A sensitive nature.     10 views

‘A SENSITIVE NATURE.’

It’s the case that when I come across a conjunction of two or more planets in a House, I tend to disassociate them, taking each and explaining their nature then folding them into one envelope. And so it was when I came across this Birth Chart of one Dora Higgings, who had her Moon, Neptune and Jupiter all seated in close contact in the Sixth House of Virgo.

The nature of Virgo, as we all know is to be overly concerned with the smaller things in life, the finer details. And when the Moon is situated in Virgo, then one is very much at ‘Home’ when dealing with those things which need a consideration of care and sensitivity. Although, with Moon placed in this condition, there is a tendency to over-ride feelings so that the ‘Routine’ of work can be carried out.

With Jupiter resident in Virgo there is a tendency to expand concern so that one might over-worry, to be concerned about getting things perfect, so that one might spend a considerable amount of time going over and over the details till the floor is awash with pieces of scribbled note-paper.
And when the planet Neptune joins the fray then one is liable to worry forever about the outcome of the smallest thing, generally magnifying the imagination so that the smallest spot becomes an outsize ‘Zit’ which covers the whole face.
Neptune provokes worries over health problems when in Virgo, this being the joyful tenancy of the ‘Hypochondriac’.
When you put all these planets in Virgo in the Sixth together, you end up with Dora Higgings!

When she knocked on my front door for her allotted time, I fully expected her to be carted in on a stretcher, by six burly ambulance-men, her whole outlook disfigured by some imagined outbreak of the ‘Bubonic Plague’!
But no! Dora Higgings stood on my doorstep, huffing and puffing under the weight of a huge laundry basket which had a wicker top clamped to cover the laundry.
Taking the basket from her in a gentlemanly way, I led her into my front room and sitting the basket on the floor beside her chair I seated her and sat across from her.
Thus began my time with Dora Higgings.

“Would you like to see my babies?” she asked, her voice moderated with care.
Ah! If I am right the basket will contain her ‘’, a litter of small, helpless, animals which had appealed to her sensitive Virgo Moon.
“I saved them from those cruel people who catch them and put pins in them. I can’t stand cruelty! So I spend all my time saving them from suffering.” she continued, her face betraying the twin concept of Jupiter and Neptune in Virgo, to seek a ‘Higher’ spiritual cause, taking care of those smaller details which a ‘Creative God’ has left for we ‘Earth-Beings’ to do.
“May I open the cover to show you?” asked Dora Higgings, lifting the basket onto the table and, encouraged by my imitated empathy, she proceeded to lift the lid from the basket.
And I jumped back as a swarm of animated insects blossomed out from the ‘Cornucopia’ in a never-ending stream of busy, buzzing noise.
“These are my babies!” exclaimed Dora Higgings, her arms raised, as if she had miraculously opened up the heavens.
And here I was, invaded by a clouding zoom of pest-like insects, butterflies, moths, bees, wasps and some unrecognisable pellets which attacked my person with the detailed precision of a ‘Virgo Machine-Gun’!
“Aren’t they beautiful!” cried Dora Higgings, now standing and seemingly unmoved by the insects which harried her nature.
There was that Jupiter and Neptune again!
It was in Dora Higgings to feel pity and sympathy for these small and helpless creatures, to rescue and lead them into the land of Canaan, as Moses lead the Israelites to a ‘Promised Land’.
Except the ‘Promised Land’ was my house!
“Put the light on!” screamed Dora Higgings in a shrill voice. “You can watch them make pretty patterns round the light bulb!”
I saw enough of them now, without the highlight of a more detailed display.
“Stay! Please stay. Come back and watch my babies enjoying their freedom.” cried Dora Higgings, seeing my ducking, diving and weaving figure making its way out of the room.
“I’m coming back!” I shouted from the kitchen, where I snatched up the can of insect repellent, which proved the case, that I lacked the sensitivity of a Virgo nature!

Now do you see what I mean? It’s often the case that a sensitive nature can lead one astray, giving them the belief that they are doing good when, in fact, their ‘Spiritual’ excitement takes them well off the beaten track. It’s often a case that such a nature can ‘Kill with Kindness’! However, it took some time before the house was rid of those flying ‘Darts’ and I was able to settle down.

What a pickle!!! He cannot possibly spray her 'babies' while she's there!

Is Miss Dora able to tempt the insects back into her basket? ...I doubt it, so she will graciously leave them in your care.

At least this passion has kept her from being a hypochondriac!

Once she's left, it will be...Spray baby spray!!!