As I think about my Birth Chart, I ponder the great role both air and fire play in my inception into the world. There is no doubt to me that the fire that consumes and releases energy and the air that accelerates are part of my essence to a huge degree. It is hard for me to have sustained passion without the ability to create vast amounts of fire as a combination of pure desire and pure ether, as the heaven meeting the Promethean gift wants to burn away earthly vines and brush that tether me to the Earth. It feels like I am Hermes trying to reach the Sun, because I have a certain disgust and boredom with the many dirty earthly realities that are part of life cycles.
Growing up, I had a certain disdain for complex emotional life. I thought that if only people would burn away the dross, then there would be a path forward for them. I have trouble remembering a time at which I was able to sit and discern any emotions that I could clearly identify as my own, as it just seemed like fire was burning the emotions away into the ether. I would like to have a life in which I felt earthly vitality, but it just seems like my fiery spirit burns away any grounded emotions as though there was no time to savor the harvest before disposing them in the bonfire. The connection to life seems to evade me. It seems like my soul demands everything be sacrificed in order that it goes up in smoke towards the heavens.
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