I'm not usually into new age astrology based bullshit but my bestfriend Mel is, and has on more than one occasion scolded me for my sarcastic attitude to her wanting to 'smudge' my ex-boyfriends bad vibes out of my apartment. HA!
But of late I've had a whole bunch of bizarre balls go down and it got to the point where I even considered that said ex had cursed me and was at home each night sticking pins into a headless barbie doll aka me. I was discussing said bad vibes with my girl Natalie from Ladies Lotto who in turn told me to google Saturns Return. So I did. And I've pasted in the relevant bits for you below minus the wordy hippie shizz:
"The first Saturn Return marks the end of youth and the beginning of the productive adult years. It is now that you truly become an adult--not at eighteen or twenty-one. You realize your need to define yourself as an individual within society and to demonstrate what you've learned......
This transition into adulthood is often accompanied by a sense of urgency, a feeling that you must try to accomplish everything you've ever wanted or planned to do now. Goals start to come sharply into focus. If you have not settled into a definite career, or have been pursuing one that is inappropriate for you, you'll experience a strong push to establish yourself in a more fulfilling occupation. Sometimes this means a complete change.
Saturn strips away illusions and points out limitations, allowing you to view yourself in a harsh, often unflattering light. At the same time, it endows you with prudence, practicality, and the perseverance to work hard toward achieving your purposes. Consequently, this is a good time to rearrange your career or lay the foundation for a new one."
I definitely wouldn't say I view myself in an unflattering light but I've definitely had some finer moments of smartening the fuck up this year ranging from my attitude, change in job, launching my business, choice of men vs bro's and even the mass spring cleaning of my wardrobe. Hell I had to take a plate of festive food to my family Christmas lunch this past year which I definitely see as a raging sign that my irresponsible years of youth are well and truly over.
So this whole Saturn thing is all well and good, and holds a fair amount of truth for me, 'cept it aint meant to happen until you're 30. And although I may look a little weathered at times when I've had a big night on the piss, I'm seriously only 25! Fuckers. So something is mad up with my hormones/maturity right now because it seems I'm 25 going on 31.
Either that, or the pins in the doll thing. Creeptown.















