Written in the Stars

On September 18th at 9:24 am and 22 seconds, my own personal universe was created, the one inside of me at least, the one in which I’m the sun and the planets in astrology, including the signs surrounding me. On that day I was considered what the concept of astrology would deem a Virgo.

When you read that word Virgo, in astrological terms you instantly think of the common stereotypes: logical, practical, organized, perfectionist. While I do relate to some of the common Virgo stereotypes and as a kid first learning what zodiac signs were made me believe they were all true, something still didn’t feel right. In my teens, I had discovered that in my personal solar system there was a moon and ascendant waiting to be revealed. I instantly downloaded an app and patiently waited as if waiting for a warm batch of cookies to finish baking. Then after patiently waiting, not for cookies might I add, the page loaded and my response with the symbol of the moon next to it said: Aquarius, next to it there was another symbol, the symbol of an arrow, next to that one was: Libra. Suddenly everything just clicked, the puzzle pieces of a what seems like a never ending puzzle, began to fit. My feelings always thinking deeply about everything? My Aquarius moon. My approach to life being all about beauty and aesthetics? My Libra ascendant.

Whether those believe in it or not and see that as just who you are, I believe it will always be interesting to read about how that connection is made to the stars and how scarily accurate they can be sometimes. Writing out my last sentence, I tried to find a balance, did you notice? The stars would point that in the direction of my Libra ascendant or in this case of writing and communication my Mercury in Libra. Finding my moon and rising helped me to resonate with the part of me that I just wasn’t fitting into what a Virgo was. I now see the Libra in me more than my Virgo sun, my approach to life is artistic, beauty seeking, and pleasant, along with that as it’s my first impression to others I do recall having been called sweet, pleasant, and charming. Although there are also times when I don’t fully resonate with my ascendant either and either my Virgo sun or Aquarius moon will help bring a balance but the balance is what I always thought helps keep us level, that is if we don’t have a triple.

Now that the main portions of my chart have been covered, there’s actually another situation, in this situation I’ve felt more like a sign than almost any of my main three... combined. To define that, I don’t have any actual planets in this sign but I do feel its ruling planet, Neptune’s influence heavily due to further research into my star chart; that sign would be Pisces. Recently I asked if I had the qualities of my Libra ascendant out of curiosity, I got a yes but I got a comment about how I look like a Pisces, two others agreed in the form of pressing the heart shaped like button next to the persons comment, leading me to ask those more versed in astrology why that is and why do I relate so much to that sign in general.

After the information was provided that I have a double Pisces influence on my first house and Venus in my first house, I felt more close to my family heirloom and why it always stood out to me. “What does a family heirloom have to do with the stars?” one might ask. On my finger, for the past 2 years I’ve been wearing my great uncle’s ring passed down from my mom, in those two years and seeing it in old photos being worn, it always seemed to stand out the most, bright, shiny, and gold. But in these years I never quite made a connection as to what the symbol on the ring represented, when I looked at it I always saw two crescents with a line across, though until recently I’d been proven wrong. One night while scrolling on my phone, I had stumbled across a picture of the Pisces symbol, one I’d seen before a good amount of times, but something that night finally hit me to the point where I gasped and loudly exclaimed “WHAT!” I shifted my eyes from the symbol on my screen to the ring on my finger, all this time, with interest in the concept of astrology, wearing this ring, it hit me that I had been wearing the symbol of Pisces.

After this epiphany, I instantly went to mom and asked her when my great uncles birthday was, together we found out it was in March, but just a few days short after the time the sun has exited Pisces which helped us settle on the reason he possibly gave the ring away, knowing he was actually an Aries. This moment seemed close to what would feel like like the stars aligned at the perfect time.

These stories are just a tiny spectacle compared to who I am in terms of the stars, but they are the main ingredients consisting of the sugar being my Virgo sun, the spice my Aquarius moon, and everything nice that makes my Libra rising. Though I may not feel the qualities of some signs, The recipe the stars followed to make me, in the end come together in perfect harmony, one that led me to discover that even my past family members had an interest in the concept; who knows, maybe it was written in the stars.