I confess. With Mars retrograding then stationing around my Saturn for that hellish-ly 
long period, then the Virgo-fabulous eclipse, I’ve tried to stay as low under the radar as possible in the blogosphere.
And that was the exact prescription I gave my sister when she called last week, saying her company (not to name names but they have the word Star in it) was laying off folks. She was only one of several people I know experiencing big time shakedown in the lay-off department. Fittingly, Saturn (the sickle) in the sign of Virgo, the sign of harvest and golden, abundant wheat, cutting losses has become a theme in the lives of those around me - and this no holds barred theme on big time cutbacks (for prurient Virgoan purpose of efficiency and productivity) affects both the one laid off, and the morale of those left behind (and it didn’t help that said “Star” company announced new promotions on the same day they announced lay-offs).
Worth mentioning that while the Eclipse was a week ago, eclipse energy reverberates.
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Ellen Page (2/21/87), everyone’s darling, is a Pisces.
And like many other young Piscean celebrities, she refuses to act her age - because she has wisdom way beyond her biological years. It’s a gift of the Fishes. Who can forget Ellen as waif turned disturbingly wrath in Hard Candy? Her tween-y character turned the tables on a man who used the internet to lure teenage girls into his nightmarish domain - boy, did he pick the wrong chick to mess with. And in Juno, her young elfin beauty once again paradoxically highlighted this sagacity.
It’s said that if you look deeply into the eyes of a newborn baby, you can tell if they are an “old soul” or “new soul”. Pisces people just aren’t smart - they’re old soul smart. It’s a subtle knowing, a thought transmission “yes, I’ve seen it all before.” Look into the eyes of a Pisces, young or old, and you can sense their agelessness.
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Introducing a new bi-monthly astrology love advice column! He Said,She Said features a love advice question answered by professional astrologers Jessica Shepherd of Moonkissd and Jeffrey Kishner of Seduction Central . After they each provide their perspective, they combine their insight to offer advice they both can agree on.
Here’s this week’s Reader Question:
I guess I’ll just dive in. Two broken marriages, my fault. The first lasted 16 years, the second 10. No fighting, no yelling, the first to a passionless Libra, high school sweetheart. The second to a Leo full of physical passion and deep connection–a lot more fiery. But both were very peaceful, even happy marriages until: Flirtations that became affairs…I was friendly, and then didn’t know how to say, “No, I don’t want to do this.”
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Because folks found it useful, and tomorrow’s the last of the 18-month 
Virgo-Pisces eclipses (harrah for Virgo and Pisces!) I’m excerpting a piece I wrote about eclipses last fall. Enjoy…
Eclipses move us along our evolutionary path, often with huge signposts, other times with a whisper - and always with an element of surprise. It’s like this:
You’ve been focused on redecorating several of the rooms in your house. Then there’s the attic: you’re stuffing it with all the things you’ve moved around. “Suddenly” the attic needs help because the roof is beginning to bow. It’s not really a surprise: out of the corner of your eye, you’ve noticed the bulging attic but you’ve been focused on other things. Now the attic demands your urgent attention.
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I’m so in love with my husband. We must say “I love you” like fifty times a 
day - genuinely. I know, cheesy, cute, romantic or “uh, huh still in your honeymoon period are you?” says you. No, I believe we’re different. The cup is not empty or even half-empty - but full all the time. And this NYTimes article When There is No We in Marriage made me realize just how different we are in what we come to expect (or ask) of love. And since Venus has just entered Aquarius (February 17- March 11), freedom v. closeness is the topic du jour.
To me, it’s a sad portrait. More than sad, it’s disturbing, because it lives under the guise of hip, cool, bohemian - and socially acceptable - the norm. It’s a story about two cool Manhattan people doing their thing (it’s a paradigm, agreed?) - who once decided work is equally or more important than their marriage; that it’s okay to communicate Blackberry to Blackberry; and who must know their kids will follow their workaholics examples, and be as clueless about how to nurture their marriage, too. So if you’re wondering like me, where does the “I and thou” overlap? Where does the “we” go? Sometimes it goes on a honeymoon. In this case, alone.
After their wedding, the two often and happily went their separate ways. In fact, they even started married life separately. She began their honeymoon alone (he couldn’t find his passport), checking into their suite in Venice and thoroughly enjoying herself without him.
“I learned, ‘O.K., you like Italy more than you like me - good to know.”
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We were walking the dog, my sister and I -and sat down on a 
bench in the upper crust part of SF, Noe Valley. Settling into our patch of sun, a fashionably self-conscious twenty-something walked by. Followed by another…and another.
Overheard: “So I had to cancel my Pilates appointment this morning, and move my manicure…I was just too hung over…”
My sister says, “Ugh. Sometimes they make me sick.” They being the young urban modicums of hip and cool.
“This place looks like Melrose,” I snort.
“The thing is,” she says, “I live here. But I’m so much happier not living my life from that place.”
“You mean the place where one card falls and the whole house comes tumbling down?”
“Yes.”
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Dear Moonkissd,
I have been struggling in trying to figure out what direction to take in regards to career. After racking up debts taking gen. ed. and other classes in hopes of coming to the “aha” moment, I’m afraid I haven’t come any closer to answering this question. What I have found is that: I find the thought of an uninspiring 9-5 job dreadful, but I crave financial stability. (Well, financial abundance would be preferable, but Rome wasn’t built in a day, eh?) The idea of racking up more debt returning to school does not thrill me as I have spent the last few years paying off debt and still have a way to go. Do you see anything in my chart as far as any talents or areas of luck I may have in finding my niche? I may not be financially ready to attend school yet but if there is anything in my chart giving clues as to what I should be good at doing that would bring prosperity I would be thrilled!
