How am I meant to know when I have permission to blame the Universe or when I am really just a dick?
There is nothing more comforting than finding reason in my idiotic decisions and confusing emotions based on my birth chart and the effects that the planets have on me. I love to convince myself that this is hard documented proof of why I sent that drunk text message or why I thought it would be a good idea to download Tinder again or why I am even fucking writing this.
How much can we really blame on the Universe? This is the dilemma that I am currently facing. Some might argue that I am pondering all of these weird things because there is a full moon tonight while others may believe that’s bollocks and it’s just in my nature to be curious.
I’m about to bring up something that is quite interesting… Upon my research, I learnt that Mercury is in House Eight on my birth chart. Now, if you don’t know anything about astrology, then that will sound like chess lingo on crack, but according to Astrology Café, it means that I “love research and investigation, studies well, fascinated with all that is unexplored and mysterious, has a great mind (thanks), wants to know the motivation behind what people do and tends to feel that everything we do and experience has a purpose.” When I read this, I thought holy shit! That explains SO much and to be honest, I still do think that this aspect of all of that Voodoo is pretty accurate Voodoo because I mean, why would I write about all of these existential questions if I weren’t the least bit fascinated with it. So… is that the reason behind this article?
I desperately want to know how much I can put the blame on these incredible wonders and how much transpires simply because me, myself and I decided to be spontaneous in that second.
I’ve come to realise that I can’t just blame the Universe for everything. Sometimes, I have to accept that it was entirely me who made that decision and it is entirely me that has to face the consequences. But, not every decision and every consequence is a bad one, so why are these the ones that we think about the most? I think that I am the first person to know that it is difficult to look past that fucking stupid phone call you made at 4 am or why you thought it would be hilarious to do the worm on cement, but I guess what I am trying to say is we need to stop being so hard on ourselves as humans. We need to focus on that excellent decision to confront someone about how you are feeling or how it really was a good idea to say yes to do something out of your comfort zone without knowing the consequences.
To be perfectly honest, one of the reasons why I am really pondering all of this is because am trying to build a bridge over some decisions I’ve made over the past few months. I elegantly fucked up my one shot I had at leaving a good impression with this one frustrating, but incredibly intoxicating guy. I KNOW! I need to shut up about it already! But, as I just said, I am finding it incredibly difficult to not linger on all of the things I did to fuck it up. I could very easily blame every little thing I did on astrology and the Universe, but the truth is, I think it is time to face that I was just a bit too immature and uneducated in the “how to make a good impression” department. In saying this though, I’m going to take my own goddamn advice and say, fuck yeah, I know so much more about what NOT to do. In fact, I might just write a book and become a millionaire! Ha! Take that negative part of Sophie’s brain!
It’s at this point where I say, trust where you fit into the Universe, but don’t trust that the Universe will cut out a hole for you. That would mean that the poor thing would have 7.5 billion holes to create. Even though, it is incredibly intriguing and exciting to discover your birth chart and the wonders of astrology (and I still absolutely promote doing so), an important life lesson that I now have in my back pocket is to remember that we are human and we can’t put our entire faith in our horoscope of the day. Sometimes we need to trust nothing but ourselves to make the right choice and accept the countless times when we don’t. We cannot dwell on why we made the decisions we did or blame the stars we walk under, we must only smile that we have become stronger people from it.