Wednesday, February 28, 2018
Year of the dog
Okay, this is technically a photo of me as a wolf baying at the moon, but it's close enough to a dog. And my Chinese Zodiac sign is the dog. And this is the year of the dog.
In the grand scheme of things that means nothing at all. I tried looking up what it means to be a dog in the Chinese Zodiac and everything I read was as vague as what it means to be a Pisces in the our western Zodiac. I am one of those people who believe you read what you want to into horoscopes.
In my younger days I studied Astrology. Well, I took a couple of classes in something called the Experimental College. I could draw up a person's chart. Then I would use astrology books to interpret the chart. I was sort of good at it. But I did attribute much of it to the power of suggestion. The people I did charts for honed in on the stuff they liked in their charts and poo-pooed the rest.
I had my charts done a couple of times by "professional" Astrologers. I didn't find out anything particularly enlightening in the readings. One told me that I was destined to be a "social documentarian" (whatever that is). At the time he said something about working in video. Since the Internet didn't exist at the time, he could have sensed my future as a renowned blogger. Well, a blogger anyway.
I'm not sure if any of my dabbling in Astrology, Tarot cards, palm reading and psychics had predicted where I'd be as I approach turning 60 that I would have believed them anyway. And if you've read any of my posts about Quantum Physics and my belief in the multiple universes theory you'd know that even if someone did predict one of my multiple universe me's future accurately, there wouldn't be any guarantee it would be the future I would necessarily end up in.
That makes perfect sense to me.
But back to the year of the dog. I discovered several famous musicians were born in the same year as I was including Madonna, Prince, Michael Jackson, Ice-T, Kate Bush and Joan Jett. Must have been the year of dogs with musical talent.
I play guitar. Case closed.
Posted by Time at 2:21 PM