Dear Friend and Reader,
Welcome to the Sagittarius Review — I am so excited to delve into the lives of people who have had a significant effect on my life and the lives of the communities I have grown up in. I don’t intend to present flawless icons to you; I want us to look at the good and the not so good so that we can see the innovators, the leaders and the inspiring forces in them and ourselves. Today we start with the myth of the mighty Centaur, Sagittarius.
Jimi Hendrix (Nov. 27, 1942), Bruce Lee (Nov. 27, 1940) and Richard Pryor (Dec. 1, 1940) are my three all-time favorite Sag’s. When I think of this sign, the word that always comes to mind is warrior. Death is the only thing that seems to stop them. They are born to push boundaries, question authority and explore beyond the usual comfort zones that we all have. They do, say and create things that are unprecedented and usually give us a big evolutionary push forward.
Let’s start with Jimi Hendrix. The first thing to know about his chart is that he is born with the Galactic Core rising. This gives him a far-reaching impact that is obvious to see; in a sense he took rock music into his own hands.
Jimi’s mother pretty much abandoned him as a baby and died when he was young; this follows the story of Chiron, the Centaur/healer who stands at the gate to Sagittarius. Very hard on anyone, but especially a Moon in Cancer child. His Moon is so close to the end of Cancer that it is what’s called “void of course” — it enters Leo in a few hours. This creates an unpredictable kind of life, but as we can see in Jimi’s life, it can come at the cost of great loss.
They were pretty poor and had to move around often. Jimi had four siblings, all of whom were born with some kind of physical difficulty, which ultimately forced his father to give them up as he couldn’t afford to take care of them. His father noticed one day after asking Jimi to sweep that broom straws were all over the floor, and he figured out that he had been strumming it instead of sweeping with it. Jimi progressed from a one-stringed ukulele which he learned to play a couple of tunes on, to an acoustic at 15 and, finally, the electric guitar that his father bought for him in the summer of ’59 which he often fell asleep holding.