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Introduction From La Strega by Joyce Luciano

2007-08-25T15:55:00.000-07:00

The following is from the Introduction of my almost completed book, "La Strega (A Memoir)" by Joyce Luciano. The reason I decided to post it in my Blog and Groups at Facebook.com is to hopefully receive some feedback insofar as memory that anyone may have of their birth. I thought it would be interesting to end my book with some accounts from other people who also remember.

In the summer of 1939, there were several fires in Paterson, New Jersey a few months before my birth.

Toxic fumes from a burning rubber mill, necessitated confinement to bed for my mother or she would lose me. The events recounted here began prior to my birth.

My scheduled arrival on November 18, 1939 was cancelled a few minutes after midnight, October 17th. My mother had eaten broccoli which she thought was causing painful contractions. It occurred to her that the spasms were coming at timely intervals. She telephoned her doctor. By 1:50 P.M. E.S.T., I was born.

I have no conception insofar as to how or why I remember the birth experience which is inexplicable and am comforted knowing there are others who also have full recall of theirs.
It was during my birth that I became acquainted with Diana who eventually informed me, there would be others coming into my life when I was approximately thirty years old.

I did not understand why Diana was there or comprehend the manner she conducted her visits which for me, were comparable to teacher and student. Her wisdom extended far beyond the eternal youthfulness of her face. She appeared to be diaphanous. She had long blonde hair almost down to her waist.

After being with her I would feel a strange emptiness as if something were missing.
A peculiar sensation of being fully disconnected from the world of factual reality or, the everyday world as I had come to know it.

Always present was a longing to be somewhere else, in a place without any name nonetheless, unimaginable beauty.

Diana was a guiding entity prior to my first breath as a living being entering the planet. She was a presence who fit inside the crowded cavity where I was growing. She arrived after I felt a sensation of slipping into space, which I account to the time my mother was losing me.

Diana's method of communication was not in the sense of everyday language, speech, or, even a voice, It was simply, present like a gentle wind on a warm summer night in uninterrupted continuity.

It was programed for a specific time in my life to understand, know that there is a selective process beginning at the time of conception for every sentient being in our dimension.
This knowledge exists inside each of us. Eventually, some people become consciously aware of it, feeling as if they were seeded from a higher source. Others have an indescribable sense that they were placed on this earth with a mission to accomplish yet,have no idea as to what that mission is and will search until it is realized.

The next group senses from an early age that they are not in the right place and have a constant feeling of wanting to go home. They find themselves expressing this and occasionally come in contact with others who also, want to go home.

This contact is a joyous occasion which gives a feeling of rationality and a close link with the other person. Instantly, they recognize each other and with great relief find there is never a need to explain the phrase, I want to go home.

The groups are divided as Progenies. They are the regenerated seeds from those beings who have left this universe when highly enlightened, seeking to leave an imprint of themselves behind for others to utilize.

My Grandma, Mamelle had a reputation back in the old country where she was known as, la Strega (Witch). She was also quite proficient with spells for cures so it wasn’t just a one way street. Grandma was a good hearted Witch.

Fortunately for me Mamelle brought them from Italy to America when she arrived on Ellis Island in 1902.

She did not trust doctors or pills and made daily visits to her daughter Tillie bringing candles, bells, herbs, a yellow liquid, a crumbling old book, olive oil and two wax dolls. All were carefully placed on a makeshift altar on Moms’ big cedar chest at the foot of her bed on top of several yards of white linen.

Faithfully each day, Mamelle said incantations from the Old Book after lighting her candles and anointing four corners of the room with her yellow liquid. Tillie got stronger.

I remember the birth experience but had many doubts as to whether it was some bizarre facet of my imagination or real.

As I matured, with great relief others came into my life recounting their birth experience. In comparison the memory of it is similar.

It is difficult to describe the sounds and sensations. The best I can offer is, hearing a distinctively soothing sound like gentle waves slapping on sand. Then, a sense of soft, colored lights circling all around combined with vague shadows darting in and out. Unintelligible sounds. Something like an extrasensory way of knowing or hearing. Shadow like figures guiding me with a gentle nudge.

The colored lights faded in and out then changed into a silver cord that connected to the top of my head. I had no sense of time and suddenly felt as if I was being pulled up, choking to breathe, then a loud noise of metal hitting on metal followed by a brightly lit room. Not physically seeing the room but feeling the change of light.

Two presences were sensed for only a short time buzzing near my ears. Quite abruptly they were gone. It is difficult to describe but not uncommon to remember. Many people recall and fully understand these presences.

Mom always said, "right from the beginning, when we brought you home, you would be laying in your bassinet staring into space, smiling at someone. Your days and nights were mixed up. You slept all day until dark then were wide awake usually falling asleep around 5:00 A.M."

Life was primarily a blur until my fifth birthday when I met Diana again. She either came out of the sky and brought me into another dimension or vice versa, this is something I will never know with any certainty or even try to analyze.

It was spring. I remember flowers beginning to bloom and going to kindergarten. Every day at noon, the school bell rang. A few minutes later, my brother Anthony who was in seventh grade, appeared and escorted me home from school.

We walked down a long hill taking the same path, each day. The school was built at the highest point of Sandy Hill and abutted Sandy Hill Park.

Anthony never knew where I went or how I slipped past him. Neither did I. The walk home was almost a straight line from the top of Sandy Hill to our home.

Market Street was far to the north at a distance of about three blocks. A busy intersection, strictly off limits for he and I to cross the street without Mom or Dad.

Somehow, I was standing on the opposite side of Market Street. I didn’t know how I got there or when I crossed the street. I was just there.

I began running very fast in an attempt to get back to the other side. I had never crossed such a busy street. The last thing I remembered was walking down the stairs of my school.
Reaching the opposite side of the street I ran into the Park. Afraid to slow down but not knowing why. Suddenly I felt something hovering above my head. Not daring to look up, I ran like hell.

A strong wind whirled overhead. Landscapes, people, trees passed by with barely any motion. The sun began disappearing. It was getting dark making it increasingly difficult to find my way home.

I felt it was still afternoon and should be light but instead the darkness increased.
There were thirty stone steps to walk down when exiting the park.

Our house was on a dead end narrow street. About twenty feet from those steps that I could barely see because everything around me had become complete blackness.

Unable to see I felt the familiarity of our backyard by the smell of the flowers. Then screamed, "Mommy, Mommy, I can’t see, Mommy, I can’t see, where are you, it’s dark outside."

