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Post by Amoroso on Aug 7, 2006 18:11:20 GMT
We rather unexpectedly, and with some big family adjustments, brought a new cat into our lives yesterday. My 17 year old son had naming privilidges, and christianed him, "Odin," after the Norse god.
Asteroid Odin was exactly quincunx my natal Uranus yesterday, on the 10th/4th axis!!!!
The connections to my son's chart were amazing, too!
These asteroids continue to spook me sometimes!
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Post by Amoroso on Aug 7, 2006 18:12:55 GMT
"christened, not christianed....my spelling is not one of my strong points....sorry
-A
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Post by blueorchids on Aug 7, 2006 19:20:11 GMT
Amoroso How lovely! It would be fun to see how he connects up---ASTEROIDALLY SPEAKING with the entire family! We rescued an abused cat five years ago from the local shelter. The four of us had decided we would adopt and after many family meetings decided upon the name GINGER. Interestingly enough when we arrived at the shelter and heard about this one particular kitten--6 months then (a virgo)---we decided we wanted to bring her home. She was very skittish and had been hit constantly by her owner who did not wish to clean up her cat box. We fell in love with her immediately. But the day we went to pick her up I did not have the heart to change her name. I don't know why I just didn't. She seemed so alone and without anything but her name. So instead of GINGER--she kept ASHLEY. I knew nothing of astrology then. But her name is at the exact spot as my MC and trine my 6th house sun and mercury. 1 Libra. I am her sort of selected sole confidante (you know how cats pick people?? They go to whomever they choose...) She sleeps on my bed each night and spends the rest of the time following me about the house and studio. She thinks it's ago to sleep on top of the mousepad (like right now) or atop the copier.
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Post by svenskasfinx on Aug 13, 2006 6:27:30 GMT
Hej everyone! I know, I've been a rare sight lately, but this cat thing resonates a note of familarity with me as well.. I am CERTAIN that our pets do pick us! I have a story involving my 7th and 21st birthday.. or at least 7 days after my 7th birthday I got a cat as a gift (a replacement for a completely unsuitable gift of a lovely HUGE water turtle who had to go back to the wild)- My mother's boyfriend at the time (who would later be my brother's father) was working as a security guard in the wild areas surrounding a power station outside of Ft Lauderdale, Florida. The cat was a small black and white kitten who I bonded with quite strongly. She was a friend for a large portion of my life, however my unstable family life had forced me several times to "let go" of her..since I was bouncing between homes within my family.. but when I found out my mother gave her away (to people who didn't even care for her) I got them to go out there and retrieve our cats (she had a favourite cat too she left behind and it too was breaking her heart).. and there they were, still in the yard weeks after they had been "given" away with the house that my grandmother sold..while I had been visiting my auntie 200 miles away... I ended up having to leave "Kitty" behind with my mother because my auntie didn't like cats (so her excuse was) but a 200 mile drive with a cat isn't any fun for the cat either.. it was around my 15th birthday when I was told later she died, although constantly in the care of my mother, just like other creatured in my care, for some reason the amount of attention I lavished on them was never quite replaced by the care my other family members gave, so she died of a broken heart, my mother said.. it was a blow to me as well because I didn't willingly give her up, but rather was forced into it because although I needed to think about my education (and was given the opportunities for better school, economic, and emotional health in the area ) and my auntie wasn't flexible enough to see I NEEDED that cat (and I guess she needed me too). I ended up back in Miami after a few summers later, a highschool drop out, and then some other things between that time but in the summer of my 21st birthday, a friend who was working as a security guard had an encounter with an animal, he explained there were many different animals in and around the perimeter of the power plant, and this animal, a small kitten came up to him in a series of nights starting on or around July 1st... and then eventually he took the kitten home with him, to his family. It was the night of July 7th when he came by and said he had a "friend" he wanted me to meet, and I was rather excited because from the things he was telling me, although I joke, I thought it was someone possibly "romanitic".. someone "my type" and "compatable"... Funny thing was this kitten, was a great familar energy for me, like my "Kitty" only bolder, and more comfortable with herself...I randomly named her "Enigma" and she is still with me. I kept my promise to her, that if I leave, I would take her with me if I could...and that has been tested several times since. I took her across country when I started university in Chicago, and we drove up together- and she even moved to Sweden with me in 1999 (thank goodness for finding the loopholes in the regulations, and getting though air travel, and quarentine!). Considering I got her when I was 21- and I'm 38 now, she must be at least a billion in "cat years"..she is thin, and healthy, active and DEMANDING and has had alot of change to put up with, but is a loyal "cat friend", and unlike any other cats I've ever met in her age, she's not on her "last legs" but still can run. I could rant about Enigma the cat all day! I did do a chart when I got her, just to take a look at what was going on, and the most striking thing I noticed was Sun in Cancer (and Moon in Virgo) in opposition to Saturn in Capricorn.. I think to myself there were lessons about comprimise and respsonsiblity but also about emotions and "Karma".. and after knowing her for a few years I realised perhaps she was my "Kitty" come back to give me a chance to love her again..but even if she isn't, I feel that I learned something about keeping my word, even if it's to a little cat . I confess also, when I didn't have enough to eat, I never let my little cat go hungry, and when I had no place to live, I made certain she did.. Cats! Bill Cosby claimed in his comedy act from 1971 that "Cats don't do anything..." I get the impression if we only knew what they were up to, we would see the inner workings of the universe. Svenskasfinx
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