Some would argue it's like asking which is more important -- salt or pepper?
After years of observation and studying the charts of hundreds of couples, I am of the opinion that a man's Moon sign has a huge bearing on his emotional responses to life. Here's a little sampling, but before I get to that, just go to www.ephemeris.com and put in the date of birth. If you don't have the time, just put in 12.00 pm. The Moon sign should still be correct.
Moon sign Aries
Your man is going to be more feisty, impatient, and sexy -- rush rush rush!
Moon sign Taurus
This is one of the best Moon sign positions -- a lovely, stable, homey guy.
Moon sign Gemini
Mr. Flirt! This guy likes women -- a lot! Watch him like a hawk.
Moon sign Cancer
Home and family are #1 in this guy's books! He'll be a very loving and caring dad.
Moon sign Leo
This guy does things in a big way! He is generous and likes to impress.
Moon sign Virgo
A health conscious, discriminating, and fussy guy who notices everything.
Moon sign Libra
This fellow is smooth, charming, and will wow your mother!
Moon sign Scorpio
Sultry, smouldering, sexy, penetrating eyes...charismatic!
Moon sign Sagittarius
Freedom loving, optimistic, funny, talkative and loves to travel.
Moon sign Capricorn
Serious guy who is ambitious, hard working and materialistic.
Moon sign Aquarius
This is a cool and detached Moon position. Not a touchy feely guy.
Moon sign Pisces
This guy is a keeper! A very soft, loving and giving guy. Don't hurt him.
In the final analysis, the Moon is just part of a bigger picture in the life story of your Prince! Feel free to contact me with any questions.
Hugs and kisses galore,
Polly P xxx
Saturday, January 17, 2015
NO MYSTERY IN LIFE!
I had an astrological client recently who had been going through a really difficult time in her life. Indeed her birth chart was not an easy one, so together we navigated the best way for her to work with what she got. We were able to trace a lot of the dichotomy in her chart back to her family roots. Nobody has a perfectly easy birth chart. There will always be challenges. My job as an Astrological Life Coach is to help my clients walk over the bridge of pain, into a land of sunshine and possibilities. It's doable - very much so!
When I say there is no mystery in life, what I mean is that Astrology does provide many of the answers. I get asked a lot 'Why is this happening to me?' 'What did I do to deserve this?" 'How come I always feel alone - even in a crowd?' 'Why are we so incompatible?' etc.
For clues, I look to see what's happening in the slow moving outer planets, and how this could be affecting my client from their natal chart. Just like a detective, I get a tremendous kick out of searching, and then finding my answer. Very satisfying. This private detective side to my personality I attribute to my Scorpio Midheaven! Next I look to see what mischief Saturn the 'pain body planet' is up to - that provides another 'aha' moment. I look to see what the other 'pain body' asteroid Chiron is up to and yet another 'aha'. I keep searching...
As a true romantic, Relationship Astrology is also my favourite astrological brew. I want my clients to find love - true love. I look for at least 5 great connections - Sun, Moon, Mars, Venus, and Saturn for commitment...and there is more...
For more info. Check out my website www.astroglobal.ca
That's why I love what I do!
Hugs and Kisses galore,
Polly P xxx
When I say there is no mystery in life, what I mean is that Astrology does provide many of the answers. I get asked a lot 'Why is this happening to me?' 'What did I do to deserve this?" 'How come I always feel alone - even in a crowd?' 'Why are we so incompatible?' etc.
For clues, I look to see what's happening in the slow moving outer planets, and how this could be affecting my client from their natal chart. Just like a detective, I get a tremendous kick out of searching, and then finding my answer. Very satisfying. This private detective side to my personality I attribute to my Scorpio Midheaven! Next I look to see what mischief Saturn the 'pain body planet' is up to - that provides another 'aha' moment. I look to see what the other 'pain body' asteroid Chiron is up to and yet another 'aha'. I keep searching...
As a true romantic, Relationship Astrology is also my favourite astrological brew. I want my clients to find love - true love. I look for at least 5 great connections - Sun, Moon, Mars, Venus, and Saturn for commitment...and there is more...
For more info. Check out my website www.astroglobal.ca
That's why I love what I do!
Hugs and Kisses galore,
Polly P xxx
Thursday, January 15, 2015
CONVERSATION WITH A ROGUE
Why are we middle-aged women such suckers for smooth talking salesmen? It bothers me that I'm still a gullible schoolgirl at heart. At my age, I really should know better. The following incident is an example of what I mean!