Somewhere I heard my Mother’s voice saying, "there’s the sun Joyce see, its still shining, look."
She cupped my chin in her hands tilting my head up. She tried to calm me down. She gently stroked my hair, hugging me tightly.

Slowly she pulled my eyelid down. Mom said, "let's see if there’s a piece of dirt in your eye." She asked if I felt that there was something in my eye.

I was blind for three days. The doctors told my parents it was hysterical blindness. They wanted to do more tests.

There is no recall of these tests only fragments of the constant questions I was asked.

In my later years, mom said, "the doctors told Dad and me that you were too intelligent for your age." This remains an enigma.

How can a child be, too intelligent for their age?

They were further informed, I had a very vivid imagination. All five year olds have vivid imaginations!

My cousin Dolores swore to high heaven the Bogey man lived under her bed. Cousin Carol was afraid of Jack Frost on her bedroom window, she thought he would snatch her away during the night.

The doctors wanted to try hypnosis. My parents refused. No medical or psychological reason was found.

On the fourth day, I was awakened by bright sunlight streaming through my bedroom curtains. It was over.

Despite several attempts over the years, I have never been able to acquire or view one single copy of my records from the hospital.

A few weeks later a series of nightmares began. They spilled into the waking state consisting of strange visions of future and past events.

We went to the family doctor who sent us back to the hospital. Mom was instructed to leave "just" a little night light on in my bedroom all night. (By five years old, I finally had gotten my days and nights right and went to sleep at 8 P.M.).

The advice was inadequate. Sixty-two years later, the nightlight remains lit. I am unable to fall asleep in total darkness. Presumably it is reassurance that I still can see.

Sometimes I find myself agreeing with my Grandma who never trusted doctors.

Diana’s visits continued with me still feeling afterward as if something was missing. Strange feelings of not being here, began when I was six years old.

My mother was startled the first time I complained, "I feel like I’m not here." "But you are here, right here Joyce, you’re standing right here in front of me," she would say reassuringly. "No! No! I feel like I’m not here and I want to go home. I want to go home now!"

The strange sensation of coming in and out of my physical body occurred several times a week until I was almost sixteen. I never discussed them with anyone, except Lucy who also knew Diana.

Lucy and I met in a plain, windowless, white room. There were a few wooden chairs pushed neatly against a wall. We were not schoolmates. The only occassion we saw each other was in that room.

Neither Lucy or I had any conscious memory of walking or driving to that room. We only recalled a pleasant sensation of floating up then over a trail dotted with tiny stars. We called it the star trail. Minutes later, we would find ourselves seated on the wooden chairs in that room still feeling stunned.

For me, these trips began to occur after my hysterical blindness. I do not know when they began for Lucy. She would never talk about them.

We were completely different personalities. Lucy was a shy little girl who needed someone to take the initiative and coax her to talk. As a child of Libra with Aquarius Rising, I seldom am at a loss for words. With Mars on my Ascendant, always willing to take the initiative and be assertive. Perhaps we were not paired by chance.

The first time I saw Lucy, she was lying on the floor in the fetal position sobbing soulfully .
"Don’t be scared, it’s okay. They don’t hurt us here. Pretty soon we’ll be back home you’ll see. It happens all the time so don’t be scared," I said in an authortive tone.

With tearful eyes she looked up straining to comprehend who or what I was.
A moment later questions flowed like a rushing waterfall.

"How do you know so much, why aren’t you scared, I didn’t do anything wrong, why are we here, where’s my mommy? What time is it, I want to go home."

Her rapid speech startled me. I needed a few seconds to compose myself.

Ultimately in a disapproving tone of voice I asserted, "because I’m not (scared), I’m a big girl, and I already told you don’t be scared. You’ll be home pretty soon, so stop crying!" My harsh words brought a frown to her face however, she stopped crying instantly.

Lucy stood up. She smoothed down her pink cotton dress, then pushed back her long, blond curly hair with both hands. She drew a deep breath then said, "My name’s Lucy. What’s yours?"
"Joyce. I’m almost six. How old are you, where do you go to school," I inquired.
With a puzzled look on her face she said, "your hair’s red but your eyes are brown."

"So what, my Daddy’s got brown eyes too and his mommy’s hair is red, I snapped.

"Oh, she said, well I don’t go to any school yet, not until after the summer’s done."
That statement would have meant Lucy was nearing five years old. Although I never knew her age, I automatically took the lead. Most of my lead time was spent keeping her
from crying.

Depite our illogical initial conversation, I like Lucy instantly. Admittedly, I felt exceptionally sorry for her because she seemed quite defenseless.

Reassuring I informed her for, "your Mommy’s asleep and real soon she’ll wake up, just like my Mommy does then everything will be all okay, just wait and see!"

Seconds later Diana appeared in the room. She ushered the ten of us in pairs to different rooms.
Aside from Lucy and I, there were always ten other children in that room. I have no conscious recollection as to what their faces look like. Only a blur of bodies along with an awareness of other's in that room. Customarily they were seated directly opposite us.

Several adults were always present. They acted in a similar manner as Diana. The atmosphere was comparable to teacher/student relationship.

There is a good possibility reading these events may trigger hidden memories surfacing from the dimly lit corners of your mind.

© La Strega (A Memoir) By: Joyce Luciano. All Material Contained Herein, 2007
All Rights Reserved 2007 whether written or implied. All Text and Content is owned by Joyce Luciano.

Introduction From La Strega(A Memoir) by, Joyce Luciano

2007-08-25T15:47:00.000-07:00

The following is from the Introduction of my almost completed book whose working title is, "La Strega" by Joyce Luciano. The reason I decided to post it in my Blog and Groups at Facebook.com is to hopefully receive some feedback insofar as memory that anyone may have of their birth. I thought it would be interesting to end my book with some accounts from other people who also remember.

In the summer of 1939, there were several fires in Paterson, New Jersey a few months before my birth.

Toxic fumes from a burning rubber mill, necessitated confinement to bed for my mother or she would lose me. The events recounted here began prior to my birth.

My scheduled arrival on November 18, 1939 was cancelled a few minutes after midnight, October 17th. My mother had eaten broccoli which she thought was causing painful contractions. It occurred to her that the spasms were coming at timely intervals. She telephoned her doctor. By 1:50 P.M. E.S.T., I was born.

