How do astrological predictions effect us? Do we believe in them and use them to make better decisions--or do they simply unnerve and scare us? This blog is a book in progress--a story about the unfolding nature of love as well as the story of a professional, but reluctant, astrologer, as she ponders how fate, destiny and free will have played out in her life. "The final mystery is oneself" said Oscar Wilde. But can one know more?
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Jung's house...setting for a scene in book: Private Papers of a Reluctant Astrologer
1 comment:
Adria
said...
For me, something touching about seeing J's house, the towers, on the river, the carved stones, and then him working and smoking: giving videoed form to a place I'd only seen in photos. And too, watching this video on your site, which means the screen is next to the old timey wall phone in the background. Suspended me in a different dimension. Thanks, Adria.
1 comment:
For me, something touching about seeing J's house, the towers, on the river, the carved stones, and then him working and smoking: giving videoed form to a place I'd only seen in photos. And too, watching this video on your site, which means the screen is next to the old timey wall phone in the background. Suspended me in a different dimension. Thanks, Adria.
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