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Can astrology become too much of an obsession - a hindrance to living one's life in fact? The question has crossed my mind from time to time over the years. I'm saved from the worst symptoms of astrologitis (as I'll call it) by my view that astrological doctrine is an imperfect tool which can throw up, at best, only shadows. Astrologers are using a tool which hasn't been honed to perfection yet, in spite of centuries of trying. Whether consulting a professional astrologer or interpreting a chart for oneself, I believe it's best to look on the results as shadows only, or skeletons - or even skeletons of shadows or shadows of skeletons. These can still be of interest, but require fleshing out and clarifying with hindsight and experience.
Personally, I remain unconvinced by some parts of astrological lore. But I am totally convinced by the bare bones of astrology. Bare bones don't tell us what any picture will be "in the flesh". Experts are able reconstruct a face from a skeletal skull, and say they are fairly certain that it resembles the human being who inhabited the skeleton, but they can never be absolutely certain of detail. Likewise in astrology.“Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.”
― Søren Kierkegaard
One way of avoiding the infection of astrologitis is to stand back from astrology's potentialities, perhaps limiting focus on self. Looking outward and backward, viewing people and situations, your own and theirs, with hindsight. Some parts of astrology can then be seen at work. It becomes clear that "something is going on". For me, that's where the real magic of astrology lies.
|Lines from Max Ehrmann's "Desiderata"|