Is it over yet ?

[hippiechick]

Does anyone else seem to have a particular month, or time of year that gives them grief - an almost predictable span in which anything and everything that can go wrong, does?

As I look back, September has always, always been miserable for me. :shrug:
And this one, monumentally so. Job, relationships, money, mental health, and yesterday for no apparent reason, my car just quit running! (It's only 5 years old!)

Is it because I'm 'starting a new astrological year' and things are all aflutter? (I'm a mid-August Leo) or am I just seeing a pattern where there is none? Any insights?


Argh. Every year the end of August fills me with dread because I know September's coming. I'd love to be able to hide until the month is over, but the crappy luck seems to find me, no matter what. :(

[Cleita]

1. The Christmas season for me since my husband died

on December 22. It's not only a bummer for me but for the family as well. We just don't do festive anymore.

[Pathwalker]

3. I've had several family members die at Christmas,

and my husband's father died on Christmas morning, plowing his neighbor's driveway. Every year we debate whether to or how much we should celebrate the season.

My personal hell month is January - opposite my Cancer sun. Every year, from age five. I hate January!

[Dora]

2. Midsummer until autumn.

I don't know why, but each midsummer I hit a patch of depression (or clarity, perhaps...) that lingers until the heat breaks and the sun starts wandering southward again.

[Flying Dream Blues]

4. July and August since my son died...

His birthday was in July and then 2 weeks later was the day he died. It seems like it's mid-September before I'm really back up and going again (not literally, just emotionally). Then I do ok until the holidays...I do ok till they're over and then I hit a slump for a month or so. It does get easier somewhat each year.

[emcguffie]

6. I can't imagine.

I'm at work, have to go now. So I'm literally leaving right now.

But if it isn't too rude, may I ask, how, why, when?

I have a friend who recently retired whose son died kind of suddenly, within one year it was, of leukemia. The same thing happens to her every year. He was an adult when he died.

I suppose you could be she.

[Flying Dream Blues]

11. Hi emcguffie..it was 3 years ago

and he was away at college...he was living in a great old victorian house near campus with some friends over the summer since the dorms weren't open. The house caught fire in the middle of the night (firemen said wiring in the attic) and burned hot and fast. Of the 5 kids in the house, he's the only one who didn't make it out. The others made it out just barely, and don't remember how they woke up, except the one who woke up when a hot ember landed on her. The front porch fell on two of them as they got out the front door, and one boy jumped from the second story and broke his leg. They tried to yell for my son, but my feeling is he was already gone. He was 19, funny, smart and a real old soul, and we were great friends. He's around me all the time, and it does get easier. If I knew how, I'd post his picture sometime.

I never would have thought myself to be the type to write all this personal stuff, but I find that it helps to just tell it. That gets easier, too! So thanks for asking, and you aren't rude at all.
:hi: :hug:

[peacebuzzard]

double post....ooops.

[Flying Dream Blues]

16. Peacebuzzard, I almost hate to post this for fear it

may sound contrived. First of all, I'm so sorry you lost your dear mom. I know it must have been awful to get that terrible call. I'm so glad to know you feel her around you, too. :hug:

What you said about the phone call is almost exactly what happened with me. He called me on his cell phone on his way back to school and we chatted for 15-20 min, then his cell cut out. I was busy ironing to pack for a trip away for the weekend, and waited a bit, and he didn't ring back either. I had the distinct thought, "What if that's the last time you ever talk to him?" And I didn't want to validate that thought in any way, so I decided not to call him back. The truth is, I'd been having terrible premonitions and one very distinct dream of his death. I kept thinking that I needed to ignore it so it wouldn't be true. He died early the next morning, and so I got that awful call around 7 am. I have a phone phobia to this day! ]It sounds so similar to what happened with you that I just had to tell you.

I figure it gave him the opportunity to call his sister, which he did. They had a really great conversation that she really treasures.

Thank you for sharing your story, PeaceBuzzard. Peace and love to you.

:hug: :hi:

[peacebuzzard]

14. I am so terribly sorry for the sad tragic loss

he must be with you always, by the description you gave.

