Over the last month I’ve done so many readings in my space that the energy has gotten shall-we-say kerfuffly. (Yes, I made up that word; it’s absolutely necessary.) So after finishing this weekend’s readings I got the hell out of dodge. I fetched my groceries, worked out for the first time in a dog’s age, and took advantage of the pretty sunshine by visiting with various friends in neighborhoods all over the city. Basically I did the grown-up lady version of standing outside pals’ houses and screaming, “CAN ANGIE COME OUT AND PLAY, MRS. ANTONELLIS?” which is how we Boston kids used to arrange play dates back in the un-helicoptered 1970s. Continue Reading →
I often write here about the astrologer Virginia Bell. In addition to being a terrific translator of the heavens, she’s a trusted mentor and a lovely friend–the kind of person I aspire to be. To celebrate International Women’s Day last week, we sat in front of a voice recorder and a heaving board of snacks and discussed Venus Retrograde, the divine feminine, this spring’s forecast, how astrology is affecting the Trump coup, and her new book, Midlife Is Not a Crisis: Using Astrology to Thrive in the Second Half of Life. What follows is our unabridged conversation. I’d pare it down except Virginia’s words–articulate, generous, and peppered with her own wisdom as well as the wisdom of others–are too precious to cut. Consider this a primer in how to make astrology and aging work for you rather than against you.
Lisa Rosman (doing an unfortunate Julie Andrews impression): Let’s start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. How did you get into astrology?
Virginia Bell (politely ignoring unfortunate impression): I’ve been practicing since the 1990s but my interest began when I was 14. I asked my priest what he thought about astrology and he didn’t miss a beat. He said, “It’s the devil’s work. (Laughter). Right then and there, I decided, “I’m an atheist and I’m interested in astrology.” Of course, I came back to the church in the sense that I love all the saints. Continue Reading →
This is Virginia Bell. She is not only a gifted astrologer but a lovely friend and mentor whom I trust implicitly. Once a year, I consult her professionally and, with big-picture perspective and kind wisdom, she helps chart a path that aligns me with my calling and the lessons I must court given the astrological aspects coming into the play. She cites such wide-ranging sages as Jane Austen, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr, Marianne Williamson, Rumi, and Jung, and connects my chart to those of our country and world, which I love since I ardently believe no human trajectory exists in a vacuum. Every visit she offers me a guiding catchphrase and question to consider. This year’s catchphrase: “Creative chaos.” The question: “Where am I thinking too small?” Gosh, I just love her.
Over the last month I’ve done so many readings in my space that the energy has gotten shall-we-say kerfuffly. (Yes, I made up that word; it’s absolutely necessary.) So after finishing this weekend’s readings I got the hell out of dodge. I fetched my groceries, worked out for the first time in a dog’s age, and took advantage of the pretty sunshine by visiting with various friends in neighborhoods all over the city. Basically I did the grown-up lady version of standing outside pals’ houses and screaming, “CAN ANGIE COME OUT AND PLAY, MRS. ANTONELLIS?” which is how we Boston kids used to arrange play dates back in the un-helicoptered 1970s. Continue Reading →
I often write here about the astrologer Virginia Bell. In addition to being a terrific translator of the heavens, she’s a trusted mentor and a lovely friend–the kind of person I aspire to be. To celebrate International Women’s Day last week, we sat in front of a voice recorder and a heaving board of snacks and discussed Venus Retrograde, the divine feminine, this spring’s forecast, how astrology is affecting the Trump coup, and her new book, Midlife Is Not a Crisis: Using Astrology to Thrive in the Second Half of Life. What follows is our unabridged conversation. I’d pare it down except Virginia’s words–articulate, generous, and peppered with her own wisdom as well as the wisdom of others–are too precious to cut. Consider this a primer in how to make astrology and aging work for you rather than against you.
This is Virginia Bell. She is not only a gifted astrologer but a lovely friend and mentor whom I trust implicitly. Once a year, I consult her professionally and, with big-picture perspective and kind wisdom, she helps chart a path that aligns me with my calling and the lessons I must court given the astrological aspects coming into the play. She cites such wide-ranging sages as Jane Austen, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr, Marianne Williamson, Rumi, and Jung, and connects my chart to those of our country and world, which I love since I ardently believe no human trajectory exists in a vacuum. Every visit she offers me a guiding catchphrase and question to consider. This year’s catchphrase: “Creative chaos.” The question: “Where am I thinking too small?” Gosh, I just love her.