Some Taurean Bull

Taurus as depicted in Urania's Mirror, a set o...

Taurus as depicted in Urania’s Mirror, a set of constellation cards published in London c.1825. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Maybe I’ve been brainwashed into thinking that I am a Taurean through and through because I started reading this stuff decades ago and took it all too seriously.  Perhaps I decided that if it was my fate to be born a Taurus I might as well go ahead and act like one.

How ever it happened, it’s no big surprise to me when I read my astrological forecast and come across something like this:

Someone is pushing hard for you to do something you don’t want to do, but your resistance is legendary.  You will stick to your principles like glue, and refuse to budge an inch.  If you must, you must, but you won’t go down without a fight.

Sigh.  My resistance is legendary.  I laughed when I first read that, and then I thought – hey,  it’s not that funny.  I don’t really want to be the cranky old lady waving her cane in the air, shouting obscenities at the world.

These next random Taurus truths will be interesting to other Taurean people, or to those of you who know and love a Taurus well.  There is a lot to love here of course.  Although I may be biased saying that.  And if you aren’t a Taurus, and you don’t know one, you could still  read on just to see what you’re missing.

1.   Possessions and Material things

Taureans don’t feel emotionally secure unless they can see and touch the objects they own. Possessions and material things are of great significance to them and the intense need to possess and enjoy with the senses can drive them to be extremely productive.  (Yes, I have a lot of stuff.  I keep saying I’m going to de-clutter my house, but it hasn’t happened yet. I have been very productive moving things around though.)

2.  Taurus’ Love for Gardens

Taurean’s home and gardens are important to them. They reflect their love of harmony and beauty.  Many enjoy gardening and find emotional release in ‘turning” the soil..  If not, they’ll make sure someone else keeps-up their yard!  (Big check mark on that last part where I get somebody else to do it.)

3.  The Taurus Star Constellation

The Taurus constellation is a prominent constellation in the northern hemisphere’s winter sky, and one of the oldest dating back to the Early Bronze Age.  Taurus is symbolized by the bull and is mythologized in ancient Greece, Egypt and Babylon.  (The only constellations I’ve ever been able to make out in the night sky are the big and little dippers.  There may be smarter Taurean astronomers out there somewhere.  Well, let’s hope so, anyway.)

4.  Taurean Children

The Taurean child is charming and enjoys rules and regularity.  They usually do well in school, because they like the routine.  Their mind works at a slower pace than other signs, so more time on ‘homework’ is needed,  However, once a concept is grasped, it’s never forgotten.   (Did you notice the part where they said “charming”?)

5.  The Taurean Parent

Set routines are the norm and they feel their children should also practice discipline as a guidance.  All is well if it’s not too strict! Tarueans are concerned about their child’s education and will make sure they have the best possible chance to learn.  (Well there you go – you can give them every chance, but ultimately what they do with it is up to them.)

6.  Taurus’ Healing Gem: Emerald

Emeralds are great for Taureans as they encourage self-expression. They help to articulate thoughts and feelings and have the added benefit of relieving jealous tendencies and attract domestic bliss and loyalty.  (Too bad they’re green.)  (If anyone would like to give me one or two of them, I’ll overlook the color.)  (And what the hell is domestic bliss?)

7.  Taurus’ Healing flower: Narcissus

Narcissus brings Taureans self-love and increases self-confidence by enhancing their inner beauty and radiance. It relieves coughs and colds and is a natural sedative, calming panic attacks and preventing insomnia.  (Really?  This is all news to me. Am I supposed to be eating them?)

8.  The Taurean Anger

It takes a lot to really anger a Taurean, but when in a rage they have a strong desire to throw things and to storm around the house.  They remain angry for a long time.  If you arise a Taurean, let them cool down before talking again.  Don’t push them!  (This is excellent advice.)

9.  Partners in Love and Friendships

They have a talent for giving others a feeling of security. In times of crises, they’re of great comfort with advice which is practical, realistic and to the point.  Their calm approach to crises soothes even the most frayed nerves.  (This is AFTER the temper tantrum.)