I have no conception insofar as to how or why I remember the birth experience which is inexplicable and am comforted knowing there are others who also have full recall of theirs.
It was during my birth that I became acquainted with Diana who eventually informed me, there would be others coming into my life when I was approximately thirty years old.

I did not understand why Diana was there or comprehend the manner she conducted her visits which for me, were comparable to teacher and student. Her wisdom extended far beyond the eternal youthfulness of her face. She appeared to be diaphanous. She had long blonde hair almost down to her waist.

After being with her I would feel a strange emptiness as if something were missing.
A peculiar sensation of being fully disconnected from the world of factual reality or, the everyday world as I had come to know it. Always present was a longing to be somewhere else, in a place without any name nonetheless, unimaginable beauty.

Diana was a guiding entity prior to my first breath as a living being entering the planet. She was a presence who fit inside the crowded cavity where I was growing. She arrived after I felt a sensation of slipping into space, which I account to the time my mother was losing me.

Diana's method of communication was not in the sense of everyday language, speech, or, even a voice, It was simply, present like a gentle wind on a warm summer night in uninterrupted continuity.

It was programed for a specific time in my life to understand, know that there is a selective process beginning at the time of conception for every sentient being in our dimension.

This knowledge exists inside each of us. Eventually, some people become consciously aware of it, feeling as if they were seeded from a higher source. Others have an indescribable sense that they were placed on this earth with a mission to accomplish yet,have no idea as to what that mission is and will search until it is realized.

The next group senses from an early age that they are not in the right place and have a constant feeling of wanting to go home. They find themselves expressing this and occasionally come in contact with others who also, want to go home.

This contact is a joyous occasion which gives a feeling of rationality and a close link with the other person. Instantly, they recognize each other and with great relief find there is never a need to explain the phrase, I want to go home.

The groups are divided as Progenies. They are the regenerated seeds from those beings who have left this universe when highly enlightened, seeking to leave an imprint of themselves behind for others to utilize.

My Grandma, Mamelle had a reputation back in the old country where she was known as, la Strega (Witch). She was also quite proficient with spells for cures so it wasn’t just a one way street. Grandma was a good hearted Witch.

Fortunately for me Mamelle brought them from Italy to America when she arrived on Ellis Island in 1902.

She didn’t trust doctors or pills and made daily visits to her daughter Tillie bringing candles, bells, herbs, a yellow liquid, a crumbling old book, olive oil and two wax dolls. All were carefully placed on a makeshift altar on Moms’ big cedar chest at the foot of her bed on top of several yards of white linen.

Faithfully each day, Mamelle said incantations from the Old Book after lighting her candles and anointing four corners of the room with her yellow liquid. Tillie got stronger.

I remember the birth experience but had many doubts as to whether it was some bizarre facet of my imagination or real.

As I matured, with great relief others came into my life recounting their birth experience. In comparison the memory of it is similar.

It is difficult to describe the sounds and sensations. The best I can offer is, hearing a distinctively soothing sound like gentle waves slapping on sand. Then, a sense of soft, colored lights circling all around combined with vague shadows darting in and out.

Unintelligible sounds. Something like an extrasensory way of knowing or hearing. Shadow like figures guiding me with a gentle nudge.

