For past and future lovers | In the Stars (where I talk about men)

This is the fifth episode of “In the Stars” (where I talk about men), based on the notes I took during an astrology reading.
This is also the final episode, because I think I found my answer!
(and everyone’s excused from having to date me)

Episode 5
For past and future lovers
the final episode of “In the Stars” (where I talk about men)

Topic: Review of all zodiac signs I dated

Management summary: 
No single zodiac sign can date me, because I have four different signs

I don’t know why I expected to find an easy answer, from reading my chart. Maybe because from the inside looking out, my personality seems pretty clear cut? I like what I like, and I do not find myself particularly complex? 

But what I have found, dear gentlemen suitors, is that my chart/ my personality is built up in a way every type of man will find at least one rock hard impenetrable layer. One aspect, that they lack the skills to get around.

Here’s my layer by layer analysis of what you will encounter:

For Earth signs (Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn):
What you will refuse to deal with.

General: My demand for luxury. 

Specific examples Earth signs will refuse to deal with:
-Your full and exclusive attention on dates
-You preparing our dates
(reservations, logistics, keeping track of time, dealing with me, people and unexpected events, all in a courteous way, regular meal times, buying me treats)

-Love making happens only in hotels, sufficiently heated bedrooms or on couches in living rooms with closed curtains

Astrological reason: My Leo
None of this is new information. I think this was all in place when I was just a teenager, and it’s probably due to all the planets I have in Leo, and the House Leo is in.
When it comes to love, your Earth sign (Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn) and me (Leo) will appear to have all we need to rock this affair, yet fall short the entire time . We will not speak each other’s love language.

However, if this is not you and you did manage to click the gold plated armor of my personality open, your fingers will soon notice a vacuum rubber coating.

For Water signs (Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces):
What you will refuse to deal with.

General: My need for lightheartedness

Specific examples Water signs will refuse to deal with:
-you repeat something I told you, but make it funnier
-something embarrassing happens and you make a joke that makes everyone feel included
-we both know we want each other, but neither one says it out loud and we play that we never had sex before. Or maybe we never had sex before. Who knows.
– Saturday Night Live calls you when their ratings drop.

Astrological reason: My Venus is in Gemini
There’s a ton of information on this placement, yet I was entirely unaware of this until the reading.
The biggest astrological Aha moment of my life.
I finally understand why what I expect, in what I call “flirting”, from a man, feels like torture to them.
As if my expectation to be flirted with, at least when someone is interested, is something in the category of kicking them when they’re down. Something cruel.

My Venus in Gemini placement is the happiest and the best that I have to offer, and yet it is the gift almost no one wants. It are the games no one wants to play.
Least of all you, deep feeling Water sign.

However, if this is not you and if you did manage to melt the coating, or you cut it open, dug your fingers in and peeled it like a mango, then you would have found a skull made of an unknown material, and markings you could not decipher.
Except there was also a penis on there, and people doing each other. But those were probably a joke.

For Fire signs (Aries, Leo, Sagittarius):
What you will refuse to deal with.

General: Being bound in darkness

Specific examples Fire signs will refuse to deal with:
– being so vulnerable it hurts
– befriending our demons. And keeping an open heart for the ones still looking for good homes.
– night walks under the full moon
– regular chats about mortality and how it inspires us

Astrological reason: I am a Scorpio Rising, and have a dark planet in my first house as well.

However, if this is not you and if you did manage to solve the skull’s puzzle, and rescued the dark princess, you will find she starts disintegrating as soon as you expose her to the light.
The only way to save her, is to bury her, shielding her both from prying eyes as well as daylight.
And you can never show your dark princess to anyone you know.

For Air signs (Gemini, Libra, Aquarius):
What you will refuse to deal with.

General: My meticulously planned days, and tightly budgeted free time.

Specific examples Air signs will refuse to deal with:
– our dates and phone calls are scheduled in advance, and could have an end time.
– no emotional labor is included.
On the bright side: It’s not requested either. I will handle things myself.
– days out are timeboxed, as to allow all regular routines to continue as per usual.
– hard limit against sleepovers in general and bed sharing in particular
– in the extremely rare case I join you to an event, I will leave before the spell breaks and my chariot changes back into a pumpkin.

