What follows, written some years ago now, is awful beyond words, unless you’ve read what lies at 🐐, in which case it might even be regarded as predictable. The train to enlightenment, if indeed there is such a thing, if indeed I prayed my way onto it — the results are decidedly mixed so far! — could hardly be expected to deliver one to the tea room at the Ritz-Carlton and a refreshing plate of cucumber sandwiches.
I’m neither an ardent devotee nor a critic of astrology. It strikes me as essentially sensible that we have a certain place in Indra’s net, and other stuff in it tugs on us, YMMV. Many who mark themselves as intelligent decry it as false science, but Kary Mullis, who won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry in 1993 for creating the polymerase chain reaction, which is the biochemical process that enabled us to strip apart and begin decoding DNA, is an outlier. Mullis wrote a wonderful book called “Dancing Naked in the Mind Field”, about his life, science, surfing, psychedelics, all sorts of things, and one chapter touches on astrology, which he ends by writing “I was born at (such and such time) in Lenoir, North Carolina on (date), and you can know more about me from that than you can from reading this book.”
When I was about 22, I fell in love with a woman in Alaska who baked cheesecakes and practiced astrology. She gave me a computer-generated chart and told me about myself one day. I forgot what she said but kept the chart. Not long after, I was visiting some friends who had a library of astrological books, and I sat down with the books and that chart, and I looked up my various aspects and influences and copied the relevant texts into my journal. I didn’t look at it again for about ten years, but one day I was searching for something in my old journals, I happened across it, my jaw dropped. Some details:
favorable parental influences
much danger in infancy
weakness in the part of the body ruled by the sign the Moon
occupies (Taurus rules neck)
disappointment in love
danger of sorrow or estrangement in love
rash love affair or union, possible separation through excessive
demonstration of affections and combative or forceful nature of
probably sudden loss of a child
public or professional career of unique or distinctive nature
headstrong, fiery, forceful and eccentric, displaying a disregard
for conventionality, a somewhat rebellious disposition and often
incurs the disfavor of others
humanitarian views and ever ready to assist in the advancement and
promotion of domestic conditions or political economy
keen, quick intellect; mentally combative and forceful
restless, active mind, ever desirous of new scenes, new working
material and surroundings; cannot stand limitations
wit is light and subtle, and he is always able to make a funny
joke to lighten an otherwise tense situation
spiritual orientation possible
All that is only interesting reading if you know my parents😘; know that I was run over and parked on by a car at 2, spent months in a body cast; broke my neck and fractured my skull in a mountain bike accident at 29; got married not long after that brain injury having spent all of 29 days with my wife, unbeknownst to me the survivor of a singularly florescent abuse story; lost a deeply beloved child in the gruesome manner recounted just below; have the professional life and current projects I do; irritate folks often with forceful thought and speech; and regard this all (mostly) as an entertaining lark designed to illuminate my soul.
Today I begin to reclaim my life, and my beloved only child, from the alcoholic Boulder judge, Morris Sandstead, who I have some reason to believe took money to sell my only daughter Sofia, who had been in my sole custody for years for very good reasons, to another family. My health is imperiled, so today I’m going to tell you that story.
Once upon a time ago I met an astute person, psychic by trade, who said the minute she greeted me, “Oh my, you’ve spent your entire life with one foot in life and one in death, haven’t you?” Truer words, never spoken. I got run over and parked on by a car at two and spent months in a body cast.