No seriously, is this my fourth month update? Well, then…
- That I can be myself, and the people that matter will love me regardless.
- That I don’t have to take it personally and can let it go if someone is not in a positive head space.
- That my red pants are awesome and that I want more convertible clothing.
- That I can learn and retain – I’m not a lost cause – and that if context is all I need then my travels will forever allow me to learn and evolve.
- That REM days are important amidst those filled with learnage in order for me to fully appreciate them.
- That I am adaptable – something I knew but seem to expand on with every journey I make. Continue reading lessons learned [rome, italy]
There are only so many times I can title a post “mind blown. AGAIN.” But alas, it happened, AGAIN, this time with the help of a computer program called Stellarium that has installed within it the night sky as we know it (or rather don’t), and includes all its galaxies, stars, and planets starting from thousands of years ago and as predicted thousands and thousands of years into the future.
So, fun fact: all of us reading this, and yes I mean ALL of us reading this, are not the zodiac sign we think we are. Our zodiac, or astrological, sign is assigned to us based on what constellation the sun is in on our birth date. I am a Libra because on October 19th the sun is said to have passed through the Libra constellation in the sky. Seems easy enough. Except that on October 19th the sun does not pass through the Libra constellation. It passes through Virgo.
Well, fun fact, part 2: the Earth is wobbling like a top through a cycle that takes 26,000 years to complete. This wobbling, called precession, causes a shift in the position of the zodiac signs relative to Earth at the rate of about one constellation every 2,100 years.
What does this mean?
It means that whatever sign the sun was in over two thousand years ago, it is now in the sign just preceding it. We checked this by comparing the sun’s position in 473BC to where it was on the actual day of my birth, and sure enough, roughly 2,500 years ago on October 19th, the sun was in Libra (see above) – correct by today’s standards and horoscopes. However, fast-forward to 1984 and the evidence shows I was not born a Libra after all, but instead with my sun mid-Virgo (see below).
“But (suspending our logic regarding the validity of astrology for the time-being) the Libra description totally works for me!”
Yes, and so it should for everyone under the Libra sign actually born under Virgo: if our personalities are governed by the time frame of our birth, labeling it something different shouldn’t induce, nor presuppose, a different personality.
Sure, until you remember that the Libra’s most important characteristic is derived from its namesake – how does the desire to be fair, just, and balanced, carry over to the Virgin constellation when the Libra is the symbol of the Scales??
I guess it’s a good thing we don’t need to preoccupy ourselves with such trivial things. And all us proud Libras (Librae?) can rest at ease knowing we’re diplomatic and wickedly charming after all.
“Born under a bad sign: Astrology.” Astronomy special issue:Atlas of the Stars 2010. Print.