Perfect Imperfections


Ruler: Mercury

Exalted: Mercury

Detriment: Jupiter

Fall: Venus

Polarity: Feminine/ Negative

Modality: Mutable

Element: Earth

Body Parts: Small intestines, abdomen, pancreas…plus other functions controlling digestion and absorption of nutrients

Nature: cold, dry, analytic

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Just lately I’ve been having these strange fantasies.

Don’t get excited- not that sort of fantasies….

My fantasies involve dirt and plants and landscaping. My fantasies involve expanding my herb patch into a vegie garden. A proper one. All I seem to be growing at the moment are weeds- both literally and figuratively.

I’m not sure whether it’s the green and white covers on the foodie magazines at the moment, or just that I was inspired last time I was in St Kilda and visited Veg Out- the community allotments. It could be the flashes of pink blossoms appearing everywhere and the faintest touch of new green smudging the trees. Perhaps it’s the new season broad beans that hubby brought in last night.

Perhaps it’s none of this, perhaps it’s just…Virgo season.

Here in Australia, the Sun moving into Virgo heralds the coming of Spring.

It’s when we start to shed the layers and realise just how many others sorts of layers have appeared since the t shirts and swimmers got packed away.

It’s when the garden has more triffids than anything remotely productive.

It’s when the dust bunnies seem to be more prolific.

It’s when we start saying things like “this house is a pigsty…the windows need cleaning…how long has it been since you vacuumed under that bed?… We really need to get the sparkie in to fix that light in the end room…I’m so over this clutter!”

It’s when we look at things with a more critical eye, with more discrimination…sometimes we even do something to make the flaws that we see better.

For me, Virgo covers the last half of my 6th house and the first half of my 7th. It makes sense then that while the Sun is in Virgo my attention first falls to 6th house matters…and then to 7th.

The Pisces/Virgo axis is a busy one for me. On one side I have my ascendant, Sun and Moon. On the other Uranus and Pluto. I literally go from chaos to control to back again in 5 seconds flat. At this time of the year I tend to look at myself through an eye that’s a little too critical. I start the “if only’s”- if only I weighed x, if only my knee felt better, if only I cleaned the house last week, if only I was in the garden more during the winter, if only I submitted that story before he did, if only I kept to my eating plan…

I start putting things off until other things are perfect- I’ll do the landscaping after I’ve done the weeds, this book needs another 2 revisions, this article isn’t quite right to pitch.

If I’m not careful I go right into Virgo shadow:

what’s the point in watching what I eat- I never get it exactly right
what’s the point in starting that running program again- I didn’t make it last time
what’s the point in submitting to that publication- they have so and so on their books and I’m not as good as him
what’s the point in clearing out the weeds- they’ll only grow back
what’s the point in washing the sliding doors- the dog’s nose will only be back on it tomorrow
That’s the point where Virgo criticality falls into Pisces chaos. It happens way too easily- and usually begins from the best of intentions. In an effort to make things as good as they can be, as close to perfect as it’s possible to be…nothing gets achieved and a downward spiral begins.

Have a look at where Virgo is in your chart- this is the area of life where you might be struggling with the idea of perfection right now.

The challenge is always to look at the things that can be made better without trying to make them perfect, to recognise the texture and interest the bits that aren’t quite right provide. You know, fix what’s broken, tweak a habit here or there, but don’t go for the impossible- after all, it’s the imperfections that make us human and, I like to think, loveable just as we are.

It’s the acceptance of that which makes us just perfect…even if there are still a few weeds in the garden, a persistent dust bunny in the corner and an extra roll hanging over the jeans.