Venus in Sag Revelations from a Cab Driver: Time vs. Texture
“Time makes Lovers feel like they’ve got something real
— but you and me we know we’ve got nothing but time.”
— Culture Club, “Time”
The Leo Love of My Life that I constantly mention (ad nauseum) and mourn is from Brooklyn. It felt strange to be in the city without him leading me around.
Though I had lost him years ago, I still mourned, as obsessive, contemplative Scorpios do, and the intensity of being in New York created such a keen sense of loss for what I felt was my one true “soul mate” that it was too much for me — until I met a cabbie.
The great thing about having Jupiter (the planet of god, experience and philosophical revelation) tightly conjunct Mercury (communication), Neptune (spirituality), and Venus is the tendency for the Universe to speak to me in grand style through some cosmically arranged yet mundane experience.
I swear most days I feel like Moses encountering a burning bush in the parking lot.
Taking a cab ride in New York was no different.
The attendant at my hotel flagged a rude cabbie who refused to listen to me describe in complex detail where I wanted to be dropped off. He actually sped off as I was trying to put my foot in the cab telling me to wait for the next taxi.
Fuming, I did. The next taxi driver seemed to fully understand my request, so I got inside.
As soon as I closed the door, he glanced at me in his rearview mirror and asked me a question:
“Do you think women love one man for the rest of their lives?”
What the? What? Who said that? At first I thought I was talking to myself or that one of my fictional characters had jumped from my imagination into the front seat. There is no way a cab driver would be tuning into this wound right now.
I had chills.
The cabbie waited, staring at me for the answer. He insisted “I don’t normally talk to people like this. But I’m doing some personal research.”
I stammered. “Yes. I think they do.”
He replied that men were not like that. He said that he just broke up with his girlfriend whom he very much loved, but “If she asked me to leave and never come to her door again, I would go and never look back.”
I told him, he was crazy and that he must not really be in love. I said when you’re really in love you stay with that person forever. I said he didn’t know real love if he could just walk away and replace her.
He said I was wrong. He said he loved her more than he could articulate and that his feelings were deep and tortuous and real. But he said he simply believed there was other love out there and that he could love again.
And then we arrived at my destination.
That was one of my first lessons in Venus in Sagittarius love, the idea that love is not necessarily forever. Sometimes things just end. It doesn’t mean that love failed. It just came to an end, because some things are just for a certain place and a certain time — like my standing just at the right corner at the right time to catch that particular oracle (masquerading as cab driver) that soothed my soul.
That night, I was able to explore New York with courage and boldness. No longer forlorn. I knew I would love again. Deeply. And that perhaps there would be multiple great loves in my life. And that maybe my theory of a singular soul mate to last a lifetime was wrong. And even if romance with a soul mate ended and left me devastated, all that mattered was that we had merged and had a profound experience.
Venus in Sag gets a bad rep because it lacks stability. But I think there are lessons in this ride that are soo thrilling. And I think stability is perhaps overrated when it comes to love.
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