My mom died at a young age, and I still feel her every day. This was 25 years ago that she died suddenly of a stroke while at work.

What was so odd, was my last conversation by phone with her (she lived in a foreign country) was disconnected. I opted not to call her back, since we were just chit chatting like we always did. That week I had visions of horrible scenes involving her. I was mad at myself for having those visions, and I just tried to forget them and not think about it. That week, I received the most horrible phone call in my life from my father that told me of her passing. It hurt me so much, because I felt like all of the above was a premonition, and I did nothing about it.

Don't know why I am posting this in response to your son's passing, but maybe because of the deep connection I had with mom, and I know she is still with me. So, I certainly know how you feel your son is with you.

I have not shared this story with anyone for a very, very long time.

:hug:

[onecent]

22. Bless You Lookinglass. My thoughts and prayers are with you. n/t

[Flying Dream Blues]

25. Thanks, onecent. Good thoughts and wishes for you, too. nt

[emcguffie]

27. oh, my god, I can't even read your whole post.

And to think I asked you.

And look at that little yellow happy face!

I cannot begin to imagine the pain you have lived with. I'm so sorry. But I don't feel sorry for you, I admire you for your incredible strength and brilliance and inspiration and generosity and unbelievable spirit.

Thank you.

[Coyote_Bandit]

5. Ummmm

My two grandmothers each died on the 4th day of December exactly ten years apart. One grandfather died on the 4th day of April. The other grandfather died on the 3rd - just a two hours shy of the 4th day of February (all died on the 4th if you use GMT). There is a longstanding joke in the family about sick folks surviving the 4th day of the month.

I've had some other dreadful things happen on or very near the 4th day of the month. Car wrecks - as in more than one over the years. Lay off. Even birthdays of people who are or have been very close to me - including a former significant other (read that jerk) and a family member with whom I have had longstanding conflict.

As far as I am concerned, the 4th is a miserable day.

[Flying Dream Blues]

12. Wow, CB, I can see why. I hope some good things happen

on the 4th and break the curse or spell or whatever it is! It would be hard to be anxious every time the 4th rolls around.

[Coyote_Bandit]

13. Thanks for the well wishes

I was just thinking that it was so much easier to just find a single day per month dreadful - as opposed to a whole entire month - or to have SAD and fight depression through the season.

[Matariki]

7. What planets do you have in Virgo?

my guess is some planet is debilitated or badly aspected and when the transiting sun hits it each year it gets activated. Or if there are no planets, the sun might be triggering an opposition or square.

If you figure out what planet it is, you can apply a 'cure'. (post your chart if you want, and i can give you more feedback)

[hippiechick]

9. Thanks Kineta

I'm completely uneducated when it comes to reading a chart. Sigh.
Any insights you have are most welcome!!

[Flying Dream Blues]

15. You have Uranus and Pluto conjunct in the 8th house

so the sun hits them every September 9th and 10th. Uranus and Pluto both bring the kinds of events that aren't always welcome...the bolt from the blue from Uranus, and death/rebirth/transformation from Pluto. To have those energies combined in the 8th house (ruled by Pluto) gives a lot of power to the effects of transits to this point in the chart. The sun, while not usually setting off big things, can also act as a trigger for other transits as they come into orb (get close enough to feel the effects.)

You also have Saturn and Chiron conjunct in the 2nd, and it is opposed by the sun in September as well, I think its on the 18th-20th. The sun opposing these planets can be responsibility-related, constriction of money, and very personal since you are a Cap rising (which Saturn rules). All in all, alot of sun action in a short amount of time, in a rather volatile section of your chart. It does make sense that September can feel like a gauntlet for you.

But if it's any consolation, you have a lot of ease in your chart as well...and no one has an easy chart all the way around.
:hi:

[hippiechick]

18. Amazing, thank you !

I don't suppose there's any way I could nicely ask one of those planets to move just a tic, huh?

:hi:

[Chemical Bill]

19. I wonder if it's a letdown...

from the high energy of the Sun transiting all your Cancer and Leo planets. Could it be that the summer is so hopped up for you that September just feels bad in comparison?