Sincerely,
Broken Compass
Time: 1:39 PM (PDT); Date: 10/30/1971; Place: Mountain View, CA. (Chart below)
Dear Broken Compass,
I’m feeling prolific today, and in the mood to dispense bullet point advice. I think it was something about the freedom of writing this way, combined with your stimulating question. Oh, and two shots of espresso. So if I come off a little bossy, my apologies. I am, under the influence. And it’s my website.
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What’s in store for Valentine’s Day? 
Is it really even a holiday, or a holiday invented by Zales, Tiffany, Hallmark and Godiva?
It matters not. Venus is in Capricorn, and she appreciates the stuff - the bling and rings and things. The girl wants things. Diamonds are a girl’s best friend. None of this cubic zirconia crap. She wants something that will last, and anything that will improve her image will do, too.
Maybe a business card, a webpage. Or an unlimited yoga pass, a business contract or a lifetime supply of coffee. But whatever you do, don’t cheap out. Make your gift a combination of practical and useful. Or useful and practical.
Of course some of us will say, Oh, I don’t want anything. And we mean it, too (Venus can be incredibly self-denying). It’s just hard to know which one of us you’re talking to. So best get a gift anyhow.
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(this is an excerpt from my upcoming CD on how to attract your soul mate)
Everyone has a twin flame, a twin soul, a soul mate. So where did the soul mate come from and why haven’t you found yours? In honor of this Valentine’s Day Gemini Moon, here’s a love note for you.
The soul mate is ancient and a modern 
reinvention. And because we love astrology, the story begins with the Greeks.
In Symposium, Plato described it like this (more or less): this dude Zeus (Jupiter) was atop his throne in the sky observing the world of men, women and hermaphrodites. One day the Gods, overhearing a conversation at the water cooler, learned the humans were plotting a plan to climb up the fireman’s pole to heaven and overthrow their kingdom.
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Sometimes I think being an astrologer is one of the hardest jobs in the world.
Step into my world for a moment. People bring you their package of problems and lay them at your feet. Sometimes it’s as exciting as Christmas morning to unwrap them together - because we begin to see them quite differently this time, and discover the possibility of a truer, more relevant present. Why, that monster in the closet is just trying to give me a cookie! And that’s the gift of astrology, learning to understand just exactly what it is we’ve been given here. Hmm. Well, looks like a lump of coal, Jethro - but is it? Life is full of opportunities; it seems our greatest difficulty lies in recognizing them.
But still.
People like you, like me, come to astrologers for answers.
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(conversations between astrologers, Part II)
“Venus in Capricorn is so CHEAP!”
“What did you say?”
“Totally CHEAP! I’m watching the financial markets and every time an aspect involves Venus in Capricorn the markets tank! People become fearful, they hoard. They don’t want to spend their money with Venus in Capricorn and people with Venus in Capricorn are the same.”
“Oooh, this is good. Can I quote you?”
“Go ahead. I stand by it.”
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An expose’.
I got together with an astrologer-friend yesterday, for a coffee and catch-up, something I’ve been doing a bit of lately with the ol’ Merc RX in Aquarius. Sure, we’re normal folk just like you, who talk about everyday things. But you guessed it, like that VW bug (Herbie?) that used to drive itself, all roads lead back to…astrology. It’s kind of annoying to be us, actually. You can call us freaks or boring, better yet call us compulsive - we just can’t help ourselves. Wanna be a fly on the wall?
“So ever since we got back from Europe, we’ve been on this coffee kick, we’ve been roasting our own beans in the popcorn popper…”
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Dear Moonkissd,
I love your column and was wondering if you are the fiery redhead damsel in the picture? My second question is this: I am an Aries Woman (4/9) who had a tumultuous relationship with an Aquarius Man (2/14) that was seeped in betrayal by my ex best friend Pisces (3/3). I became pregnant and it ended in a miscarriage. It turned out that the Pisces ex best friend was leading my Aquarian on, thus muddying the waters for me. All three relationships ended with a bang, not a whimper. No one has spoken in two months. Just recently, I feel that this Aquarian is trying to reconnect with me through other people. Is he after friendship or trying to re establish a love affair? Do Aquarians ever admit they were wrong and try to reconnect?
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I’m not shocked. Carla Bruni and Nicolas Sarkozy were married on February 1, 2008 after only 3 months of dating. Mick’s loved her, Eric has too. What’s not to love in Carla Bruni? But President Sarkozy beat everyone out and from looking at their charts, it’s no wonder. They have remarkably solid, enduring - even soul mate - chemistry.
What of the remarkable speed of this connection, earning the prez the nickname Speedy Sarkozy?
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If there’s one thing I’m learning about the Eclipses it’s this: they usher 
unexpected, new experiences into your life. Things you’ve forgotten about. Things you might not have ever thought you’d get to claim - at least in this lifetime. And these eclipses don’t have to be in your Sun sign to affect you, be it on a house cusp, luminary or midpoint, the disappearing act of the Sun has the MOJO to move you. After all, the Sun is “The performer” of the planets - the main act - and when the curtain lifts to the Moon’s obscura, the audience silently gasps…how unexpected, how remarkable…
“How adorable!” an elegant seventy-something lady seated in the first row sweetly exclaims watching a fifty year young woman’s interpretive ragtime dance. The audience laughs.
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