“And Toni here is the wacky one,” my Clubhouse partner said by way of introduction in our club.
It wasn’t the first time that week I felt I came across as a wackadoodle. And do you have to be on the eccentric side to even use a word like “wackadoodle”?
This week, as I inadvertently steered myself too close to some rocky shoals in a valuable relationship, I gave myself a lecture.
“You only have yourself to blame for how others view you. If you come across as odd, or insecure, or whatever, it’s because you give that impression…”
Is it my own damn fault? Can’t I blame it on something else?
Like maybe astrology?
My Gemini sun and Virgo rising signs argue like an old married couple. Throw in my Taurus moon and it’s no wonder I have no idea who I am sometimes.
But what does all that mean—sun, rising, and moon signs?
Even people who say they don’t believe in astrology know their sun sign and identify strongly with it. Am I a Gemini? And how! Playful, curious, into a little bit of everything, and so busy a 26-hour day is necessary? That’s me.
I’m sure you also know your sun sign and what it means. But what’s a rising sign?
Our rising sign, or ascendent, is how we come across to people. It’s our social personality, our outward style.
This is where my need to be of service rather than recognized comes from, my organization skills, that practical side, the part of me that is hard on myself. Or so it may seem to others.
Our moon sign determines our private world, our innermost needs, and how we react in emotional situations, the “soul yearnings” that not everyone sees.
My moon in Taurus means that on the inside I am creamy nougat– soft, romantic, and loyal. I also do not adapt well to my routine being thrown off. I am capable. And I can be stubborn. And anal. Fun fact: Taureans have a well-developed sense of smell. So I’ve also got that going for me.
My Gemini sun says there is no reason to not know at least a little bit about everything. I am forever writing notes on scraps of paper, the backs of envelopes, the margin of my desk calendar. That is, until my Virgo rising steps to the fore and says, “Enough! How can you find anything? Clean this mess up.” (I won’t give Gemini’s pithy retort.) My Taurus moon comes in and explains that it may look like a disaster, but everything can be found if needed…
Astrology is mysterious and fascinating. It can show us our uniqueness and our individual path to success. When we see our entire birth chart, it decodes our Myers-Briggs type, Enneagram personality, HIGH5 strengths and DISC profile.
Knowing how we are wired from birth helps us to be more comfortable in our skin. We are exactly who we are meant to be. We are loved in our wackiness or introversion or seriousness, whether we think a lot, or feel things deeply, or fly by the seat of our pants. We are each crafted by the stars, unique and perfect.
If you would like to learn more about astrology and your chart, I highly recommend Chani Nicholas’s website. If you find her prose too dense, Yasmin Boland is more down-to-earth. And for a free chart that does not require you to enter your email address, visit https://astro.cafeastrology.com/natal.php
Toni-
I so enjoy these informative messages (as well as your writing style… and humor)
Thank YOU for creating them
Kim
Kim, I’m so happy that you are a member of this community! Everyone should have a positive and affirming friend like you!
Very interesting!
Though you can be wacky fun, and have a large and deliciously bold personality, I don’t think you’re a wackidoodle. You’re extremely intuitive, conscientious, and grounded. You have many interests and knowledge about so many things, and are very generous with sharing this and your incredible sense of humor. You’re one of a kind alright, but not wackidoodle.
Thanks for sharing all of the insights uncovered by reading your chart. We’re complex beings, us humans!
Well, that’s a relief. I hate thinking I come across as wacky.
And thank you for commenting, especially with such sweet words.
I am in the third chapter of my life and at loose ends, feeling restless, wondering what my purpose is. Throughout my life, I seem to have gone the direction of whichever way the wind has blown me and too often listened to advice from someone who was thinking of themself, not me.
My brain seems too full to hear the whispers of my soul that tell me what I want and need.
This post really speaks to me.