It’s hard not to start astrology-related posts with disclaimers, because I get it. There are a lot of folks who think astrology is bullshit, and if my only references were Sun Sign descriptions and vague daily horoscopes, I’d raise a brow as well. But the thing is–there’s more to it.
I’m not here to make you a believer, though. As usual, I’m here to tell you a story about my life and this particular tale happens to be heavily-influenced by the stars.
Three years ago, when I first had my natal chart done, I learned that my Moon is in Scorpio. What the hell does that mean, you ask? Well, while your Sun sign represents your “doing” and self-expression, the Moon sign reveals your emotional life and how you handle things internally. To be honest, I was upset to know that my emotional life was ruled by such an intense, brooding sign like Scorpio, but of course it made perfect sense. I have to go through several layers of feels privately before I can present the calm and collected version of SBG that most folks meet. This discovery also explained why I’m not the typical “sunshine and rainbows” variety of my Sun sign, Libra. I’m far less romantic, less into partnership, and less idealistic than the common Libra. (Side note: here is the best descriptor of a Libra Sun/Scorpio Moon combination. It’s my personality in a nutshell.)