The colored lights faded in and out then changed into a silver cord that connected to the top of my head. I had no sense of the time and suddenly felt as if I was being pulled up, choking to breathe, then a loud noise of metal hitting on metal followed by a brightly lit room. Not physically seeing the room but feeling the change of light.
Two presences were sensed for only a short time buzzing near my ears. Quiteabruptly they were gone. It is difficult to describe but not uncommon to remember. Many people recall and fully understand these presences.
Mom always said, "right from the beginning, when
we brought you home, you would be laying in your bassinet staring into space, smiling at someone. Your days and nights were mixed up. You slept all day until dark then were wide awake usually falling asleep around 5:00 A.M."
Life was primarily a blur until my fifth birthday when I met Diana again. She either came out of the sky and brought me into another dimension or vice versa, this is something I will never know with any certainty or even try to analyze.
It was spring. I remember flowers beginning to bloom and going to kindergarten. Every day at noon, the school bell rang. A few minutes later, my brother Anthony who was in seventh grade, appeared and escorted me home from school.
We walked down a long hill taking the same path, each day. The school was built at the highest point of Sandy Hill and abutted Sandy Hill Park.
Anthony never knew where I went or how I slipped past him. Neither did I. The walk home was almost a straight line from the top of Sandy Hill to our home.
Market Street was far to the north at a distance of about three blocks. A busy intersection, strictly off limits for he and I to cross the street without Mom or Dad.
Somehow, I was standing on the opposite side of Market Street. I didn’t know how I got there or when I crossed the street. I was just there.
I began running very fast in an attempt to get back to the other side. I had never crossed such a busy street. The last thing I remembered was walking down the stairs of my school.
Reaching the opposite side of the street I ran into the
Park. Afraid to slow down but not knowing why. Suddenly I felt something hovering above my head. Not daring to look up, I ran like hell.
A strong wind whirled overhead. Landscapes, people, trees passed by with barely any motion. The sun began disappearing. It was getting dark making it increasingly difficult to find my way home. I felt it was still afternoon and should be light but instead the darkness increased.
There were thirty stone steps to walk down when exiting the park. Our house was on a dead end narrow street. About twenty feet from those steps that I could barely see because everything around me had become complete blackness.
Unable to see I felt the familiarity of our backyard by
the smell of the flowers. Then screamed, "Mommy, Mommy, I can’t see, Mommy, I can’t see, where are you, it’s dark outside."
Somewhere I heard my Mother’s voice saying, "there’s the sun Joyce see, its still shining, look."
She cupped my chin in her hands tilting my head up. She tried to calm me down. She gently stroked my hair, hugging me tightly.
Slowly she pulled my eyelid down. Mom said, "let's see if there’s a piece of dirt in your eye." She asked if I felt that there was something in my eye.
I was blind for three days. The doctors told my parents it was hysterical blindness. They wanted to do more tests.
There is no recall of these tests only fragments of constant questions I was asked.
In my later years, mom said, "the doctors told Dad and me that you were too intelligent for your age." This remains an enigma.
How can a child be, too intelligent for their age?
They were further informed, I had a very vivid imagination. All five year olds have vivid imaginations!
My cousin Dolores swore to high heaven the Bogey man lived under her bed. Cousin Carol was afraid of Jack Frost on her bedroom window, she thought he would snatch her away during the night.
The doctors wanted to try hypnosis. My parents refused.
No medical or psychological reason was found.
On the fourth day, I was awakened by bright sunlight streaming through my bedroom curtains. It was over.
Despite several attempts over the years, I have never been able to acquire or view one single copy of my records from the hospital.
A few weeks later a series of nightmares began. They spilled into the waking state consisting of strange visions of future and past events.
We went to the family doctor who sent us back to the hospital. Mom was instructed to leave "just" a little night light on in my bedroom all night. (By five years old, I finally had gotten my days and nights right and went to sleep at 8 P.M.).
The advice was inadequate. Sixty-two years later, the nightlight remains lit. I am unable to fall asleep in total darkness. Presumably it is reassurance that I still can see.
Sometimes I find myself agreeing with my Grandma who never trusted doctors.
Diana’s visits continued with me still feeling afterward as if something was missing. Strange feelings of not being here, began when I was six years old.
My mother was startled the first time I complained, "I feel like I’m not here." "But you are here, right here Joyce, you’re standing right here in front of me," she would say reassuringly. "No! No! I feel like I’m not here and I want to go home. I want to go home now!"
The strange sensation of coming in and out of my physical body occurred several times a week until I was almost sixteen.
I never discussed them with anyone, except Lucy who also knew Diana.
Lucy and I met in a plain, windowless, white room. There were a few wooden chairs pushed neatly against a wall. We were not schoolmates. The only occassion we saw each other was in that room.
Neither Lucy or me had any conscious memory of walking or driving to that room. We only recalled a pleasant sensation of floating up then over a trail dotted with tiny stars. We called it the star trail. Minutes later, we would find ourselves seated on the wooden chairs in that room still feeling stunned.
For me, these trips began to occur after my hysterical blindness. I do not know when they began for Lucy. She would never talk about them.
We were completely different personalities. Lucy was a shy little girl who needed someone to take the initiative and coax her to talk. As a child of Libra with Aquarius Rising, I seldom am at a loss for words. With Mars on my Ascendant, always willing to take the initiative and be assertive. Perhaps we were not paired by chance.
The first time I saw Lucy, she was lying on the floor in the fetal position sobbing soulfully .
"Don’t be scared, it’s okay. They don’t hurt us here. Pretty soon we’ll be back home you’ll see. It happens all the time so don’t be scared," I said in an authortive tone.
With tearful eyes she looked up straining to comprehend who or what I was.
A moment later questions flowed like a rushing waterfall.
"How do you know so much, why aren’t you scared, I didn’t do anything wrong, why are we here, where’s my mommy? What time is it, I want to go home."
Her rapid speech startled me. I needed a few seconds to compose myself.
Ultimately in a disapproving tone of voice I asserted, "because I’m not (scared), I’m a big girl, and I already told you don’t be scared. You’ll be home pretty soon, so stop crying!" My harsh words brought a frown to her face however, she stopped crying instantly.
Lucy stood up. She smoothed down her pink cotton dress, then pushed back her long, blond curly hair with both hands. She drew a deep breath then said, "My name’s Lucy. What’s yours?"
"Joyce. I’m almost six. How old are you, where do you go to school," I inquired.
With a pussled look on her face she said, "your hair’s red but your eyes are brown."
"So what, my Daddy’s got brown eyes too and his mommy’s hair is red, I snapped.
"Oh, she said, well I don’t go to any school yet, not until after the summer’s done."
That statement would have meant Lucy was nearing five years old. Although I never knew her age, I automatically took the lead. Most of my lead time was spent keeping her
from crying.
Depite our illogical initial conversation, I like Lucy instantly. Admittedly, I felt exceptionally sorry for her because she seemed quite defenseless.
Reassuring I informed her for, "your Mommy’s asleep and real soon she’ll wake up, just like my Mommy does then everything will be all okay, just wait and see!"
Seconds later Diana appeared in the room. She ushered the ten of us in pairs to different rooms.
Aside from Lucy and I, there were always ten other children in that room. I have no conscious recollection as to what their faces looke like. Only a blur of bodies along with an awareness of other's in that room. Customarily they were seated directly opposite us.
Several adults were alwayspresent. They acted in a similar manner as Diana. The atmosphere was comparable to teacher/student relationship.
There is a good possibility reading these events may trigger hidden memories surfacing from the dimly lit corners of your mind.

© La Strega By: Joyce Luciano. All Material Contained Herein, 2005, 2006,2007
All Rights Reserved 2005,2006,2007 whether written or implied. All Text and Content is owned by Joyce Luciano.

HOW WILL SATURN IN VIRGO TRANSIT AFFECT YOU?

2007-08-23T16:01:00.000-07:00

The Leo's and those with Leo Rising or Planets in Leo and likewise Taurus & Scorpio's (Square Aspect) and Aquarians (Opposition Aspect) will gradually breathe a sigh of relief as Saturn begins its' Transit through Virgo on September 3, 2007 at 00 Virgo 07 minutes where it will remain until October 30, 2009.

It takes Saturn thirty years to return to a point of origin. This time it is in Virgo where it last rested between, November 17, 1977 through October 27, 1980. Those of you who are old enough to remember those years can think back and recall some of the delays, disappointments, cancellations, emotional endings, and extra responsibility (that most likely was not yours in the first place) ensued. This was especially so for those who had their Saturn Return or the Virgo Ascendant people even those with Moon in Virgo.

Saturn Transiting Virgo will also have its impact on the Gemini’s, Sagitarians, and Pisces.As to how any of the Saturn Transits personally affect us, we look to the House that Saturn will occupy and the Aspects it makes to our Natal Planets and the Ascendant.

Of particular importance is the 7th House since it can create stress on a marriage/partnership and sometimes bring you responsibility for your partner. It also tests the relationship. The Rule with Saturn through the 7th is, if the relationship is strong then it will continue. If weak, there is a good possibility it will end. Couples who plan to marry with Saturn transiting the 7th House in either person’s Chart may want to postpone the date.

Insofar as the Nation is concerned, there are several opposing schools of thought as to the Rising Sign of the United States. I am among those who feel the U.S.A. has Gemini Rising which makes Virgo the Ruler of the 5th House. (The Gemini Rising Chart has Intercepts therefore, Virgo Rules 5th.) The cusp of the 4th House is, 13 degrees Leo 36 minutes. Saturn began wobbling there in July 2006. The 4th House Rules the Home, Home Base, the End of The Matter. It is the Natural House of Cancer. When we look to the 4th, we think of real estate and without having any knowledge of Astrology one can easily see the effects of Saturn in the real estate market.

