I don’t follow astrology on any regular basis. I don’t make decisions based on where my moon or rising sign is. But, I am, like many people, really interested in those times when the ancient art (not science) seems to explain the inexplicable.
So, when I hear that Mercury is in retrograde (as it is now), I invariably feel an inward flash of insight. That explains it, I think. And whatever my distress du jour, it calms down a bit. Now, don’t ask me to describe what particular alignment of the heavens is indicated, I just know that there’s supposed to be some kind of dishevelment of the energetic state of things. And a time when shit happens squared.
But, I must ask – being the fair-minded person I am (or hope to be): Aren’t we all making up justifications for everything that goes awry, all the time?
From, “But, I didn’t know the gun was loaded” to “my blood sugar was low” to “she triggered unconscious memories of childhood angst,” we are at our creative best when it come to finding a reason why we aren’t responsible for some bad deed that we have perpetrated, or a succession of painful events that have landed on us.
I can speak for myself (and maybe for you), and say I am an excuse machine. It’s not just restricted to my own process; rather, it’s what I do about virtually everything anyone does. As a matter of fact, I get paid to do it. Isn’t a large part of my job as a therapist about explaining away the disturbing elements of my patients’ lives and giving them the pass of rationale? Not that deep understanding isn’t a useful tool. It is. But there is also something to be said for the simple perspective. This is a bad day. I’m in a crappy mood. I did something stupid. You’re being really irritating. I just hate that. Without the excavation into the underlying meaning or source.
So, the planets may be in a particular array, and someone might be able to identify the shift in some kind of force. But let’s take it down a notch or two and just tell the truth. There aren’t really “good” times or “bad” times. There are just times. And we meander through them and sometimes stumble against the very thing we were able to circumvent before. Our humanity is never about consistency. We are the mitigating force. How we react to the natural variety of external reality is what determines what we think of the status quo.