Astrological reason: I have a ton of Capricorn in my chart.

The hardest grinding sign of the zodiac, Capricorn will not just climb that impossible mountain; It will master it. However this will severely impact their mental capacity to deal with other people’s bullshit and only leaves room for purposeful and strategic socializing.
And sex that does not require too much fanfare.

Conclusion

I have loved you all so much. And if loving you personally was not really appropriate, then I have loved our time together. And if our time together was awkward and we both had to put up with so many things we would normally veto, then still, I loved the sex. 
None of you has ever disappointed me in the bedroom, although we both probably had to bring our A game to work around the other’s sensitivities to even get between the sheets;
And many of you hurt me in how you treated me after.

I will not forget your names, but I will forgive you because your lovemaking was worth it. And you also gave me great drama to write about. Where would I have been without your painful betrayals, and one could argue I drew blood first by being a writer and documenting our affair.
And you, my lover, were just the one who got even.

But what I understand now is that I have asked too much from all of you.

No one could entertain my Venus in Gemini;
Be King to a Leo queen;
Put up with Capricorn’s busy schedule;
And also be the Dark Warrior overpowering the Scorpio lover, so she could submit, cry, and break into your arms.
Finally and completely, letting go.

But I consider myself so lucky you were there, being a good partner to one of those four ladies, Leo, Venus in Gemini, Scorpio, Capricorn.

If you ever wondered if there was anything to clear between us, consider it cleared.

My Capricorn thanks the Earth signs (Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn)
for their companionship, and their groundedness.

She still sometimes tells the story of how one of you broke up with her by saying the date could not go through because you had to assemble an IKEA cupboard that Saturday.
Which she respected not just because it was funny, but also because you succeeded so well at keeping the entire breakup completely drama free.

The sex with you was hard won, my Earth signs.
Which was okay because we are all – Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn- workers. So you could say it suited us that way.
Work began weeks, months, sometimes years, before the first kiss.
I remember I always had to win your trust, and you refused to flirt. As if remarks at that level were so far beneath you, the only sensible choice was simply ignoring they ever happened.

Being with you gave me a sense of normalcy, in situations that were far from. You could say stripping ourselves from all decorum was the only way to make it work, when us being together was so out of the ordinary either for you, or for me or, which was the most common, for both of us.
Instead of blowing up our story to Hollywood proportions, we got naked and pretended everything was normal.

It allowed us to be together and enjoy each other, in situations that were so stressful it would have scared any other zodiac sign away.

I’ve thought about it, dear Earth sign, if I ever want another lover with your sign. And I would not have brought it up, if the answer was No. So the answer is Yes, I would. But in a very specific situation, which is to be lovers but without being in love.
It’s a rational, health-based kind of decision, where we lock this in because it is more efficient than having the lack of sex influence our dating life.
So I would definitely choose a man with an Earth sign if I wanted to build a solid, purely sexual arrangement together.

And I would work for it, because I know so would you.

Scorpio thanks the Water signs (Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces)
For going to the depths with her, and she definitely got in over her head with two of you, looking at you Cancer and Pisces.
Never forget that Scorpios cannot swim; we drown.
But I recovered, with valuable lessons learned. And the experience with another Scorpio was stable, satisfying and nothing short of wonderful. You did our sign good.

I once heard Scorpios like a little mind fuck, and the example was given you can really win them over by leaving money on the bedside table with a note to buy themselves something nice.
Especially effective if it was a man.

But I think this applies to all water signs and also, that the astrologer told us only half the story. They left out why such a coy daring gesture afterwards is so welcome;
To clean the sheet.
To counterbalance.
To break the spell of intimacy with the Water signs, that is simply too much for two humans to take. Using the full range Water signs have, means sex goes into territory we don’t really have capacity to hold.
Something neither of you know to regret or to rejoice in.

The one who leaves money on the table for the other, is the one who says:
“Snap out of it. Please see this as a game. Come back up from the depths my Love, the world is waiting.”

So I retroactively placed it there.
A red envelop, in the drawer with the toys.

Leo would like to thank the Fire signs (Aries, Leo, Sagittarius).
Even though there has never been a Sagittarius here.
But since both Brad Pitt and Nikki Sixx are Sagittarius I have faith you can consider yourself included.