10.  The Taurean Work Ethic

Taureans work slower than other signs but always finish whatever projects they start.  They are trustworthy, reliable, careful and steadfast.  If you want a job done and done well, give it to a Taurus!  (Unless it involves de-cluttering, and then they’re hopeless.)

Taurus, the Bull

Taurus, the Bull (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

11.  Planet Venus rules Taurus and Libra

Venus is called the goddess of beauty and love.   With her influence, Taurus works to obtain qualities of harmony, devotion, refinement and affection. Although the tendency towards self-indulgence, laziness and indifference must be avoided.  (Why?  Why do we have to avoid these things?  I like all of them.)

12.   Taurean’s Sensual Lust for Life

Taurus is governed by the goddess of love Venus, her influence gives Taureans an appetite for love, desire, creativity and all things considered “The Good Life”.

This list was shamelessly copied from a site called Likes.com which I found via Facebook.  This particular article said to read the twelve points to see if I (as an expert on being a Taurus by accident of birth) agree that these are indeed Taurean traits. So I did.  And I guess I do.

If I didn’t I’m sure I’d be stomping about stating my objections in some sort of legendary way.

Breakfast Blues

honey on toast

Mesmerized

by the slow flowing honey

he fashions one golden loop

on buttered toast.

Its impotence makes him weep.

His eyes close.

The wand slips from his fingers

and topples to the floor.

trifecta button

This weekend Trifecta asked for exactly 33 words, 30 of your own and three of the
following:

topple     paradigm     underneath

nerve     honey   loop

One Line Bad Book Reviews

It’s the sadly lacking reviews that are bad here.  These are not necessarily bad books.  I’m merely keeping a random record of what I’ve been reading.  For my own amusement I guess, since I’m not exactly being a helpful librarian here.

falling underChild of divorced parents grows up to be dysfunctional artist while making poor relationship choices and keeps us in suspense wondering which man is possibly the least likely to make her even more crazy than she is already.unlikely pilgrimageHarold goes out to mail a letter to an old friend and just keeps walking, convinced that as long as he keeps going (for six hundred miles to deliver it in person), she will not die. He gets blisters, among other things.     are you happy nowObnoxious and self-centered book editor with lofty ambitions takes an entire book to figure out what he REALLY wants but it finally ends well so I guess that’s something.last letterTragic car accident, memory loss, unhappy marriages,  lovers separated by circumstances and bizarre complications, not to mention willful stupidity;  ultimately unclear why they both don’t just run out into traffic and end the insanity.interestingsArtistic and talented teenagers from New York meet at a summer camp and their lives unfold into adulthood and parenthood and middle-aged success and failure until none of them are really all that interesting anymore.pretty oneA novel about sisters named Imperia (Perri), Olympia (Pia), and Augusta (Gus) who continue their childhood role-playing for forty years without noticing how dumb that is.woman who wouldntIn a small Lao village a woman is shot and killed during a burglary and burned at her funeral;  three days later she is back in her house, now a clairvoyant who can speak to the dead.  And after that it just gets weird.ru kim thuyThis one I started and finished today.  It’s a series of short yet poetic vignettes by Ru, a Vietnamese girl who goes from her palatial childhood home in Saigon to a crowded and muddy Malaysian refugee camp, and then across the ocean as one of the boat people to a new life in Quebec.  I really liked this one. A few well-chosen words can paint the most vivid pictures.

Will the Real Me Please Stand Up

There was a little girl

Who had a little curl

Right in the middle of her forehead.

When she was good

She was very good indeed.

When she was bad, she was horrid.

(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)

From Rarasaur and Prompts for the Promptless – Season 2 Episode 1:  The Alter Ego

The Alter Ego, in Latin, literally means “Second I” or “Second Self”.  It can refer to an opposite side to the personality within someone, or a counterpart like a trusted friend.

cheer challengedMy alter ego is such a bitch.  Angry, judgemental, sarcastic.  My exact polar opposite, really.  I am an angel of light, and she is a demon from hell.  For the sake of clarity let’s call her Cheer Challenged, or CC for short. You know, so that nobody gets confused and mixes us up.  Because she is not the real me.  I’m surprised you would think such a thing.

