I never really understood the allure of Jane Austen. I mean what kind of person finds their version of ideal passionate romance in a book named Sense and Sensibility?
I've always been more of a Brontë girl, myself. I find it infinitely more interesting to be involved with a brooding, fiery man who keeps an insane wife locked in the attic. Or to find a soul mate so pure he instructs the caretaker upon our deaths to have the sides of our caskets broke open so our ashes can mingle for eternity. That sounds a lot more stimulating than being courted by a proper, established gentleman who calls me by my surname as he kisses my gloved hand.
Neptune finally changed signs on April 4th for the first time since 1998. For a long time, I have been predicting the difference between Neptune in Aquarius and Neptune in Pisces is the difference between Austen and Brontë. And I found it interesting that the Washington Post just published an article about the resurgence of the Brontës over Austen in pop culture.
Neptune was never very happy in techy, intellectual Aquarius, and now it gets to work its magic in its ruler, romantic, dreamy Pisces, for the next 14 years. Gone will be the days of Desperate Housewives, and in its place a wilder, more intense approach to love.
The difference between Neptune in Aquarius and Pisces is the difference between fear and trust, control and abandon, co-dependence and mutual expansion, proper choices and gut instincts.
It's time for everyone to come out of the drawing room and run wild through the heather-strewn moors.