Yesterday evening people all over the world marveled at the beauty of a Conjunction of the Moon with Venus and Jupiter. During the late Monday afternoon of December the 1st 2008 (in South Africa at least) the Moon, Venus and Jupiter were all located at 22 degrees Capricorn.
Now, on the face of it such a Conjunction would seem to be the very epitome of ease, grace, leisure and pleasure, and in keeping with this (arguably superficial) interpretation I endeavored to make use of the stronger than usual current of benefic energy in what I thought would be a suitable manner. All the while I was aware that Uranus occupying 22 degrees Libra in my chart meant that this triple Conjunction would be Square my natal Uranus. I naively assumed that this would simply make this event more wonderfully vibrant and exciting, as Uranus certainly is sometimes.
My girlfriend and I have been discussing finding a place to live, and on Monday afternoon I called an estate agent that had advertised some places to rent in a newspaper. I thought, “surely a home you find under such positive stars will be a great place to stay!”.
I looked at the first place the guy had to show me, and apart from being a little small, I thought it had potential. I called my girlfriend, who was just about to knock off at work, and suggested she come and have a look too.
In the meantime, in a flat not far from the one I was looking at, a couple burst into a rather nasty sounding tiff, which carried on for quite a while, with lots of banging and shouting. After a while a guy came out and started packing stuff into his car, apparently moving out. At one point the security guard got up to take a closer look....
Eventually my girlfriend arrives and we look at three different places all in the same area. I find myself a little frustrated because I'm really not getting any clear feedback from her, and what little I can read between the lines suggests she's not nearly as excited as I am about the cozy little cottage with the loft, and seems to prefer a place I find a little cramped and awkwardly shaped.
Oh well, that's alright. We agreed to go out for dinner; after all, there was a beautiful celestial event just starting to become visible in the sky. A perfect excuse to spoil ourselves!
We decided to try a Japanese restaurant we'd spotted recently. Upon arriving we were ushered to a little room separate from the rest of the restaurant since the rest of the place had been booked up. It was a little strange, and the two of us were now seated at a table for six. Ok, why not?!
Girlfriend suggests maybe a table outside would be more congenial. We move. After a short while girlfriend is feeling a little cold outside, but our little "booth" inside has now been occupied by a new party.
Mmm.... this auspicious afternoon/evening is surprisingly irritating, I'm starting to think!
Our waitress, well; her English is really not that great, and she's really no help in trying to make sense of this cryptic menu...
To cut a long story short, after our starters, I eventually manage to order some sushi, but only after arduous and complex negotiations. My girlfriend orders tempura.
My sushi arrives before too long, and we assume my girl's meal will be there any minute. I'm hungry! I start, and in no time my four little pieces of sushi have vanished. We wait, and wait..... and wait. No tempura. We check that the waitress noted the order. She confirms she's aware of it. We wait and wait.... some more.
A huge crowd of people emerges from the restaurant, I assume it's a Christmas party or something and everyone's had a few drinks, and they make a huge racket in front of the restaurant for what seemed like an eternity. Very disruptive!
The situation is eventually so ridiculous that keeping up the stoic grin is just plain pathetic! I summon the nearest waitress and as courteously as possible make it clear that things are going quite badly this side, and we've been waiting a very long time for a plate of rather simple food.
Our waitress and the manager told us totally different stories about what went wrong in the kitchen, but by the time the tempura was finished we were really just wanting to pay and get out of there. After repeatedly but amicably declining the manager's kind offer of a complimentary dessert, assuring him sincerely that it was not out of ill will, we escaped, just in time to see the last moments of the Moon, Venus, Jupiter Conjunction before it disappeared below the western horizon.
The moral of the story is that a Square to Uranus is sometimes not quite as funky as you may hope, even if you're an astrologer! It can even make a Moon/Venus/Jupiter experience downright upsetting!!