Bill

[Chemical Bill]

20. BTW

Sorry I missed your birthday. I looked back, and sure enough there was a thread, but I was on vacation that week. For an astrologer, I sure do not notice birthdays.

Bill

[hippiechick]

21. No, this is actual STUFF that happens ...

... not an emotional letdown, or mild depression, it's literally ... major repairs to my car, my apartment being broken into, medical problems for me or HippieKid or HippieDog Hank that cause unexpected huge expenses, fights, messed up deliverables at work, speeding tickets or accidents ...

it's definitely not in my head, although I wish it were, because then I could meditate it away.


:hi:

[Chemical Bill]

24. I think differently than most people.

I think that I am responsible for everything that happens to me, and that it is all in my head, that is, it's all in my perception. I don't take this point of view in order to punish myself, I take this point of view in order to not consider myself a leaf in the wind. I take this point of view in order to empower myself.

For example, when I had my tires slashed at work, I assumed it was so I would look for another job. The fact that I was working with a sociopath was incidental. I found a much better job, that I would not have applied for had I not been desparate. I'm not saying you are wrong that these things happen to you in the fall. I am saying that your perception of them is keeping you in a rut. You are in charge, and only you can put your life together in a way that is ideal for you.

If you were in charge, why would you have your apartment broken into? I got mugged once, the day after I had my one and only intentional one night stand, where I knew I wasn't going to try and have a relationship with the woman. I remember them together now, and consider the mugging my way of telling myself to cut out the anonymous sex.

My ex-wife was in a car crash at age 18. She has been in constant pain since then, 30 something years. She took up yoga to ease the pain, and got to the point where she is a master, guiding literally hundreds of people to a way of thinking and living that is beneficial to both the people themselves, and the people around them. All this because she was in a car crash.

You don't have to be in a car crash, or be mugged, or have your apartment broken into, but if you trust in (yourself, God, the universe, insert your deity here) then you will get the message, and make the best of it.

Love,

Bill

[hippiechick]

26. Well ...

.... my apartment was broken into because the tramp upstairs at the time was a crackhead and it was no secret that she had a not-so-hidden-stash and a big mouth.

I appreciate your perspective on things Bill, but I'm just not that enlightened yet.
It would explain random stuff occuring at random times, but the near exact predictability of this cycle in my life is what freaks me out most.


:hi:

[LiberalEsto]

8. Seasonal affective disorder (SAD)?

I always get depressed in September when the days get shorter around fall equinox. I never knew why until I read an article about SAD and light box therapy. Many people get depressed in the fall and winter because of the decreasing hours of daylight. I checked with my doctor and invested in a Sun Box. It has been a huge help. In fact it's time to dust it off and start using it again.

Light, or lack of it, affects our bodies and minds whether we realize it or not. One of my oldest friends is bipolar. She gets manic the first week in April every year -- two weeks after spring equinox.

Here is a link to Sun Box info:

http://www.sunbox.com/

[hippiechick]

10. No, this isn't depression ... its ... Murphy's Law ...

Looking back over my last several Septembers ... mechanical breakdowns ... my apartment being broken into ... car accidents ... medical emergencies ... financial crises ... losing a job ... relationships going bad ...

Anything and everything that can break, has - and always during the month of September. It's my worst month of the year, almost like there's a recurrent curse on me or something ....

[BlueIris]

17. I hate March. Just hate it.

And this March, when I really started getting my depression under control, was actually good for me. Still a yucky time.

[vanboggie]

23. July and February

We call them the Death Months at our house. Mother and mother-in-law died in February; father, father-in-law and brother-in-law died in July. My dad died in 1979, but mom and the inlaws died within a span of a year and a half. It also seems we lose our cherished pets in those months. We are always relieved when those months come to an end. It's weird.

[pooja]

28. For me its late winter, early spring.

I love the fall. I feel the most alive and the happiest ever. I love it. It was even better when I lived up north and the leaves changed, and the sky was crisp, and the air was crisp. Every once in a while it feels like that here in Florida.. and I feel comfy, safe, and wraped up in a blanket.

I only wish I could get my southern husband to move a little further north.