Virginia Bell is astrology columnist for WATCH! THE CBS MAGAZINE.
She has also written for US WEEKLY, TV GUIDE, CITY MAGAZINE, SPACE
(Ikea Magazine), THE DAILY FRONT ROW THE DAILY MINI, & TENNIS WEEK.
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How to be a Taurus in New York City
By Virginia Bell
My Sun and Moon are in the sign of warm scones, French lilacs,
Clear mountain lakes, fields of lavender and lemon grass
Yet I wander in a forest of skyscrapers and apartment complexes
Not under stars but city lights, not surrounded by silence
But among strangers, sirens, and yellow cabs.
By day I walk on concrete longing for wet sand and open spaces
Negotiate subway tunnels instead of bridal paths
At night I dream of lush gardens, desert sunsets, and endless sky
I ride bareback on deserted beaches, dance naked in Greek temples.
Did I tell you that my Sun and Moon are in the 8th house?
Like Persephone I am driven down into the underworld
Exploring the shadows and in-between places
Living in two worlds, serving both Hades and Demeter
Finding the peace I crave within the chaos and the loss.
I am an urban witch; I fill my apartment with poetry and plants
Sacred statues, Chopin sonatas, the scent of jasmine and rose
My language is astrology; my world consists of planets and stars
I draw inspiration from mythology, magic, and ancient symbols.
Outside I find nourishment in small, secluded places
A hidden garden in the West Village, a waterfall in midtown
The chapel beneath the Citicorp building
The boat house in Central Park, the farmer’s market
I could go on and on.
My longing has transformed me into a detective of natural beauty
Daily I seek out each blade of grass and piece of sky
Daily I bow my head to every flower pot and passing tree
Thanking them over and over again for their humble presence
Without which my Taurus Sun and Moon could not survive.
