I’ve been trying to write this column for three weeks. I hope you find it’s worth it. Being depressed and trying to write about depression is like trying to dig your wheels out of a sand dune. You expend a lot of energy and you just end up in deeper.
At one point in this process, I got the second half of a reading from our own Len Wallick. (I once got a reading from Eric, as well, but I’ll tell you all about that another time.) As he asked about my questions and concerns — as you can probably tell by reading his work, he’s pretty good at listening — I told him about how in all my DIY astrology I kept getting descriptions about the Neptune-Chiron-every-other-damn-planet cluster on my midheaven, and they were scaring me.
Like that Neptune on the midheaven meant a fall from pride; scandal; disgrace. That the commentaries said I’d do something wrong or slipshod that would destroy my life and bring guilt and shame upon me, but I wouldn’t even know it, because Neptune is so tricky that way. Basically gloom, fog, gloom, gloom, shame, gloom and spam.
“We don’t do it that way here,” he said.
So that’s part one of my membership drive pitch for Planet Waves. For the special rate of $49 for a year, you are guaranteed NOT to get the kind of disempowering, fear-fueled, know-it-all, dire, cryptic counsel you will find in so many other venues, not only in astrology, but from all kinds of New Age and Spiritual groups and gurus. Eric don’t play disempowerment.