Planets And Runes

I’m hooked.  I’m an astrology junkie.  I faithfully read Jonathan Cainer every day and Susan Miller once a month.  And I know that astronomers think of the planets’ movements in a scientific way (to the point that they demoted Pluto, drat them), and I know that science would snort in disdain that I think of the planets as influencing my life, but I don’t care.  Science aside, if our Creator positioned planets and their movements to exert influences over the ups and downs of my destiny, I can only admire Him for that…even though I’d like a lot more ups and a few less downs.  I mean, if Life is growth…and that’s a big IF, (I haven’t figured out anything better yet), then having it programmed with challenges and blessings seems like a great idea to me.  And each planet rules something different, so when my finances hit the skids, the planet of love might make my home life warm and fuzzy.  When Mercury is retrograde, Venus might transit the sun.

I’m always happy when I read my weekly horoscopes and get happy predictions.  Not so thrilled when I found the horoscope that said, “Well, too bad, but you seem to have a crappy twelve year cycle coming up.”  …And the damned thing was right.  But at least, forewarned is forearmed, right?  Either that, or it’s just easy to get depressed.  Anyway, the thing is, even though I say that I don’t want to know the future, a tiny part of me does.  Or at least, the trends of the future, because everyone’s specifics are different.

But when I go to my sites to get my horoscope fix, most of them have all sorts of other things available too.  Tarot readings.  Now, I am transfixed by the beauty and mysticism of Tarot cards.  I bought a deck once, but I was too afraid to try them.  What if they told me something specific that I didn’t want to know?  What if I need to cling to a small bubble of hope to hang on to my dream?  And the Tarot tell me that I’m never going to achieve my goal.  Do I want to know?  Or do I want to keep trying?  And what if I give up, and I misinterpreted the hand I was dealt?  Aaargh.

Anyway, long story short, the Tarot and I Ching and palm reading, etc. made me think about runes.  One of my favorite movies (and now you’re going to know what a genre junkie I really am) is The Thirteenth Warrior.  I make someone watch it with me once a year.  And I love the scene where the old woman throws the bones and chooses the thirteen men who will fight the “fire worm.”  Come to think of it, this movie is probably what got me back on my Norse binge too.  But besides studying the skies, lots of early cultures tossed bones and studied entrails to predict the future.  Entrails don’t appeal to me all that much, so bones were my weapon of choice.  And that’s how I came up with my  goddess, Diana, tossing her runes to discover her destiny.  And it felt right.  She has runes.  I have planets.  And we both believe in them, even when we don’t like what they tell us.