Sex has never felt more natural than with you, my dear fire signs.
We really were the same species, even when you were the ram and I assume would have preferred a barn and a herd instead of a pack of two in a den.
But despite our differences we always made it work.
And I’m so glad we went for it, fire signs, and regret the times I didn’t.
Dating fire signs has been a solid and rewarding experience. For both of us, I hope.

If you wonder what I would write, if sex was a business and I gave you a Google review – and I hope to know you well enough to know you got a kick out of that comparison –
Then I would highly recommend you and praise your passion and your generosity.

You were such a tremendous giver, and never denied me sex. There was always more to be had, and if we didn’t it was because I was holding grudges, or blocked in some way, or simply because I was totally satisfied and had enough.
It was all equal to you, a No is a No, and you never pressed for reasons.

I would leave you a 5 star review.

And finally,
my Venus in Gemini wants to thank the Air signs (Gemini, Libra, Aquarius)

Even though she doesn’t think she ever dated Gemini and is unsure about Aquarius. But she has definitely flirted with all of you, so consider yourself included.

My dear Air signs, you were the only ones who kept up with the Goddess. The only ones for whom she did not have to slow down, nor come down to earth and be bothered with the never-ending demands of the world.
We lived not just with our heads in the clouds, but with our whole being because we were always thought, and thought alone.
We were ideas, we were knowledge, we were jokes, we were ideasjokesknowledge and created a whole new plane of existence where only our love existed and no one could touch us.
A castle in the sky
that was forever expanding until, of course, it wasn’t.

Life pinched the balloon and let us fall down to earth.
A fate we quickly accepted, and always recovered from without deep wounds or grudges. We came out as unbothered as we had entered.

If you wonder what I remember, sexually speaking, then it was that you never gave me a hangover. Meaning sex with you came without hidden emotional cost, when other signs cost a day or more of coaching myself over crippling shame, doubt and vulnerability.
Sex with you was carefree, like M&Ms without calories.

It was simple, sweet and surprisingly uncomplicated.

For all signs:

If any excuse is needed from me to you, then I hereby apologize. As explained my astrological chart has been pulling me into four distinctly different directions, and I agree that this information would have been useful at an earlier stage.
But when you know better, you do better.

I now know what I am looking for, and that dating me should probably come with disclaimers.

And for a moment there, I thought I would give them.

But nah.

Venus in Gemini thinks it kills the vibe.
Scorpio is not concerned unless blood is involved.
Leo assumes people know who she is.
And Capricorn just can’t bother.

If you read this, consider yourself informed.

~Lauren
An unexamined life is not worth living

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The Horned Ones | In the Stars (where I talk about men)

This year, I had my first online astrology reading.
This new series “In the Stars” (where I talk about men) will be written based on the notes I took, and the memories that rose to the surface.

 

Episode 4
The Horned Ones

Topic: Aries, Taurus, and Capricorn Men 

Management summary: 
You can leave your hooves on.

There are three signs represented by a hoofed animal:
Aries, Taurus and Capricorn.

Aries, the ram, is the very first sign of the zodiac. It is the only fire sign of the three, and represents new beginnings, and childlike strength and willpower.
But anyone who is familiar with the 90s series Xena, the Warrior Princess, will not need any of those pointers because Aries was personified as the Greek God Ares, Xena’s on and off lover in the series.

This Divine Masculine was immoral, impossible, evil more often than not, and of course totally irresistible.
Their history was a long and problematic one, where he was the one, if I recall correctly, who put the warrior into the princess.
And she was his Warrior Queen on many battles before she converted to being a warrior who saved people, instead of slaying them.

But the spark between them never died, and they did rekindle their affair occasionally later on in the series, when his personality had become more friendly.

Xena’s Ares God of War =  forever the sign of Aries.
I will die on that ancient Greek hill.
And yet, I will also eat my words on this. Because “my” Aries lovers had nothing in common with Ares, God of War. 

They were gentle, layered and, although they never shared their depths with me; It was obviously all there.
Referring to them as “the child of the zodiac”, would be selling them short in a major way.
So although for this first introduction I have introduced Aries to you by means of Ares, God of War, beware that this is only for as long as this article runs.
And then I’ll have you change your mind.