Picture the scene, I'm walking down Robson Street, Vancouver, laden down with shopping bags from Winners and Homesense, shops where you find fabulous for less, or so the catchphrase goes. I had a list of things to get before returning to Victoria on the afternoon ferry. There was just one item I couldn't find, which was a hairdryer and flat iron organizer for Vicky's bathroom. Passing a beauty salon, I decided to go in, and enquire if they had any.
"Do you sell hair styling organizers?" I asked the Manager of the store, a short dark haired man with flirty brown eyes, and a tongue as smooth as the Big Bad Wolf's.
"OMG - your eyes - you have the most beautiful eyes" he said, taking me by surprise. "They have two colours" he continued, reaching into my private bubble space, close enough for me to notice he ate garlic last night. 'Don't worry, I'm Gay" he said. Actually I wasn't worrying. I was old enough to be his mammy.
"Thank you" I responded, genuinely moved by his compliment. "My eyes turn green when I cry, and blue when I'm happy, but do you have a hairdryer organizer? That's what I'm really looking for."
"Wow, what skincare do you use?" he said, totally ignoring my enquiry,
"Prevage, why?"
"C'mon with me Madam" he said, taking my gullible little hand, leading me down to the back of the store, a perfumed paradise with tall exotic vases of flowers, and a waterfall. "I have a special treat for you because you are nice". How does he know I'm nice? We only met three minutes ago.
Before long I was sitting pretty on a high chair, receiving Raz's special treat. It was an eye serum magic trick. "Now you look" he said, after the job was complete, spinning my chair in front of the mirror, like I was a candidate in a makeover show. To be honest, I looked the same, but didn't want to hurt his feelings because of the free serum treatment he had given me, worth a fortune if I had to pay for it - or so he said!
"Which eye you like best?" he asked in his broken English. The eye that's not hurting I thought to myself. Why on earth did I endure such crapology? especially when I had to be on the ferry for Victoria in 2 hours, and tons to do yet. What followed was a fierce attempt on Raz's part to make me part with $700 for a bottle of his magic eye serum. I resisted and told him I was not a lady to impulse shop - joke!!
"Are my bags safe?" I asked him, glancing at my Winners and Homesense bags flung casually on the ground near the front entrance.
"Madam, there are no gypsies around here" he responded in a wounded voice. I had insulted him. Seeing I wasn't interested in the eye serum, he persisted. He walked over to a cabinet and removed a velvet covered box from a shelf and presented it to me like it was a priceless bottle of champagne, or cigars for Arnold Schwarzenegger. The box contained miniature bottles of face serum. "What price do you think these are"? he continued, getting weirder by the minute. How would I know?
"$2,000" he answered for me. "And how much do you think a face lift would cost you"? "Nothing" I told him, because I would never have one. Clearly, he was getting nowhere with me, yet he persisted like a bulldog fighting for a bone. Looking at the clock, I realized I'd miss my ferry if I didn't escape! I hopped off his fancy high chair and made a run for the door. I told him I had to fly.
"Wait madam, I'll make you a deal because I like you" he said, running after me, and at the same time wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead. Poor man. He really did work hard for the money. "What you want to give me?" he asked again with great persistence. Feeling sorry for him (worse reason to buy something!) I bought a flatiron holder from him for $40 and when he offered me a second one at half price I thought why not? I'll give the other one to Ali or Claudia. After the transaction I literally ran out of his shop. On my way home I passed London Drugs where I found exactly what I was looking for - a hairdryer and flatiron holder for $20! The smooth talking salesman had fleeced me!!
When I told Vicky my sad story, she was livid that this fellow had pulled the wool over my eyes - or should I say serum!! We marched back to the store and I was proud as punch at the way she handled him. He did not want to give us our money back. Fortunately, Vicky read him the rights as per a sign in his shop "money back with receipt". He reluctantly, and after much argument, gave us our money back. No Mr. nice guy this time!
What a waste of time, money and energy. The moral of the story 'Do not be blinded by a sweet talking salesman who tells you that you've beautiful eyes!!
Will I ever learn?
