Today was the last in a series of physical exams, tests, biopsies, and a minor surgery (last week–didn’t want to mention it until the results were back). I have been given a provisional clean bill of health (with future check-ups planned for, but no further treatment needed for the moment), which is certainly a relief. I just couldn’t resist a look at the chart for today’s meeting with the last in a long line of doctors (and I have to say, I’ve been led to some of the most delightful, skilled, and caring health care providers ever). No surprise, then, that the chart for the time of my meeting (the actual time, rather than the appointment time) showed the transiting Midheaven exactly conjunct my natal Moon, ruler of my 6th of health and job/ everyday activities. Transiting Uranus is also conjunct my Moon (and this was indeed a sudden health crisis with a relatively quick resolution–though I’m thinking the final ‘out of the woods’ period will come with the next eclipse set, as the crisis was set off by the one in February). Mars is within trine to my Moon, suggesting action in these matters as Mars moves through my 6th–it rules my intercepted 2nd, and this episode has had a decisive effect on how I see myself. Jupiter is sextile my Moon, and the knowledge imparted today about my status was both reassuring and widened my personal horizons–travel, learning, and ‘getting the word out’ are all still a part of the future for me (for a while, I wasn’t so sure they would be). And finally, transiting Chiron is semi-sextile the Moon, healing me physically (Moon ruling 6th) and emotionally.

This all brings to mind a cake we bought late last week, a wonderful coconut angel cake that was exactly like taking a bite out of heaven. Venus, planet of cake (or, ruler of pleasures, at least!) opposed my Sun and conjuncted my Earth last week from my 2nd–and I had to wonder, waiting for the biopsy results, just how much more earthly enjoyment I might be allowed. It seems I’m being given another chance, and I intend to revel in and appreciate it, to make the most of all the wonderful, delicious bits of my life. And I urge all of you to be conscious of, and to thoroughly enjoy, the ‘angel cake’ of your own life.

There’s one more thing I’d like to mention, chiefly because the idea of waking during surgery has been talked about quite a bit lately–and it happened to me! I was under, but lightly, and I think the pain of what was happening ‘broke through,’ and woke me up. I remember simultaneously feeling a horrible, burning pain and seeing myself, in a completely different position than I was in when I went under (which turned out to be the position I woke up in at the end), and the doctor working rather intently. I was speaking, saying how much it hurt, and I think it unnerved everyone in the room–and I recall the nurse telling me it didn’t hurt that much, trying to quiet me! On the day of the surgery Pallas and Mercury (ruler of my 8th of surgery) were exactly conjunct each other and exactly conjunct my natal Earth and opposed my Sun–a ‘wise’ time to operate, perhaps. The Moon was in Gemini and moving through my 4th, suggesting, along with Mercury, nerve vulnerability, that involved my deepest Self, quite literally!

It’s been an incredible journey for me, and one I’m grateful for, as I appreciate life with new eyes now. I met many wonderful, caring people along the way, and thank them, and so many of my readers, for the kindness and support they’ve shown. Now, we can get back to what’s important: astrology and cake!