Now this does not mean that magically real estate is going to be on an upward swing just because Saturn is ending its Leo Transit. Although it leaves that Sign, Saturn will not move into the 5th House until September 5, 2008 where it will remain until October 30, 2009. Oddly, this coincides with a comment made by one of my loyal clients in the mortgage business. She said, residential mortgages will not be so strong until late 2009.

Those of you in your late 20s will be having your first Saturn Return at this time. This is the point of maturity where we are both tested and strengthened by the taskmaster Saturn. Others, will have Saturn touching their natal Sun. Likewise for Virgo Moon people not forgetting all the other planets.

For instance, suppose you have Saturn touch your Natal Venus.. This is the planet of love and relationships. For you, the romance may end or be tested so badly that you may welcome the ending. Hard to believe? It is...but that ole devil Saturn can really stretch our limits.

To think in terms of how Saturn Transits affects each of us, keep in mind that it all depends on which House Saturn will Transit in your own Natal Chart not forgetting the Aspects it makes to the Planets then you will understand why you are having difficulty in certain area’s of your life or stressful situations. Each of the 12 Houses Rules a different area in a persons’ life. In brevity as follows:

1st House is self. It is you alone facing the world and how you appear to the outer world.

2nd House is finances, values and earning capacity.

3rd House is immediate environment, brothers, sisters, cousins, neighbors,teachers, writing and short trips.

4th House is the home, the base of operations and the end of the matter.

5th House is speculation, romance and children.

6th House is work and health.

7th House, marriage, partnerships, anything on a 50-50 basis.

8th House, death, sex, regeneration and what you get back from the 7th .

9th House is higher education, courts of law, religion, philosophy and publishing.

10th House is career, those who have authority over you such as bosses and how you establish yourself within the community.

11th House is friends, dreams/wishes.

12th House is self communion, it is anything behind the scenes, the sub-conscious mind and all that is hidden. It governs hospitals and institutions.

Wherever Saturn may be making its Transit in your Chart, think in terms of the House it transits as to where you will face difficulties and possible endings. Remember, Saturn brings delays, disappointments, cancellations, things being put on the back burner, extra responsibility sometimes, not yours in the first place and endings.

Although we are told that tests strengthen us and, the rule in Astrology is those who make it through a Saturn Return or a negative Transit are stronger once it has ended. I think we all have the urge to say, BIG DEAL! particularly if we are enduring a rough Transit.

These are the Transits where people decide they have been cursed in life but they are not...just tested.

Wishing you the best as Saturn begins its entry into Virgo. Be certain to ask me to set up your Natal Chart when you call me to see how the coming Transit will affect your life. Being forewarned is being forearmed. :)

Best Always,
Joyce
1-888-693-8437 Ext. Joyce (56923)

MU....LOST CIVILIZATION?

2007-06-23T16:22:00.000-07:00

The first time I became aware of Mu was via one of the Edgar Cayce Readings where he discussed Atlantis and Mu. Cayce referenced it, Lemuria.

In the summer of 1967 I was down the shore (the Jersey shore) and ran out of reading material. There was a small book shop on the boardwalk where I stumbled on Colonel James Churchward’s,(1851-1936) “The Lost Civilization Of Mu.” I finished reading it by the end of the afternoon while lying on the beach. The book was so intriguing that I forgot to reverse position and as a result sported a blistering sunburn on my back and legs when I finally remembered to turn over.

Ultimately, I read the series, The Lost Continent of Mu Motherland of Man ,The Children of Mu, The Lost Continent of Mu, The Sacred Symbols of Mu,Cosmic Forces of Mu, Second Book of Cosmic Forces of Mu.

According to Churchward, the continent of Mu preceded our present day by some 250,000 years. Much of it was a beautiful tropical country with lush valleys and plains intersected by wide running streams, rivers, and lakes. The flowers were fragrant, colorful and huge.

Mu’s citizens were tall and stately in stature, faces had pleasing features, primarily it was a civilization of red-haired people, some leaning toward blonde.

She went down overnight in the Pacific somewhere off the present coastline of California. Mu stretched from north of Hawaii down toward the south extending in a line between the Fiji’s and Easter Island forming the southern boundary, it extended 5000 miles from east to west, 3000 miles north to south. The vast emptiness we see today in the middle of Pacific, dotted by the groups of islands is the final resting place of this once glorious, advanced civilization of Mu. She sunk some 12,000 years ago. Notably Easter Island still shows fragments of old stone remains that once were a part of this civilization.

There are several schools of thought about these ancient civilizations. Some believe our current time is the ultimate despite the fact that our historical reference point is some five-thousand years ago. I have always believed otherwise.

In short, we are taught that this particular planet for millions and millions of years had absolutely no life forms. Eventually some sort of human form appeared which for the most part became known to us as Caveman. Different species of course, but more popularly known as Caveman. Eventually we became more advanced into the beings that populate the planet at the present time. Prior to, we were brain dead, barely able to do more than grunt, somehow stumbled onto fire and instead of eating raw meat, learned to barbeque. I just do not believe that our current time is the top of the heap.

Countless, highly advanced races could have preceded both Mu and Atlantis and vanished without a trace.

We may be the result of some type of nuclear war or even a natural disaster resulting in the almost annihilation of the human race. That race of people could very well be, the remnants of Mu. Nothing was left. Stories of the old days ensued and passed on from generation to generation. After the first hundred years, it would seem to be some sort of a fairytale. Most consider Plato’s Atlantis to be just such a tale.

Our civilization at this current time is quite advanced and it took thousands of years to get here but not hundreds of thousands.

There is still a glitch however. Where did all the different facial features come from? Why are both skin color and facial features different? Languages?

Churchward does explain there were black, red, yellow and white races on Mu. But, where did they come from?

Those symbols Churchward interpreted, which as I recall came from Niven’s Tablets discovered in Mexico...are they similar to the ones found at the Roswell crash site? The first symbol he deciphered was, space. Are we remnants of the crash of a super ship that landed here millions of years ago? Perhaps there were several species in that ship or were they at war with other species?

