Astrological Stories by Juri
There's a large garden at the back of our old house. It
has a vegetable patch the size of a tennis court, a playground,
a big campfire
site, a side building for storing wood, tools, bikes
and children's toys. Surrounded by trees, hedges, and an
wall, our garden is
a good habitat for salamanders, hedgehogs, birds and other
creatures great and small. It could be idyllic.
am a Sagittarian (fire) with a Gemini Ascendant (air), and
my only planets in earth are Uranus and
Pluto in Virgo. A garden to me is something wonderful - beautiful
flowers, fresh vegetables, juicy fruit. And they all grow
by themselves, just like that. Nature is really doing a
great job. It provides us with space for meditating or
sun, and it provokes wonderful thoughts. Sometimes, I even
feel like cutting the grass. When I'm sitting on the garden
bench, I can feel the charm and mystery that our garden radiates.
If it wasn't for - you know what I mean: If it wasn't for
the apple core in the hammock, the scattered
clothes-pegs all over the garden, the campfire ash in the
bag where normally the clothes-pegs are, roller-blades
lying around inviting someone to trip
over and break a leg. The excavation in the vegetable patch
("... we were just trying to find a treasure ...")
is not really to our liking either. And why is the whole house
with chalk? Who has scattered old bread crumbs in the garage?
Who has shovelled the sand from the sand box onto the path?
Who has taken away the fence around the compost heap? And
who on earth has cut the raspberry trellis with the secateurs?
Why can't our garden just be idyllic? The parents in the
house should have a talk and see, how we can convey to our
nature wants to be treated with a little bit more respect.
Nature can be so exciting. My
wife sows, plants, weeds, tells me about crop rotation, organic
fertilisers, and other esoteric
methods of gardening. Being an Aries with a Virgo Ascendant,
she has a talent for looking after overgrown beds with
a pioneering spirit, for patiently pulling out weeds,
and with fervour, and even reaping what she has sown. Fascinating!
Our housemates Vivian and Rolf are also often seen in the
garden. They do interesting experiments with natural selection
processes: can cauliflower
survive, if the weeds haven't been pulled out for
months? Even our neighbour Hannes has had a go at gardening.
Heroically, he planted sweetcorn, leeks, lettuces and cress,
and then went for a three-month holiday. All this gives
Annina a chance to activate her pioneering spirit every spring
and free her overgrown bed from the accumulated weeds. Everyone
in the house can fulfil their potential.
Our children fulfil their potential too. Our son Leo,
for example, was born with the Sun in Virgo, an earth
sign with a natural leaning towards everything that grows
and bears fruit. Virgo selects: this is useful, that isn't.
In that way, Virgos are really concerned about their environment.
Leo, with a Scorpio Ascendant, is also a born existentialist:
All or nothing! He takes everything into his hands to assess
whether he needs it. If he does, he takes it with him and
puts it somewhere safe along the way, if he doesn't, he throws
it away. He can never go missing, all we need to do is follow
the trace of rubbish.
the 9-year-old son of our neighbour Barbara, is a Taurean,
a really practical child. It's just that, with Neptune
on the Descendant, life can be quite spooky sometimes. But
being a Taurus, he has found a very earthy strategy to deal
with this: if he shouts really loudly and throws
things around all over the place, it might make an impression
on the creatures from the invisible world. On his venture,
heroically through the garden and grasps a long stick which
he uses to knock down unripe apples from the tree. He bets
Leo that he can throw the apples at least as far as the wall
of the house... Leo takes a few too, eats the nicest one,
throws the others. Earth children!
I'm sitting on the garden bench with apples flying through
the air, longing for my idyll. As a fire and
air type, why do I have to deal with these earthy things?
I suggest to the kids: Let's make a campfire and have a barbecue.
They think it's a great idea. Together we sit
around the fire watching the flames. I think I can leave
them for a minute and get the sausages in the house. I'll
quickly check my e-mail and read the guestbook too.
Meanwhile, the children are shoveling the embers of the
fire into the plastic bucket and ... this can't be true,
but you can't ...!!!
The Child's Horoscope
Viktor Stork / Astrodienst AG 2004
Translated by Karin Hoffmann
* All names in the story have been changed for reasons of confidentiality.