“All the good men are gone. All the good women are trapped.”
This was a comment made by a beautiful gentleman I had the pleasure of spending a few hours with the other day.
Of course it made me think.
And it made me wonder. If all the good men are gone, and all the good women are trapped, doesn’t that mean that all the good men have trapped the good women? I don’t know…
Mind you, Robbie Williams sang words to a similar effect.
“All the best women are married, all the handsome men are gay…”
Same same really.
So this lovely mans name is Jean-Claude. He’s a 60-something year old French Astrologer.
I met him on my recent trip to Byron Bay. He’s a friend of my Aunties.
On the last day I was in Byron, a group of us went out to lunch.
Now I am very taken by chivalry. And nobody does chivalry better than European men.
When we arrived at the restaurant, the two gentleman that were dining with us would not sit down until we did. Would not order until we did. Would not take a sip of their wine until we did.
When I met with Jean-Claude last week, he greeted me warmly and affectionately with a kiss on each cheek. He held the elevator door open for me, and allowed me to walk in first. He paid for my coffee, and told me to go and sit whilst he ordered for the both of us.
Simple gestures that had me so enamoured.
I’ve never hidden the fact that I am old fashioned.
I love to be treated like a woman. And most women do.
Throughout my travels over the years, I have always loved it when I’ve been helped by the opposite sex. It makes me feel like the feminine woman I am.
In New York City I had a random gentleman carry my luggage for me in the subway. On my recent trip to Thailand we had some young guys help us with our luggage onto a ferry. Men surrendering their seat for me on public transport in the US. Holding doors open for me. Allowing you to walk in front of them with an “after you”.
I think it’s nice when men assume the role of men. When they are kind and helpful and gentlemanly.
My father, who is a perfect gentleman, was discussing this with me the other day.
He said he’s often met with strange looks if he does try to be chivalrous and hold doors open and the like for women.
He says that he’s made to feel as though he’s done something wrong. And it makes him not want to do it as often.
So to the women out there that are giving these funny looks? You’re ruining it for the rest of us. Just say thank you! Sometimes people are just genuinely being polite. And it’s nice to be nice.
Anyway, back to the astrologer.
So I met with Jean-Claude for a reading. Having to give him my date, and time of birth, he uses this special method to work out your natal chart.
I am a Gemini. The whimsical free-spirit. The free thinker. Charming. Highly communicative. Quick-witted. Forever young.
With Sagittarius rising. The world traveller. The conversationalist. The philosopher.
And my moon is in Cancer. Making me intuitive, and deeply emotional.
Explains a lot I guess.
I was born with Saturn at a hard angle to some planet whose name escapes me. Which means that until my 30’s, relationships are going to be difficult.
I have travel in my charts, but not in the generic “Club Med” way.
I am deeply moved by the arts.
I am spiritual, and inquisitive. Easily distracted, and tend towards a religion of solitude at times.
I am light-hearted, but run very deep.
I get hurt easily, and go into my shell.
And then came some words of warning.
“You need to be careful. You are pure of heart, and you are beautiful. You have a light about you, and what do you think that light does? It draws everything to you. Do not be disillusioned with what comes to you. You are easily deceived because you trust easily. And you are easily influenced.”
I do at times feel as though my radar is broken when it comes to certain people. And I’m aware of it. Which is why I let very few people get close to me, and have a very small group of trusted friends that I count on one hand.
I am highly intuitive, yet because I like to see the good in people, I think that I sometimes become blindsided by the illusion.
Or maybe, it all comes down to that whole mirror theory.
That how we see others is a reflection of ourselves. And we trust people to be careful with our hearts. When the only one who needs to be careful with our hearts is us.
I obviously have a very open mind about most things in life, so it was fascinating for me to get a reading on the position of all of the planets at my time of birth. I think we all have a sense of curiosity about what the stars have in store for us.
Because isn’t that what all of us are waiting for? For the stars to align? That “perfect” moment?
But what if there is no magical aligning of the stars? No “perfect” moment?
Or what if, like Paulo Coelho’s famous book “The Alchemist”, it all comes down to that famous quote?
“It is written.”
And what does that mean anyway?
Well, it all comes down to destiny doesn’t it. And that if it’s meant to happen, it will happen.
So perhaps it is all written in the stars after all.
When we do make things happen, is it just that we are so in tune with ourselves that we are intuitively picking up on the path that we are meant to go down regardless?
I honestly have no idea.
Either way, nothing should stop you from living your life, and pursuing your dreams.
Because after all, like that other famous quote from The Alchemist, when you want something, all of the universe conspires to make it happen. So decide what you want – and do everything you can to make it happen.
Things always have a way of working out how they should.