Hugs,
Polly P xxx
Picture the scene, I'm walking down Robson Street, Vancouver, laden down with shopping bags from Winners and Homesense, shops where you find fabulous for less, or so the catchphrase goes. I had a list of things to get before returning to Victoria on the afternoon ferry. There was just one item I couldn't find, which was a hairdryer and flat iron organizer for Vicky's bathroom. Passing a beauty salon, I decided to go in, and enquire if they had any.
"Do you sell hair styling organizers?" I asked the Manager of the store, a short dark haired man with flirty brown eyes, and a tongue as smooth as the Big Bad Wolf's.
"OMG - your eyes - you have the most beautiful eyes" he said, taking me by surprise. "They have two colours" he continued, reaching into my private bubble space, close enough for me to notice he ate garlic last night. 'Don't worry, I'm Gay" he said. Actually I wasn't worrying. I was old enough to be his mammy.
"Thank you" I responded, genuinely moved by his compliment. "My eyes turn green when I cry, and blue when I'm happy, but do you have a hairdryer organizer? That's what I'm really looking for."
"Wow, what skincare do you use?" he said, totally ignoring my enquiry,
"Prevage, why?"
"C'mon with me Madam" he said, taking my gullible little hand, leading me down to the back of the store, a perfumed paradise with tall exotic vases of flowers, and a waterfall. "I have a special treat for you because you are nice". How does he know I'm nice? We only met three minutes ago.
Before long I was sitting pretty on a high chair, receiving Raz's special treat. It was an eye serum magic trick. "Now you look" he said, after the job was complete, spinning my chair in front of the mirror, like I was a candidate in a makeover show. To be honest, I looked the same, but didn't want to hurt his feelings because of the free serum treatment he had given me, worth a fortune if I had to pay for it - or so he said!
"Which eye you like best?" he asked in his broken English. The eye that's not hurting I thought to myself. Why on earth did I endure such crapology? especially when I had to be on the ferry for Victoria in 2 hours, and tons to do yet. What followed was a fierce attempt on Raz's part to make me part with $700 for a bottle of his magic eye serum. I resisted and told him I was not a lady to impulse shop - joke!!
"Are my bags safe?" I asked him, glancing at my Winners and Homesense bags flung casually on the ground near the front entrance.
"Madam, there are no gypsies around here" he responded in a wounded voice. I had insulted him. Seeing I wasn't interested in the eye serum, he persisted. He walked over to a cabinet and removed a velvet covered box from a shelf and presented it to me like it was a priceless bottle of champagne, or cigars for Arnold Schwarzenegger. The box contained miniature bottles of face serum. "What price do you think these are"? he continued, getting weirder by the minute. How would I know?
"$2,000" he answered for me. "And how much do you think a face lift would cost you"? "Nothing" I told him, because I would never have one. Clearly, he was getting nowhere with me, yet he persisted like a bulldog fighting for a bone. Looking at the clock, I realized I'd miss my ferry if I didn't escape! I hopped off his fancy high chair and made a run for the door. I told him I had to fly.
"Wait madam, I'll make you a deal because I like you" he said, running after me, and at the same time wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead. Poor man. He really did work hard for the money. "What you want to give me?" he asked again with great persistence. Feeling sorry for him (worse reason to buy something!) I bought a flatiron holder from him for $40 and when he offered me a second one at half price I thought why not? I'll give the other one to Ali or Claudia. After the transaction I literally ran out of his shop. On my way home I passed London Drugs where I found exactly what I was looking for - a hairdryer and flatiron holder for $20! The smooth talking salesman had fleeced me!!
When I told Vicky my sad story, she was livid that this fellow had pulled the wool over my eyes - or should I say serum!! We marched back to the store and I was proud as punch at the way she handled him. He did not want to give us our money back. Fortunately, Vicky read him the rights as per a sign in his shop "money back with receipt". He reluctantly, and after much argument, gave us our money back. No Mr. nice guy this time!
What a waste of time, money and energy. The moral of the story 'Do not be blinded by a sweet talking salesman who tells you that you've beautiful eyes!!
Will I ever learn?
Hugs,
Polly P xxx
Monday, January 5, 2015
STAR OF WONDER STAR OF LIGHT...
Hi guys!
Hope your New Year is off to a galloping great start! I'm here in Vancouver again. I came over to take down the Christmas decorations in the condo, discard the old tree, and attend to a couple of jobs. Of course, it was a perfect opportunity to escape, and complete the final chapters in my book 'Divine Intervention'. If I had been a good girl and focused on it, the job would have been completed last Spring. Such is life, living with procrastination! Focus to Win is my motto for 2015.