These remain questions that can never be answered until some way, somehow, we construct a time machine whereby we finally know the truth. Until then we do not have a clue as to what we are and why we are. Perhaps we are just a speck in this gigantic never ending universe...possibly more minute than we believe.
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True Love, Soul Mates & Astrology

2007-05-05T14:04:00.000-07:00

There is an old saying, "a marriage made in heaven."
There is a certain truth to that statement insofar as Astrology
is concerned. More approriately, a marriage made in the heavens.

I have always believed that before any couple takes that
final vow..."till death do us part," they should employ the
services of a competent Astrologer for the purpose of Chart
Comparison.

Too often, what one believes to be the perfect love, the
true soulmate ends in divorce court. Loving someone and living
with them on a daily basis can bring unexpected results. This
is where we turn to Astrology before this occurs.

Chart Comparisons/Compatibility Charts reveal to an Astrologer
if the love will be long lasting or just a Uranian attraction. A
Uranian is swift. Two people are drawn together like powerful
magnets. Unfortunately, it does not last. The ones that do last
are the Mars/Venus Trine among other Aspects. But the Mars/Venus
Aspect is the most powerful in that it is a spiritual tie or what
is referred to soulmates.

I strongly recommend before taking those marriage vows, have
a competent Astrologer set up the Charts for you both. It will
save a lot of heartache, not to mention expensive legal fees in
the divorce Court.
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IS IT POSSIBLE TO COMMUNICATE WITH THE DEAD?

2007-03-07T13:06:00.000-08:00

A little over a week ago I was lying in bed trying to fall asleep when I noticed my position waspeculiar (for me). I have a weird habit of sleeping with my arms
crossed over my chest. My Mom said I slept that way practically
since birth. Its comfortable despite the fact that it’s the corpse
posture in Yoga.

The peculiar position was, both arms were fully stretched out at my sides. Out of nowhere, it occurred to me that was the exact position I found myself in when I woke up from my coma with needles in both arms. It gave me pause and as strange
thoughts sometimes filter in to all of us in the wee small hours, I
wondered...what if I’m still in a coma and just dreaming about all
of this? One thought led to another and I pondered, am I going to
wake up soon? Will my clothes still fit? And so forth. I finally fell
asleep and think I woke up the next morning or did I? Food for
thought? My good friend and myself way back in the mid 60s had
a habit of pondering the old question, what if we’re only part of
somebody’s dream....I could be the dreamer, or you could be the
dreamer.

A BRIEF HISTORY OF OUIJA.

Although they still are sold in toy departments, they are not toys.
They were banned in the 1930s,people using them were having
bad experiences. Listen to George Noory when he explains his hatred
for the Ouija. He said in a broadcast on Coasttocoastam that he had suffered
serious effects. He despises them. The man is actually petrified at the mention
of the word. His experience was bad, you can hear it in his voice and he frequently
comments on his experience.

Perhaps no one showed him that there are definite do's and don'ts before consulting
Ouija.

Do ask for protection (mentally) ask for a deceased relative, one that you had a
good relationship with during their life.

Mentally visualize a white circle that engulfs you, as protection. Have your
partner on the Ouija do the same.

Once this simple exercise is done, gently place your fingertips on the Planchette.
Clear your mind. Ask, is there a spirit here? Wait....give it time to move up to
the word, YES. Then proceed with your communication (questions/discussion).

AUTOMATIC WRITING:
It is the same as the Ouija except you use a pencil and paper and you do not need a
partner. You do it alone.

Protect yourself as above. Gently with barely any pressure on the pencil, position
your hand in a writing position. Proceed as above.

DOES IT WORK?

Yes it does.

HOW DO I KNOW?

Years ago (1947) when I was seven years old, I stumbled on a Ouija Board
in my Aunt Teresa's attic. I was up there playing while she and my
Mom visited in the kitchen. It was a rainy day and being a hyperactive
child, the attic amused me in lieu of going outdoors, for awhile. I was
getting bored and tried to reach the window sill to look outside and see if
the rain stopped. I pushed some old cartons underneath the window. As
I tried to climb on them, out slid the Ouija much to my childish delight and
surprise. I found a game...or so I thought.

Aunt Teresa was mortified that I found the Ouija and turned pale
white when I showed her that it had worked for me...alone. This is quite unusual.
I’m not the first and am certain, I won’t be the last who Ouija worked for alone without a partner. Aunt Teresa was not amused nor
was my Mom.

The next time I saw a Ouija was 1962. A friend and I were extremely lucky in that
we did not run into any trouble. We began communicating for almost a year with my
Uncle Charley.

In August 1962, the only communication we received from the usually, very chatty
Uncle Chas. was, “Joyce go see a doctor or I'll see you soon.”

Now this sort of message coming from a ghost can mean only one thing....was I about to check off the planet?

I was in the 7th month of pregnancy and told Unc I felt fine....nonetheless his
message continued non-stop for 45 minutes.

The next evening, I went into epileptic seizures then into acoma for 5 days.

On day 5, I died for five minutes.

On day 6, a specialist I had never seen before proceeded to look in on me.
As an after thought he said, you must be very close with your Uncle Charley. Why
do you say that, I asked.

Well....the good doctor explained, you had conversations with him in the O.R. and just when we thought we finally lost you for good(dead)...you opened your eyes wide and said, "Let go of my hand Uncle Charlie, I'm not ready
to go with you yet."
Obviously, I didn't die. They had no idea how I didn't. I had full blown
Eclampsia. My kidneys failed, I was septic among other things. But the fact remains, we choose ourown time to die. I did.

This is only one experience of me and Ouija and Automatic writing. There are years more of them. Some of the memorable ones came from, Edgar Allan Poe who obviously had more poetry inside him that he needed to get out. I am definitely not a poet.

I can rhyme silly lines like anyone else but the elaborate ones that Edgar
wrote are simply not me.

Others came in from deceased occupants of Atlantis but the most were from Mu. I am one lucky cookie! I seemed to have opened myself up so much so, that there were an
enormous amount of people waiting to write through Automatic
Writing.

To this very day, when I search for lost/missing persons, after I set up their Natal Chart and the time of disappearance, I put both Charts in line of my vision and put the pencil to the paper. I ask to speak to Uncle Charley first because I trust him and I trust hisjudgment and he puts me in touch with the person I’m searching
for.

