I can’t wait until you read September! It will be a glorious month, with lovely aspects. I was excited as I did my calculations for you and was eager to relate all the good news to you as quickly as possible. This will be a month like none other and special in ways that won’t be repeated. Everyone is being given a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make a breakthrough on a desire dear to your heart.
If you read Twitter, you know that as I wrote Scorpio, was finished, had done spell check, and was ready to wire it to my editor, I lost everything. This is unusual, but it has happened occasionally before even though I have auto save. I have the latest Microsoft Word for Mac and a new MacBook Pro. I noticed what I was doing at the time of the crash and made a mental note of what might have caused it. I wrote on Twitter I was upset with Microsoft, but I now want to take those words back. Instead I would like to give a big thank you to Microsoft.
I was very touched by Microsoft’s response. Three executives—two were engineers—read my post on Twitter and were immediately in touch with me. They genuinely wanted to help me to make sure this will never happen again. They knew by my post that I had to write that document all over again (3,200 words), which is psychologically difficult do, especially because some readers were impatient on social media. (I do care when you are upset, dear reader.)
Executives at Microsoft were texting me at 1 AM, as I was up writing in my Baltimore hotel room. I was amazed that they would try to reach me on a holiday weekend no less. Thank you so much Microsoft! Now that I have finished writing September, I will be back in touch with the remarkable people who are so eager to help to make sure this will not happen again.
Turning to another topic, the July eclipse, with each one I wondered what unexpected news would come up and what I would be asked to learn. That most recent eclipse was a full moon lunar eclipse in Capricorn on July 16, 2019. It concerned me that taskmaster Saturn, Capricorn’s ruling planet, opposed the Sun and was conjunct the moon. Pluto was in an even tighter aspect, almost exactly conjunct the moon and opposed to the Sun, too. Meanwhile, Mars was square Uranus. These are severe aspects, often violent. That eclipse was to fall in my eighth house, so I hoped I would not hear of a death.
The universe in its wisdom was to send a message, but it surely was not the one I had expected. On that date, my best friend, Anna, called quite distraught. She knew I was collecting eclipse stories from various friends and readers to help me learn how precisely they assert their messages, and she related a story to me that broke my heart.
Andy, 36, a loving husband to his wife Bianca and father of two small children, ages six and ten, were from Costa Rica. The couple were both working legally for Anna’s father. Andy was a mason, and Bianca did part-time bookkeeping. It was Andy’s mother’s birthday on or very near July 16, and he wanted to take her for a nice lunch at a nearby restaurant. Little Brianna, the little girl, age six, wanted to come too, and she sat in the front seat.
On their way to the restaurant, a car came out of the blue, hit Andy’s car, and instantly killed him. The other car was being driven by a British woman who was confused and driving on the wrong side of the road. Little Brianna in the front seat only suffered a broken wrist and dislocated shoulder, but she saw her papa die. In the back seat, Andy’s mother was taken to the hospital and needed two serious surgeries.
Andy’s wife, Bianca, was asking about cremation, and Anna reported that to me. I responded, wait, Anna, she doesn’t want cremation. Anna, looking up with red eyes, asked how I knew that. I had no idea how I knew, but I did know. I felt Andy’s wife was trying to afford a funeral she never thought she’d have to plan. Looking at the photo of little Brianna, my heart broke. I had to do something, and quickly, but what?
I asked Anna to get in touch with Andy’s sister and start a GoFundMe page. Her sister did, and here is the link. http://bit.ly/2ZFrT37
I went on Twitter (@astrologyZone), Instagram (@astrologyzone), and Facebook (Susan Miller’s Astrology Zone) and asked you if you would consider contributing to the fund, showing Andy’s photo and little six-year-old Brianna’s photo as well. I wrote on social media that no gift would be too small and suggested a $5.00 donation. I sent my own more generous donation, and I didn’t look for a few days to see how it was doing because I was wrapped up in writing.
I kept thinking of the family though, so when I did look at the GoFundMe page, I started to cry. There were many donations—hundreds—for $5.00 in July. I knew instantly that they were from you. I told my friend, Anna, that my readers have such big hearts. I showed that we raised $39,000 shortly after Andy’s death, enough for a dignified funeral that allowed his wife to avoid cremation.
The people in the town where this loving couple lived showed up in droves and could not fit in the church, so they spilled outside to in front of the church to listen to the service. Bianca was able to send Andy’s casket back to Costa Rica on a plane to be buried in his family’s plot. I was thinking that must have been expensive and was so touched that you, dear readers, made it possible. Giving her beloved husband that burial must have given her a measure of comfort, knowing that she did all she could for her beloved late husband.
That was the message of the eclipse that I was to receive: We can help one another when one near to us suffers. We can do more than we think we can, and together, with little steps, we can help someone in crisis.
I have always felt that way, but this eclipse really hammered home the message. I realize that that there are individuals in our circle who we see every day who are suffering, and because they put up a sunny face we do not see it. We need to look closer and listen carefully to the words they use.
I cannot imagine how Bianca will manage now that she has lost her main family provider as she moves forward with her two small children. I would like to help her a little more so she can get on her feet. I have never met Bianca, but I got a lovely note of appreciation from her. I know her husband was hardworking. They were poor, so I thank you, dear readers, for caring so much.
Speaking of loss, it was September 27, 2012, seven years ago when my mother, Little Mom, passed away. She taught me astrology, and I hear her voice in my head every day as I write your monthly and daily forecasts. She had told me that it was important to commit to study astrology for 12 years as a minimum before I read a single chart.
She was a Rosicrucian astrologer and studied through a correspondence course for eight years. She told me that I had to agree to that program, or she would not begin. I promised her, and now I realize that with astrology, there is always more to learn. She will always live within me and inspire me. I miss her so much because our talks not only centered on the astrological aspects but also on the meaning and the philosophy of life.
Now, before I go, I would like to share with you that in New York City I will give a talk and hope you came come if you live there or are visiting:
Tuesday, September 17, 2019, at 7:00 to 9:00 PM
902 Broadway, between 20th & 21st Streets
New York, NY 10010
Tickets: $45 each for members and non-members. — http://bit.ly/
The general public is welcome.
I will speak about the end months of 2019, including the eclipse on December 25 and give a peek at the look and feel of 2020.
I hope I see you there!
Thank you for the kind readers who traveled to Baltimore to hear me speak at the NCGR Convention. It was so much fun meeting you!