“Whatta mistaaka to maaker”.
Now and again when I look at the astrology charts for the next month or so I see something that takes my breath away. I do not have a crystal ball and I cannot interpret things as clearly as I might like but in the expected time frame the prevailing effects come about in some way or other that I thought likely. Legally I am obliged to point out that any reading or interpretation is for entertainment purposes only. So, duty done, however, the trap or temptation is there to see and say more into it than legally tenable.
Last November, you recall, when I was looking at the charts for December and January, I had an OMG moment. I saw upset, sudden and possibly global. I wanted to say that there was a distinct possibility for war, but I chickened out and suggested a Covid mutation. I didn’t have the courage of my convictions. My mistake. But it did remind me that the whole point of my interpreting the charts was not to be a fortune teller but to point out how the prevailing influences would affect any counselling or therapy – a backdrop to therapeutic endeavours. It is so easy to go the extra step and look not at individuals but global situations, especially if people ask me as to what is in the wind. Sorry but I really must not go there. Lesson learnt – again.
We had a bit of damage because of the storms.
The beehives lost their roofs for a while, half of the photovoltaic array was blown from the Long Room roof and a few trees were felled. In fact, one big beech tree wasn’t just blown over or uprooted but snapped several feet up the trunk. As the trunk was quite thick at that point and not rotten at all you conclude it must have been one heck of a gust to snap it. At least the Mill House was ok and we have firewood as a result.
Spring is all around us. Every blessing.