Youre a Scorpio arent you? she said confidently.
I nodded knowing that words would only betray my irritation at her entirely
correct assumption. Emotions in check I asked, how did you know?
curious as to what had so obviously betrayed my birth sign.
"Your eyes, Scorpios always have really piercing eyes
I have been irked by this knack of knowing star signs before it was
at another party when someone casually asked me So what star sign
Guess I replied wanting to see her get herself out of that
Scorpio she instantly replied.
How can you be so sure?
"Easy Scorpios always like you to guess she replied
and that was that.
What irritates me most is that I hold no particular stall with astrology
but those who do seem to be able to identify and categorise you at will.
I find it almost inconceivable that the month of your birth can in some
way dictate your personality or certain physical traits and yet the
more I look in to the subject the more I am want to believe. Scorpios
apparently accentuate the negative, which I guess rings true as I can
always find half-a-dozen reasons not to do something before I can find
one to actually do something.
Scorpios are also apparently quite testy, unforgiving and prone
to being vindictive, which leads to a happy mix and makes me wonder
how many members of the Mafia share my star sign?
Although on the plus side I am pleased to discover that Scorpios
are deemed to be the most sexually adept and adventurous I always
wondered which side of the family that came from now I know it was a
gift of birth! I had no idea that this talent could be backed up as
a truth henceforth when asked my star sign I will smugly say
Me, oh Im a Scorpio. To be delivered in such a way
as to assure the questioner that should horizontal folk-dancing be on
her mind then she had just struck gold, as the person before her was
one of those 1 in 12 that could by dint of birth offer a dynamite experience
between the sheets!
Perhaps in a funny way I have discovered the allure of Astrology &
horoscopes they allow us to pick the bits we like and dismiss
the rest. Most of us dismiss a bad horoscope as hocus-pocus but want
to be belivers when we get a good reading. I find this interesting because
this is almost the complete opposite how most of us treat religion
when life is going well we gratefully accept it and it is only when
things are going badly that we turn to our God and ask why he has forsaken
us. It is an interesting contradiction that many of us are guilty of
making. Is luck good or bad pre-destined or perhaps because God wills
it or not or is it all down to the choices we make?
I dont believe that life is pre-destined (beyond a predilection
of genetic make up, which makes us more susceptible to certain things)
but I am aware that some things that influence my decision-making are
outside of my control - deaths / job losses /
illness and other things. Some take the view no doubt in an attempt
to bring reason where there is none that those things outside
of our freewill are markers in the road that lead us down paths we might
not otherwise choose and are therefore indicators that a certain route
was pre-destined. But surely these things simply happen because they
happen rather than for some other more mystical purpose.
Religion is often described as a leap of faith, you either choose to
believe or not, much the same case could be made for astrology and horoscopes.
I am unsure as to what is more frightening, whether to believe in such
things or not, what is certain is
that neither path is easy to walk and perhaps it is only this uncertainty
that gives us freewill. The certain knowledge that God existed or not
would surely lead to far more repressive societies, either we would
fear to do anything outside of Gods teachings or live in fear
of what we would do to each other without a moral environment in which
© DAVID RUTHERFORD 2000