As I write, a seagull has just swished across the skyline, over the tall skyscrapers, and dropped a bomb! Wouldn't want to be the poor head it lands on. Yuck yuck. I bet he had an awful lot of Christmas scraps to gorge on... TMI!
Instead of digesting huge meals and chocolate, I have changed my choice of nourishment to books. I'm currently 'hooked' on the ideas of Martha Beck 'Finding your own North Star', which is essentially about finding your true purpose in life. Amen Martha! I've always been into the Stars, especially the North Star, so it's music to my ears. Another book I bought for myself for Christmas is called 'The Power of the Heart' by Baptist de Pape. This is another rendition of the same theme; finding your true purpose in life. He teaches you how to tap into your full potential with today's greatest spiritual leaders, such as Maya Angelou, Deepak Chopra, Eckhart Tolle and Marianne Williamson, to name but a juicy few. Great stuff to ponder on.
After church yesterday, as I was walking home in the pouring rain, I spied with my little eye a crumpled up fortune cookie message on the ground. Barely visible. It was surely a message from Heaven. That's how my Angels communicate with me; highly effective let me tell you! It was too wet to read it, so I very gently placed it in my pocket to dry out. As soon as I got home, it was dry enough to read. Here's what it said 'Past inspirations and experiences will be helpful in your job'. Perfect! Just what I needed to hear, as I prepare to launch my new baby 'Divine Intervention'! and begin teaching Astrology classes later this month, it gave me all the spiritual ammunition I needed!
The homily at mass was all about the three wise men, who were Astrologers; all part of God's eternal wisdom - which is why they called them wise! They saw the star of Jesus...Since I'm so big into following one's true North Star, I couldn't get the song we sang at church out of my head:
'O, Star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westwards leading, still proceeding,
Guide me to thy perfect light...'
Am I batty? Absolutely. I wouldn't have it any other way!!
Happy New Year!
Hugs,
Polly P xxx
Hope your New Year is off to a galloping great start! I'm here in Vancouver again. I came over to take down the Christmas decorations in the condo, discard the old tree, and attend to a couple of jobs. Of course, it was a perfect opportunity to escape, and complete the final chapters in my book 'Divine Intervention'. If I had been a good girl and focused on it, the job would have been completed last Spring. Such is life, living with procrastination! Focus to Win is my motto for 2015.
As I write, a seagull has just swished across the skyline, over the tall skyscrapers, and dropped a bomb! Wouldn't want to be the poor head it lands on. Yuck yuck. I bet he had an awful lot of Christmas scraps to gorge on... TMI!
Instead of digesting huge meals and chocolate, I have changed my choice of nourishment to books. I'm currently 'hooked' on the ideas of Martha Beck 'Finding your own North Star', which is essentially about finding your true purpose in life. Amen Martha! I've always been into the Stars, especially the North Star, so it's music to my ears. Another book I bought for myself for Christmas is called 'The Power of the Heart' by Baptist de Pape. This is another rendition of the same theme; finding your true purpose in life. He teaches you how to tap into your full potential with today's greatest spiritual leaders, such as Maya Angelou, Deepak Chopra, Eckhart Tolle and Marianne Williamson, to name but a juicy few. Great stuff to ponder on.
After church yesterday, as I was walking home in the pouring rain, I spied with my little eye a crumpled up fortune cookie message on the ground. Barely visible. It was surely a message from Heaven. That's how my Angels communicate with me; highly effective let me tell you! It was too wet to read it, so I very gently placed it in my pocket to dry out. As soon as I got home, it was dry enough to read. Here's what it said 'Past inspirations and experiences will be helpful in your job'. Perfect! Just what I needed to hear, as I prepare to launch my new baby 'Divine Intervention'! and begin teaching Astrology classes later this month, it gave me all the spiritual ammunition I needed!
The homily at mass was all about the three wise men, who were Astrologers; all part of God's eternal wisdom - which is why they called them wise! They saw the star of Jesus...Since I'm so big into following one's true North Star, I couldn't get the song we sang at church out of my head:
'O, Star of wonder, star of night,
Star with royal beauty bright,
Westwards leading, still proceeding,
Guide me to thy perfect light...'
Am I batty? Absolutely. I wouldn't have it any other way!!
Happy New Year!
Hugs,
Polly P xxx
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