Not even Suzy Smith’s frightening experience shook me. I had read her book sometime in the mid-60s and the title slips my mind but she told of an experience where she was held down and captive by several entities.
It took her a week to break free. Suzy Smith actually did automatic typing at an old Underwood typewriter, it worked for her. If I’m not mistaken she worked with Paul Twitchell and was able to contact him. She was an interesting lady and one who had some hairy experiences.
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SATURN TRANSITS & HOW THEY AFFECT US

2007-03-07T13:03:00.000-08:00

Note: Saturn began its Transit in Leo on, July 16, 2005 where it will remain until, September 2, 2007 when it begins its Transit in the Sign of Virgo. It’s effects are felt by the Signs of Leo, Taurus, Scorpio, and Aquarius.

IS THERE A CURSE ON ME?

If I had a nickel for each time that I have been asked that question during a Reading I would be as rich as Bill Gates.

I believe all Readers should have a knowledge of Astrology despite the fact that they may pick up that a client is going through a particularly rough period in life. Having the knowledge of Astrology helps the client to understand that it is not just they who are having a series of misfortunes. Many people feel that when their lives aren’t working that it’s because they are atoning or being punished from some misdeed.

It is exactly those periods in life when one feels as if they have been cursed. Unfortunately this idea has become more widespread since the wiccan community emerged. People confuse the idea of a Witch and a wiccan. They are not one in the same.

Wicca is a form of belief and practice. Real Witchcraft is just that...Witchcraft. It has nothing to do with a belief, practice or religion. It is a bloodline occurrence.

Prior to, many clients felt that because they did even the most smallest thing such as stealing a bottle of nail polish from Woolworths as a child, that they are being punished. They are not being punished. Tested is the correct word and past misdeeds have nothing to do with being Tested. It is the old devil Saturn the taskmaster of the Planets doing what it was meant to do in the Natal Charts of every single human being.

Granted, some people ease through this without batting an eyelash. Unfair? Depends on how one views it but there is a reason. They are not a saint, angel or a miraculous human being. They have late degrees in their Charts. Ah...the lucky dogs!

Any of us could have chosen that precise moment of re-entry onto the planet with later degrees but we and we alone decided that we needed to experience the tests of Saturn.

THE SATURN RETURN

This occurs between the end of the 20s up to age 31 sometimes a little older. It depends on the degrees of a person’s Natal Saturn. For example, let’s suppose your Natal Saturn is at 00 degrees. As soon as Saturn makes its Return, you are going to feel its impact. On the other side of the coin, if your Natal Saturn is 27 even 25 degrees, you will feel its impact but it will be over quickly.

Saturn is the natural Ruler of Capricorn but this does not mean that everyone including Capricorns, will have Saturn placed there. On the contrary, you may be a Capricorn with Saturn in Leo or any of the 12 Signs. It is all in the Natal.

It takes 30 years for Saturn to Return to the Sign it occupied when you were born thus, Saturn Return. You will feel its effects the most in the House that it is located.

For instance let us suppose it is positioned in the 7th House at birth. This is the House that Rules, marriage, partnerships, anything on a 50-50 basis. This is the area (7th House) where you will feel the biggest impact. It is opposite the 1st House and gives rise to a feeling of you being pulled in opposite directions. Some will feel the effects of testing going on in 7th House matters. At the same time let’s suppose you are married or have a partnership business or otherwise, those people will also be affected.

When Saturn Transits the 7th House there is a good chance that a marriage will end and in the least, the marriage will be tested.

On the same token, suppose Saturn transits your 2nd House. This is the House that Rules, finances and values. Expect to curtail your spending during this Transit along with more responsibility being put on your shoulders. It is opposite the 8th House (Death, sex, regeneration, the past) and will test that area as well.

There are those poor souls who have Saturn Rising at birth and or Saturn on their Ascendant/First House. These people are responsible individuals and the types we refer to as being 5 going on 35. Life is full of tests and responsibility for them and they seem to deal quite well with their Saturn Return. They’ve grown accustomed to the feel of Saturn already.

Remember, Saturn’s purpose is not to destroy but to help us grow. It presents us with tests that we feel we sure could do without. It delays, disappoints, cancels (many times at the last minute) puts extra responsibility on us, sometimes it is not even our own responsibility in the first place. This can come via helping an older relative, if in the 4th House, a parent thus, being responsible for them. Saturn can force you to put your projects on the back burner which are sometimes completely forgotten until many years later.

When Saturn touches Natal Venus it affects the emotions and many times ends a romance. It also denies romance in your life. These are the periods in life when you wonder if there’s a foot growing out of the top of your head because you feel as if you’re invisible in the romantic area of your life. In the work area, you are fully visible as extra work is dumped on you.

WHY DOES SATURN IN LEO AFFECT TAURUS, SCORPIO, AND AQUARIUS?
Leo and Taurus are a Square and Squares present difficulty, problems to be solved in the Houses in the Natal that they affect. They present difficulties and make things feel as if they are going to drag on forever. It can push one into achieving great things in life on the upside.
Leo and Taurus are also a forming Square Aspect Leo and Aquarius are Opposites. They are 180 degrees apart.

Oppositions are like a mirror. They present those feelings of being pulled in two different directions depending on where the Signs and Saturn are located in a particular Natal Chart.
Leo’s are feeling its impact as Saturn Transits through their Natal Sun. Some may have issues with Dad/Dad figure and authority figures along with older males. The usual bright and cheery royal Leonian can feel as if they want to sit in a corner and just lick those royal paws. (Leo’s Symbol is the Lion, its Ruling Planet is the Sun). Both Sun and Moon are considered as planets in Astrology.
These are the negative Aspects and or the tests of Saturn. If Saturn is making a Trine in your Chart this is good. Conjuncts make for things to happen swiftly. So everything about Saturn isn’t all bad.
Once we have experienced our Saturn Return we are not the same. Whether we have grown or become indifferent, some go to the extent of feeling so sorry for themselves after this Transit and never get over it until the next Saturn Return when they are approximately 58 to 61 years old. Those of us who have endured their Saturn Return are much stronger than before.

THE BASIC’S OF LEO AND IT’S RULER, THE SUN:

The Sun has to do with the power urge and life style. Its purpose is self-expression and portrays the real person, one stripped from habits and mannerisms. Leo’s have the royal look, one of dignity and great manes of hair, which brings a reminder of the Lion itself, and the nose has that certain look of the lion, sort of between the eyes, hard to describe, in short the nose of a lion.
Leo Rules the heart, exterior upper back, forearms, and wrists. Interior spine, heart. Its function is Individualization.