The second hoofed one, is going to be extremely short; Taurus.

Because I have never fallen in love with a Taurus man.
They’re ruled by Venus, just like the sign of Libra, an easy sign for me to fall in love with.
So it’s very odd that out of these two signs (Libra and Taurus) – both harmonious, both creating a life around beauty and art and good food (Taurus is even more associated with good food than Libra) – I have an overwhelming preference for Libra, and Taurus is one of the signs I don’t think I’ve ever fallen in love with.

Apparently Venus the Goddess of Love does not appear for me, through the sign of Taurus, but will always open the door to love through the sign of Libra.

So if you fall in love with a Taurus, I’d say:
Go for it. You will definitely not regret it, and will probably be sold on them for life.
But Taurus does not appear to be my type, as far as falling in love goes.

I do however have a great relationship with the female Taurusses in my life, but this series is called In the Stars “where I talk about men” (not women), so I’m not going to write about female Taurus, Capricorn or Aries.

The final one with horns; Capricorn.
Oh, where do I start?!
All good, all good, but can we start off with Capricorn being something of an acquired taste?
Because I think it is, they are. Capricorns are not for the faint at heart, but worth it every hoofed step of the treacherous way.

For context to these bold claims: In Tarot, the sign of Capricorn is associated with the major arcana card “The Devil”. 
Taurus with The Hierophant, the religious advisor.
And Aries with the unapologetic leadership of The Emperor.
Capricorn did not have a lucky draw here but arguably, they did have the most interesting one.

Which could explain why Capricorn energy has been quite abundant throughout my life! There seems to be an understanding between us, in a grounded, stable, no fuss way, that provides a foundation on which we can basically build anything we fancy.
And that, is rare.
There is a sturdiness to them and if I had to choose one man, one sign, to end up on a deserted island, I’d choose the sign of Capricorn.

Just like mountain goats are the only ones skilled to climb rough terrain with dangerous cliffs, in the same way Capricorn men are the only ones who can survive the rough challenges capitalism presents.
Or deserted islands.

The only ones who will have their emotions under control, and will fill up their brains with whatever is required to move forward in life.
Until they reach the top.

On the foot of the mountain, I am with an Aries man.
Our fire isn’t big enough to provide enough warmth to compensate what feels like a cold between us.
It’s not a hostile one, more like a draft. The unmistakable sign that two people, although well intentioned, have hid a brick wall mostly within themselves.
Something they cannot express, but they both know the evening will not recover from this. It’s over.

With an Aries man neither one will get what they want, it will always fall short. Either on the date itself, or in the months after.
And always for the exact same reasons:
Because one of you or (more likely) both, are bringing expectations or hopes that you fail to verbalize. Not even after they were not magically picked up and met.

Aries men and me took action moving the connection forward, yes.
The encounters carried an element of bravery in them, that is usually absent from the dating game.

But our action-taking nor our bravery were rewarded by a happily ever after, but with an experience that would force us to look at our inner-world. To face the very thing we didn’t want to face, and had secretly hoped the other would magically fix for us.

Dating an Aries man is not flawless, nor spectacular, nor everything you dreamed of. But because he faces the pushback head on, and carries that pain of whatever it was the two of you bumped into, he still sets an inspiring example.

You will come out having learned extremely important lessons.
Which, I assume, really could not have been learned any other way.
Where your blind spots are and to take responsibility for what you want.
Because he sure as hell isn’t going to.

The series’ intro explains;
“She was Xena, a mighty princess, forged in the heat of battle.”

An Aries Man is the one who will turn every princess, ultimately and inevitably;
Into a warrior.

~Lauren
An unexamined life is not worth living

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Two Ryans and one Tyler | In the Stars (where I talk about men)

This year, I had my first online astrology reading.
This new series “In the Stars” (where I talk about men) will be written based on the notes I took, and the memories that rose to the surface.

 

Episode 3
Two Ryans and one Tyler

Topic: Scorpio Men 

Management summary: 
There isn’t a profile of them that doesn’t contain the word Intense.

Scorpio, is the most intense sign;
Scorpio Sun sign;
Scorpio Rising, also called “ascendent”;

And Scorpio Moon.
All of these are what I would consider to be Scorpio men, and you can also have other planets in the sign of Scorpio + any planets in your 8th house also amp up your Scorpionic qualities.

