On Being Defined

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Namaste Listmembers,

 

I have an affirmation by my front door that reads "I

am fully equipped for the Divine Plan of my life". I put it there awhile ago

when my confidence was flagging. Now I can say "Thank You".

The practice of Astrology appears to me, as 1 part Logic and 2 parts

Synthesis; thoroughly pervaded by intuition. The study of Jyotish has

certainly had a profound and beautiful impact on my understanding of life

and Spiritual growth.

When I first started reading basic translated study text and

incorporating the learning to my natal chart it was a pretty wild ride...(It

seemed that Saturn and Mars are viewed as first class malefics and are

defined as such... mean and cruel ad infinitum),my chart has difficult

placements; but if I took the classic adjectives too literally I could be

labelled anything from an axe murderer to a whore.

My personal experiences probably inform my interpretation of the energies

at work in my chart,however, as a 'work in progress' I welcome comment,as it

is always food for thought, no matter how unflattering. Being defined is a

fact of life, with unquestioning acceptance often the outcome for all too

many. 'Know Thy Self' then becomes a paradox.

I get glimpses of my purpose through my chart...I can sometimes

experience MarsR in aries 9th aspecting cancer 12th as something akin to an

emotional depth charge.It's like a very nasty shock that reverberates. As a

nurse, there have been occasions where I have borne witness to such

unspeakable cruelty and pain that it has literally 'blown me out of the water'.

Recently I had a valuable insight revisited.

A wild woman from the outback was abducted by 2 men,raped and tortured for 2

weeks and her dying body dumped on the outskirts of my home town. The

miracle is, she lived!. It could serve no useful purpose describing the

extent of her injuries here. She was transferred to the psych unit as her

behaviour could no longer be contained in the general medical/surgical

setting. Even though she was heavily sedated she attempted to fight like a

feral cat. She eventually settled and slept for about 45mins in open

seclusion (bit of a misnomer!). I kept a vigilant check on her. When I heard

her moaning and crying I went to her and sat beside her on the floor. I

introduced myself and told her where she was. I stroked her hair and told

her "You're safe now.You are loved and we are going to help you back to the

good". Her howls of agony were of a woman broken. I became so enveloped by

her grief,I cried with her. I cried for her suffering, I cried that such

evil exists, and I cried in my helplessness. I collected myself and prayed

to God...Why have you sent this woman to me and what can I possibly do to

help???.

As time went by it was obvious all I could ultimately offer was Love. And

Love was enough. Love is enough. I thank God for equipping me with the

capacity to express Love.

OM TAT SAT

Ann.