The Natural House of Leo is the Fifth House which is a Succeedent House, ruled by the Sun. It deals with self expression, creativity, writing, theater, entertainment, love
affairs; any effort which distinguishes from others. It rules children, speculation and gambling. Dramatic people, very demonstrative and affectionate.

Leo on the Cusp stamps any house of a Chart as the one through which your basic nature of character will flow. Like a noisy cluster of bees swarming around a particularly succulent flower, so the house ruled by Leo will attract experiences of an especially meaningful and developmental nature. This is because Leo marks a special area in a Chart of personal contribution, where one's life becomes a direct tributary into the great river of universal experience and consciousness of self. It may also mark a danger area of vanity, overconfidence.
We tend to live most importantly through our Leo controlled House and draw upon the greatest storehouse of concentration of energy, so Leo marks a point of freedom of choice, augmenting our power of self-direction.

For example, if the sixth house is Leo Ruled, you may best serve your own interest by some useful service to others. You gain mastery over your own life by placing it in important ways at the disposal of others. Matter of health play a cardinal role in the formation of the character, either thru the sublimation of your ego and diminution of Selfish ambitions thru the physical discipline imposed by illness, with the result that the mind and spirit soar
to heights otherwise unattainable, or one may devote a life to forms of therapeutics. Most importantly, Leo marks the area where you stand the greatest chance of achieving a state of wholeness of completeness in your life.

This is only a surface interpretation of the Saturn Return and is meant to help those who are experiencing it at this time and to hopefully make them understand there is no curse upon them! They are not being punished. That feeling of everything going wrong will soon disappear and life will feel and be good again.

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ASTROLOGY...The Misunderstood Science

2007-03-07T12:59:00.000-08:00

I was going through the Chanels last night and heard the word Astrologer on one of the many religious networks. It may have been Benny Hinn but I'm not certain.

What caught my attention was a clip about a woman who claimed she was an Astrologer but had now found the light. She blamed Astrology for out of the body/astral travel along with being haunted by a shadowy entity who sat on her bed every night...must've been boring for the entity :) and her inability to sleep. But, since that time she learned its the work of the devil.

Good Heavens! Had the woman been an Astrologer instead of an Actor and had the producers done their homework, they would have known that to actually believe Astrology is the work of the devil is no different than believing, history, science, math, geography, etc, etc, etc. are also the work of the devil. Astrology is not self-taught....its an extensive course of study.I would never believe than any real Astrologer would ever condemn it or blame it for being possessed.

In my lifetime I have met more Astrologers who decided to take courses to disprove it and 9 times out of 10, they're the best Astrologers. I hate admitting it, but I also fall into that category. I thought it was a bunch of crap. Had my cousin Beverly not insisted I take her Beginners Astrology Course, I may have still thought it was a bunch of crap. I still remember my reaction which was...No way (it was the sixties), that's a bunch of crap Beverly, besides I know the description of the Signs of the Zodiac, its all crap! JOYCE!!! she said, it's not a bunch of crap and a lot more than knowing the Signs. Well, she challenged me. Having Moon in Sag, I had to take the challenge to prove to her it was all crap.

We took a fifteen minute break after the first two hours of the class. What do you think she said smiling. Holy cow....what's with the math and the degrees, minutes, seconds, houses....I had NO IDEA it was like this. It gets even more difficult Joyce, she said with a chuckle.Astrology is becoming accepted but there is still a lot of misconception as to what it is and how it works.

Some people have a certain awareness of the terms, Ascendant, Rising Sign, Mid-Heaven and the Planets. Despite this, many, many people still believe that Astrology is based on their Sun Sign only and the predictions in the newspapers are what it is all about. Those predictions are based on the Motion Of The Moon.

The Moon goes into a different Sign every 2 to 3 days. Although the newspaper predications hit once in a great while, it is misleading. I've always explained to students that predicting on the Motion Of The Moon in relation to the Sun Sign is the same as telling people....today all Italians will have a lot of work to do, the Irish will be happy but only if they leave the house, all black people will be pensive, all white people will find something that was lost. In short....the predictions are vague and far too wide ranged, thus giving Astrology a bad name....even today with all the awareness of the Occult subjects in the past fifteen years...people still have no idea what a Natal Chart is and what it can do for them.Astrology is an exact science based on mathematics. That's it! No hocus pocus, no visions, no talking to the dead. Of course interpreting the Natal Chart or doing predictive Astrology is still mathematical but once the math is finished to calculate any Chart, we still work with degrees and minutes but require a great deal of skill to interpret and to predict. It requires much study to become familiar with the Aspects (conjunct, square, sextile, trine, opposition) and the Orb allowed for each of those Aspects.I still use the same words to students as I did during the first beginners Astrology Course I taught: be very, very, sure that you're math is correct before you begin interpretation and be very, very sure that you double check everything because this is a human life that you're messing with. Its true, very true and more so with Natals.

They are met to give guidance and to advise. The correct time of birth is essential.An easy way to understand what a Natal is, think in terms of someone taking a picture of the solar system at the exact moment of a birth and before one comes out of the womb, somebody hands them a script. In other words, the details are all there in the Natal as if someone had written a script of a person's life. It tells the career a person is best suited for and how they will perform. Each House represents a certain area of a life.The first House is Self...you alone facing the outer world and how you appear to the world. The second House is values and finances. Third, is the mind, immediate neighborhood, cousins, brothers and sisters. Fourth is the base of operations, the home, the end of a matter. Fifth, romance, creativity, speculation, and children. Sixth, the health, the workplace. Seventh, marriage, partnerships, anything on a 50-50 basis. Eighth, death, sex, regeneration. Ninth higher education, philosophies, religious beliefs . Tenth, the community, those who have authority over you. Eleventh, hopes, dreams, wishes, friends. Twelfth, all that is hidden, things going on behind the scenes, hospitials, instituions, the sub-conscious.This is only a very basic presentation as there are Planets and Signs to account for. Most people who read a description of their Sun Sign say, well it sounds a little like me in some parts but.....this is because, the Sun Sign is sort of the background of you...the Ascendant is the real you....everything is filtered through the Rising Sign.Although I did Psychic & Card Readings before becoming an Astrologer some forty years ago and love doing all, Astrology has a special place in my heart, it is a continual learning process and one that I love. It is the mother of Astronomy.
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