This means that I think that assuming the planets are divided equally over the signs, I still think there are more Scorpio men than other signs, and you know why?
Because it is said the creature is so strong that if you have one of these three astrological placements (Sun, ascendent, Moon)
Scorpio will take over your whole chart.

So imagine you’ve spent your whole life thinking you’re one of the happy (Sun) signs. (And trust me, compared to Scorpio? They’re ALL happy signs.)
Only to have your natal chart drawn up (you’ll need your birthtime + location for this), and suddenly discover Scorpio lurking on the Eastern horizon (Scorpio ascendent) or that your Moon is in Scorpio.

Initially I didn’t recognize its significance, I admit.
And neither did the astrologers who helped me in the past, or at least not to the extend of sitting me down, looking me in the eye, and to slowly articulate as they told me:
“Do you understand, my child, that this Scorpio will rule your life?”
There wasn’t any of that.

I excavated Scorpio myself, from under the astrological rock of my natal chart.
But holy fuck, it explained e.vry.thing.

First off because I definitely have one of them happy signs, and some backup planets in the same house and same sign, just for good measure.
I’ve had charts drawn up with a literal “100%” number in it, indicating that sign, that planet and that house, were all I had to use to navigate my chart.
Because it was 100% dominant.

And yet! I found myself utterly UNMOVED by the things that were supposed to make me (my “100%” sun sign) happy. In fact I was unmoved by the entire concept of happiness itself.
To me, happiness as in positivity, a sense of wonder and curiosity?
It was a mask for the outside world.  Like a romcom or a comedy movie: It was fun, but it didn’t contain substance.
My Sun sign is an effective mask, excellent coping, and it will get you places.
Just not places I cared for.

The happiness of my sun sign seemed to come “100%” natural to me, and sure, I certainly noticed when it was no longer there when I entered my personal dark ages, but that’s a story for another day.
But even in the depth of my despair, it wasn’t happiness that I missed.
It wasn’t the lack of happiness that caused the despair.
It was something deeper. Something…. ancient.

Having Scorpio placements in your natal chart can be described as your default emotional state being one of dark murky waters where creatures live that have no name.
It’s intense.
A word that can probably be found in every YouTube video about Scorpios.

So when I ultimately noticed this Ancient One in my chart, and finally with full understanding of what I was looking at, my life and the treacherous pits I had been navigating made sense.
I started looking for other Scorpios.

By now I am aware of them and I know who the Scorpios in my life are.
And I can really meet them in my Scorpionic form, stinger and all.

However, in my love life it seems to be quite meager…
Definitely too few to profile on, but I can attest
one Scorpio had indeed been able to hold some pretty dark and intense shit for me. And I’m making a mental note now that this needs to be a non-negotiable. Emotional depth (secrets, kinks, and the odd existential crisis) need to be the bread and butter of a new affair.
A lover needs to welcome my darkness, as if it is my biggest gift.
(because it is)

Yet with Scorpio men currently absent from my personal life, I turned to celebrities to mirror my inner Scorpio. And I found two, possibly three.

First, the two Ryans, both Canadian actors;
-Ryan Reynolds
writer and actor from the iconic and very Scorpionic movie franchise “Deadpool”
-Ryan Gosling
Ken in the movie Barbie, but Scorpions will know him better from Drive and Bladerunner 2049. I also loved him in The Fall Guy and look forward to seeing him Project Hail Mary (currently in theatres).
I managed to miss Ryan Gosling in the turn of the century movie The Notebook probably because it was not Scorpionic. But by now he is definitely making the whole world thirsty for Scorpios.

Both actors have their Sun in Scorpio.
So apparently, regularly being pulled into the depths of your own emotions and other Scorpionic burdens, is not a social death verdict but can be weaponized into being the most charming guy in the room.
Or at least lethally attractive to other female Scorpios.

And the other Scorpio I found is not an actor but a character who carries its traits: Tyler Durden from the movie Fight Club, played by Brad Pitt.
The enigmatic rebel leader who liberates you by stripping away your possessions, looks, and sense of self.
He is your man if you’re looking for an ego death, or even if you’re not looking at all, but he thinks you need one anyway.

