How Astrology Saved My Life
How Astrology Saved My Life No really, it did. There was a time when my life felt like a series of inexplicable blows. Loss stacked on loss. Love followed by rupture and betrayal. Seasons where it seemed like just as I found my footing, the ground gave way again. I carried a quiet, gnawing question everywhere: Why does this keep happening to me? Not in a dramatic way - more like a low grade ache beneath everything. A sense that I was built for intensity without a manual on how to survive it. I didn’t go looking for answers because I wanted something mystical to cling to. I was already cracked open by grief, by betrayal, by experiences that rewired me whether I consented or not. I went looking because I needed context. I needed to know if my life was random, or if there was some deeper intelligence moving beneath it all. I was beginning to wonder the point of life at all. I wanted to give up and just surrender. Learning my birth chart was the first time my life made sense ...
