Yes please tell me what it means to you. I'm curious.
Well, it has been a journey, really. When I was younger, I overidentified with Taurus (the sign I have the most planets in) and felt frustrated with everything I ran into concerning a Gemini Venus — the very suggestion of inconstancy and plurality rattled me. I wanted stability! I wanted comfort! I wanted tradition! How very dare you!
...and then my Saturn return rolled around and crushed Everything. I discovered a polyamorous tendency in myself (I don't feel incredibly strongly about it as some people do, actually, and there was no Sense of Homecoming as I often see people describing it. At this time, I don't tie it to my identity, and I could perhaps be able to do a certain flavour of monogamy under the ideal configurations, it just so happens that due to the way my life has unfolded, this is what makes the most sense and feels the most comfortable, really) and that has brought both a delightful sense of freedom and expansion AND profound discomfort and hurt.
Prior to that, however, I could already see reflections of Gemini in the ways that I engaged with love and pleasure — wordplay, shifting patterns of light and shadow, verbal sword fighting — and what I have affectionate dubbed as my hummingbird heart. It's here and then suddenly it's there, always flitting around, always chasing the brightest flowers and shiniest stones and the sound of music. Poetry! Revelry! Heated philosophical debates! Masterfully crafted double-entendres! The exchange of knowledge! Talking until the sun rises!
All those, however, were very distinctly Taurus-flavoured, because Venus and Mercury are in mutual reception in my chart (Venus is in Gemini, Mercury is in Taurus), so the words and intellect of Hermes sunk into and dressed in the sensual images, earthy rhythms and natural textures of Aphrodite. Less formless ideas and more biting into a ripe peach.
Despite all my youthful protests and clinging to tradition, I was always very drawn to the liminal, too, the shapeshifting and the strange; before I understood I was bisexual, my friends relentlessly made fun of me for being a champion for androgyny. "Just admit you like women already! That does not look like a man!" while I was like... what does it mean... if you can be All Things, both and neither, why would you choose not to be? Alas. It was written in the stars, as usual.
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