Most of the time I try to keep her bottled and caged, locked in a closet or stuffed under the bed,  because frankly she can be a pain in the ass to have around.  I have learned to keep her sedated and soothed with meditation and deep breathing, and by letting her know point-blank that nobody likes her scowly face and pissy attitude. She rants and complains, stamps her feet, rolls her eyes and sighs excessively.  She can hold a grudge for a very long time.  She is full of angst and ennui.  She is exhausting.

So why do I let CC stick around?  Why are there days when we face the world together, joined at the hip? Why do I apologize for her, time after time, feeling remorseful and guilty after little Miss Mad has been out to play?  A sane person would gag her with duct tape and drop her off a bridge.

Well here’s the thing.  I rather admire how her stubbornness makes her strong.  I want to agree with her when she announces that the world is full of idiots.  (Because holy crap, if that’s true, we fit right in.)  When she tries to curse and the swear words get all muddled and jumbled up and don’t make sense, it makes me laugh.  Her snit fits are usually brief, and always funny.  I think she is pretty smart, and insightful, and talented.  Sometimes her jokes are witty, sometimes they’re unkind, mostly they’re just plain hilarious.

CC will never let me nominate myself for sainthood.  We’re both too smart to think that could ever happen.  CC has mellowed and become less volatile over the years, but I think she will always be around, helping me see both sides of things, making sure I don’t take myself too seriously.

The truth is, there are times when I quite  like my dark side.  I embrace my inner bitch alter ego because she is interesting, a little crazy, and very human .

I’m okay, warts and all.  Just one of this earths idiots, trying to be very very good and a little less horrid every day.

All I Need Is The Air That I Breathe

English: Tilia sp. buds opening in spring.

English: Tilia sp. buds opening in spring. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Suddenly, almost over night,  the leaves are appearing everywhere here.  It feels like I’ve been waiting forever to see them this year.  All that delicious green is exhilarating, almost breathtaking,

Would I know this if they were here year round?  Probably not.  This morning I looked out the kitchen window and this phrase popped into my head –  peace came upon me.  My brain has little storage areas for random song lyrics that zing themselves into my consciousness without warning.

This beautiful and timeless song was a big hit for the Hollies in 1974.  Alfalfa sings it to Darla in The Little Rascals movie.  It’s been covered by Phil Everly, Olivia Newton John, Julio Iglesias, Judi Collins and many others, including the Brazilian country group “Chitãozinho & Xororó” with Portuguese lyrics under the title “É Assim Que Eu Te Amo” (translated as “This is how I love you”).  That last bit is straight from Wikipedia, not some random trivia I had floating about in my head.  Yes, I’m relieved to hear that too.

Take a deep breath, have a listen. Realize you already have everything you need to be happy.  And then get yourself out there and have a fun green day.

If I could make a wish
I think I’d pass
Can’t think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
Nothing to eat, no books to read

Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm and tired
What more could I ask
There’s nothing left to be desired
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe

Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep

Bar Story

photo credit explorethebruce.com

Daily Prompt: Fill In the Blank

Three people walk into a bar . . .my sister, my brother-in-law and me.  We are in Small Town Ontario, it is late afternoon.  We have just dropped my niece off at the ball park where she’s doing whatever it is that ball players do to prepare themselves for the big game, and we have some time to kill.

Every small town in Ontario has a local hotel.  Every one of them is called “The Queens” or something similarly grand.  They all have charm and character. They all serve cold beer.

We sit at a small table on hard wooden chairs and the lady behind the bar shouts across the empty space asking us what we’ll have.  Three of whatever’s on tap, my brother-in-law law shouts back.  And how about you, Charlie, she asks, the usual?  Charlie has joined us at our table, although there are vacant spots everywhere.  The only other occupied seat is a stool at the bar where a big bearded man sits with his elbows embracing his glass and his hands supporting his head, mesmerized by the sports cast on the overhead tv.bar and grill

Charlie smiles at us and nods as he raises his hand in a wave of assent to the bar tender.  We all smile back at Charlie.  He is a little rough around the edges, somebodys forgotten grandpa, plaid shirt and oil stained ball cap as old and wrinkled as he is himself.   I think perhaps we have innocently chosen to sit at Charlies regular table, and he is not about to give up his usual space.

