It was just another Tuesday night; a night perfectly suited to be labeled a Tuesday. I was up much later than I should have been, clumsily strumming my guitar and trying to sort out the headaches on paper disguised as guitar tabs. A dear friend of mine was keeping me company, and we were merrily chit-chatting away about anything and everything. If someone decided to listen to us from outside the door, I’m sure they would have assumed there were five people in the room and not just simply two. While in the middle of describing to my friend all about my latest potential love interest, I thought out loud to myself, “I haven’t asked him what his sign is yet…”
It was an innocent and natural thought to think, right? It was, until about a split second after the words left my mouth, I remembered exactly which friend I was saying this to.
The room went dead silent. I looked up at my friend to find him frozen-faced, bewildered, and with eyes so wide they could have been screaming, “What did you just say?”
I sighed the King of Sighs and took a gulp, preparing myself for what was about to come. The bomb was about to explode.
“WHAT did you just say?!,” my friend roared.
“Nothing, err. I was just wondering what his sign might be, that’s all.”
“Astrology is nonsense. I don’t waste my time believing in it, and neither should you. It’s all fake and doesn’t help you see anything about yourself or the world around you. Unless you can present me with scientific evidence right now that astrology is somewhat true, then it isn’t true. Don’t even dream of telling me that horoscopes are accurate – a vague random one-liner that’s supposed to sum up my day and turns out being fairly accurate doesn’t cut it as evidence.”
Here I was, a firm believer in astrology for what has been years, being asked to prove to a skeptic within one conversation that astrology is not fake. The truth is, I didn’t have any scientific evidence. I didn’t have textbooks, quotes made by any scientists or philosophers, or theories. I wasn’t prepared, and I wasn’t prepared because of one simple reason. It never once crossed my mind that people get angry over subjects as harmless as astrology. It’s just astrology, I thought.
It isn’t like we base elections over it or diagnose diseases based upon it. It isn’t a religion. It doesn’t impact our lives as heavily as topics like healthcare reform or racism. I had always assumed astrology sparked curiosity in some people and others just simply didn’t care. That’s how I choose to go about it, anyway. If I meet someone who enjoys discussing astrology, cool. If I meet someone who doesn’t, cool. But for astrology to cause anger? I felt my friend was wasting his energy, but I was still sitting there at a loss for words and he was still standing there fuming. I had never thought about how I would explain my love for astrology without scientific proof, but that certain conversation with my friend caused me to put this into words.
I personally have no doubt that astrology is real. Over the years, astrology has proven itself to me. Believe it or not, I started out as a skeptic myself. My interest in the subject started when I happened to come across an astrology book at a friend’s house. (Oh, the irony.) Since then, I have studied and read tons of material on the subject. Astrology to me isn’t about horoscopes and doesn’t involve predicting the future whatsoever. I don’t use it to predict anything, actually. Your sign is simply your aura; a part of who you are. I have become an expert at guessing people’s signs merely because I can feel what it is.
No, I’m not psychic. After a while of asking people what their signs are when meeting them, you start to recognize how it feels to be around certain signs. For example, if I feel particularly bothered around a female for no reason, it is a big chance she is an Aquarius. Most of the time, I find out that she is one. I feel at home with Pisces folk, as if we had known each other forever. Sometimes, I’ll be able to figure out a person’s sign simply based upon a physical trait. After studying astrological physical traits for a while and comparing them to people I know, I’ve ruled out which ones are spot on and which ones are worth forgetting about. Scorpio men have a very distinct laughter that gives them away.
Of course, I’m not saying every Scorpio man on earth laughs this way, but when I do hear that laugh, it comes from a Scorpio. (It isn’t an evil laugh, if that’s what you were thinking!) There are more Gemini celebrities than any other sign, and more Scorpios choose to become doctors and medical professionals than any other sign. There are endless examples like this and I don’t think they are at all coincidental. After studying the general traits and strengths of the 12 signs, these things make sense. Of course, I would never judge anyone based on their sign, but this knowledge of astrology has become a part of me. When my sister comes home from school ranting, “Ahh, my new lab partner is such a LEO!”, I nod my head because I know exactly what she is talking about. It is things like this that do it for me.
Yes, that is my glorious proof. That is all I have to say on the matter. Have I sparked your interest in Astrology? That’s lovely, come over for tea and cake tomorrow and we’ll talk more about it. Perhaps we could go to this new restaurant in town that just opened; I’ve been badly wanting to try it. Or we could go to the restaurant first, then have tea. Oh, you haven’t changed your mind about Astrology?
Come over anyway.