You have to realize that one day you will die.
Until you know that, you are useless.

I typed that without looking up the lyrics. It’s all right here, in my head, Tyler’s speech with the pulsating music from the Dust Brothers.

You have to give up.

With Scorpio men, I don’t just give up.
I give in.

~Lauren
An unexamined life is not worth living

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Who’s (not) afraid of Leos? | In the Stars (where I talk about men)

This year, I had my first online astrology reading.
This new series “In the Stars” (where I talk about men) will be written based on the notes I took, and the memories that rose to the surface.

 

Episode 2
Who’s (not) afraid of Leos?

Topic: Leo Men and Aquarius (The Waterbearer)

Management summary: 
Leos are harmless, but there’s only one entirely unbothered by them.

At least 4 out of 5 of us, were Leo.
Probably even all 5 team members, I can’t remember.
But I do remember the fifth member of our team being totally unbothered by our discovery that we were with so many Leos.

So either he was one of us, or he had that sign that did not bother himself with astrology, nor with the astrological profile of our team. To him the outcome of our impromptu profiling session was irrelevant.
We, were irrelevant.

However, this did not lower our happy vibes about this amazing discovery.
Here we were, after weeks of having had a tremendously good time working together, and now we discovered that four of us had signs that were known for being Large!
This was Main character energy, times four, and yet we were not competitive in any way.

We had already instinctively been behaving like a pack of lions, without knowing each other’s signs.
And now that we knew them it only attributed to the fun.
Jokingly making scratch gestures to one another, accompanied with a growl, became pretty much a standard.
Our big feline egos were seamlessly fitting together in the office space.

After this experience I have always known that between me (a Leo Sun) and Leo men, things would just flow naturally.
And they always did.

There is a natural affinity underpinning our bond. A realization that we belong to the same species, and that there is a respect within the connection that does not have to be bargained for, and it doesn’t even have to be named.
It just is.

Having said that, there is also something that is not there, in this majestic bond, and that is an immediate reason to hang out.
Just like lions who sleep most of the day, chilling together on the Serengeti not doing much of anything, my apex predator bond with other Leos is marked by a sense of:
“Okay, now what?”
Whether they were friendships, or whether they were with men or with women; More often than not, it just withered away.
Without any friction, without any fights or misunderstanding.
There simply isn’t any urgency surrounding our connection, which comes with the consequence that ultimately there was too little growth.

And even when I did push for this growth, because I believed our relationship would have so much potential if we brought out our deeper layers;
They always refused.
By staying away after intense dates or creating more distance, as if they kept one paw in just in case I was changing my mind about the depth-thing.

What has made me weary of Leo men, is that I feel they don’t welcome my depth, and also (and even more frustrating to me) that they keep me out when they get knocked around by life and I am no longer welcome.
Just when there’s the opportunity to join forces, come up with a battleplan, and  ride out together to win this, they snatch the friendship out of my claws.

They don’t trust me with their dark stuff which basically means they just don’t trust me.
Which is cool, but I did lower my expectations.

Meanwhile on the other side of the zodiac we find a sign who also does not share any of their emotions, but here I always feel it’s because they have all that handled.
The intellectual Aquarius, the waterbearer.
My knowledge about Aquarius Men stems mostly from both Axl Rose from Guns N Roses as well as the actor Rutger Hauer, having been my idols for long periods on end, reading all their interviews at the time.
And they’re both Aquarius.

And I’m also “in contact with” an Aquarius man, and have been for 10, 15 years, who is probably even more difficult to stay in touch with than Axl Rose would be.
Entirely elusive. 

I’ve always had an interest in him, and after he shared more about himself on one occasion I was immediately hooked.
They say heroine is addictive right from the first shot;
This man had me hooked from just the idea of his needle.

This only Aquarius I was ever close enough with to have something that could count as the beginnings of a bond, was genuinely intoxicating.

And knowing I will dramatically fail at estimating where the magic was, I’m gonna try anyway. Because this may have been it for me and Aquarius.
I don’t hold a lot of hope there is more in the stars for me.