How’re ya doin’ he wants to know, and what brings ya ta here.  And what do ya think o’ the damned temperature out there, ain’t it on the high side fer this time o’ the year?   Charlie taps his stubby fingers on the wooden table top with one hand while caressing the grey stubble on his face with the other, listening to our polite replies.  When his beer arrives he grabs it with both hands to take long thirsty swallows, bangs his glass back down, and then releases a thunderous belch, for which he does not apologize.

I glance at my sister, who is staring at the beams overhead, her lips pressed hard together suppressing what I’m sure would be a loud guffaw if she let it go.  I clear my throat too loudly and take a long drink, hoping I won’t choke, spitting beer all over Charlie’s table.  We sit quietly for a minute.  The television drones.  The bartender hums as she rearranges some glasses and swishes a bar towel across the counter.  We look expectantly at Charlie but he has stopped talking.  His eyes are closed and his chin is resting on his chest.  He still clutches his beer glass in both hands as if someone might snatch it away from him when he’s not looking.

We enjoy the rest of our beer, anticipate the up coming game, check our watches, and then prepare to go.  The shrill jangle of a land line phone pierces the quiet and the lady behind the bar starts to curse.  Oh my Lord love a fucking duck, this Jesus phone has been ringing off the damned hook all fucking day!  What the damned hell, I can’t take this any longer!  She grabs the receiver and shouts HELLO!

We quietly make our escape.  I ask the other two if they heard the phone ring more than once while we were in there and they both say no.  I wonder what kind of emotional stress we might have caused by ordering a second round.  And when will Charlie notice that we’re gone?  Three people walk out of a bar laughing and don’t look back.

The Other Side of Cloudy

Prompts for the Promptless:  Silver Lining  “Silver Lining” is a prospect of hope or comfort in a gloomy situation.

A pessimist sees only the dark side of the clouds, and mopes; a philosopher sees both sides, and shrugs; an optimist doesn’t see the clouds at all – he’s walking on them.  ~Leonard Louis Levinson

012In every difficult situation there is always a brighter prospect, some comforting possibility, an element of hope.  And in every crowd there’s always that one annoying person who points out some tiny bright spot in the midst of a disaster.  Don’t you just hate that, when you’re wallowing in the pits of despair and some positive happy person tries to cheer you up?  I’ve been that aggravating individual who says the exact wrong thing, trying to help, meaning well.

Empathy then points out to me that this sad and grieving person already knows deep down about the silver lining, and can almost see it, but right now being pathetic and wretched and miserable just feels so good.  I think it’s okay to let people sit on the gloomy side of a cloud for a while, because If we didn’t have a grand funk now and then, how would we ever recognize happy?

But, sorry, if that big black cloud hangs over your head for way too long, somebody has to kick you out from underneath it.  And what better way to do that than with some great cloud quotes??  Okay, there are probably better ways, but this is all I could come up with.  And there’s even a bright side to THIS, because I had saved at least ten more really sappy ones that I deleted.  You’re welcome.

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”  ~  Rabindranath Tagore (Stray Birds)

“It is a very beautiful day.  The woman looks around and thinks: ‘there cannot ever have been a spring more beautiful than this.  I did not know until now that clouds could be like this.  I did not know that the sky is the sea and that clouds are the souls of happy ships, sunk long ago.  I did not know that the wind could be tender, like hands as they caress – what did I know – until now?” ~ Unica Zürn

“Thirty-nine years of my life had passed before I understood that clouds were not my enemy; that they were beautiful, and that I needed them. I suppose this, for me, marked the beginning of wisdom. Life is short.”  ~ Iimani David

“The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn’t it be?–it is the same the angels breathe.” ~ Mark Twain (Roughing It)

“We pledge to fight ‘blue-sky thinking’ wherever we find it. Life would be dull if we had to look up at cloudless monotony day after day.” ~ Gavin Pretor-Pinney (The Cloudspotter’s Guide)

Silver Lining Clouds

Silver Lining Clouds (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Though outwardly a gloomy shroud,
The inner half of every cloud
Is bright and shining:
I therefore turn my clouds about
And always wear them inside out
To show the lining.
~ Ellen Thorneycroft Fowler