What I got so far, based on these two idols as well as this not-so-close encounter with the Aquarius man, is that an Aquarius is cool and distant.
But his sharp intellect, broadmindedness and a calm trust in his own capabilities, make you want to know him. And be with him.
You want to be the rare unicorn who is allowed into his bed as well as in on his master plan for a better world.

But perhaps because he is so altruistic at heart, there are no clear signs of longing or desire for you or for anyone else for that matter. He is perfectly comfortable in the camper he built himself, he does not need any luxury.
Acclaim or praise slides off him, just like criticism.
His mental space is reserved for the big picture things only, and he is entirely unbothered by normal everyday events. 

Even if that’s sharing your officespace with four lions.

~Lauren
An unexamined life is not worth living

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Not enough water | In the Stars (where I talk about men)

This year, I had my first online astrology reading.
This new series “In the Stars” (where I talk about men) will be written based on the notes I took.

 

Episode 1
Not enough water

Topic: Men with water signs (Cancer, Scorpio, Pisces)

Management summary: 
Do not enter the water without a life vest and bring extra oxygen 

The 12 signs of the Zodiac are divided into four elements:
Earth and water.
Fire and air.
And in those two combinations.
The signs match well with other signs under the same element;
As well as with their counterpart.

Earth signs match with water signs.
Fire signs match with air signs.

Modern astrology uses your rising sign as the most important one (for which you need your time of birth), then your moon sign, and only third the sun sign.
But I’ve lived my life without knowing that, and taking everything flat out as Sun signs, the compatibility of signs this way still played out.

So even if you don’t know any rising- or moon signs, and go with your 20th century version of astrology, like I did, the rule of thumb that air goes well with fire and water goes well with earth, can still be useful.

However, if you do know your own birth chart, you can unearth new dimensions, or blindspots or black holes even, if you find one element is entirely missing from where the planets are.
There are also “points in the sky”, for example your Rising Sign, but they are harder to work with, and will not be felt with such tangible urgency.
So not counting rising sign and other points in the sky this is whether or not the 10 planets cover those four different elements, or if one or more elements are missing.

If you have your time of birth, your natal chart can be drawn, giving you the sign of each planet.
And therefor which elements you have in your chart.

If one element is entirely missing, this can form an incredible pull and visceral desire to get to know the people who do have that element in their chart.
Or they’re so foreign you have no idea where to start, but either way the dynamic will be very interesting.
And in my opinion, may be far more interesting to explore than matching up with the signs in the element that complement your sun sign.

My planets do not have any water. Neither one is in Cancer, Scorpio or Pisces. I would not recognize water if it hit me in the head, and if it did hit I would not know what to do with it… 

It’s kind of the opposite to those memes where the fish are asked about the water and they don’t know what water is (because they’re in it).
Because in my case, it’s like asking a rattlesnake in the Mojave desert about its experience with water;
It has no idea what you’re talking about. 
And also makes a horrible meme.

But what if suddenly, in the middle of the desert an oasis arises and suddenly the snake finds itself in the clear cool waters of a beautiful lagoon?
Oh my God, that snake is never going to want to go back!!

And slowly but steadily, my memories of a Cancer and a Pisces lover resurfaced. 
And the dams broke open….
These had been the men who had given me the lagoon, and really quick and in a generous way. They provided what no girl will ever ask, because we all know how rare this is.
A whole lagoon, where lagoon stands for an emotional safe space where you float in perfect sexual harmony with your mermaid man lover.

At least until the moment he suddenly leaves, taking his mobile oasis with them and leaving you, just happily settled in after a lifetime in the merciless desert, out to die.

They were horrible, and they were incredible.
They were sensitive, until they were impossible.
They were cruel in the most elusive way, yet to this day I would not know what it was that made them more dangerous than a navy seal.

“They can drown you,” the astrologer said.

I type this and realize there was yet another… Another water sign.
Yet he did not fit the profile of the other two men at all.
He was protective. He was clear. He did not shower me with compliments nor with his emotions, and he knew how to deal with my deepest fears in an incredible respectful way.

He was a Scorpio.

Considering my options, this is definitely something to remember and take note off for me.
Yes, I will welcome a lover with a bit of water in his chart, but will definitely stay away from large bodies of water!

But a Scorpio-male with “Rattlesnake”-me?
That would make a great pair.

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~Lauren
An unexamined life is not worth living

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