When you're not God's favorite

Let's do a thought exercise: let's say that you parked your car somewhere. Upon returning to it, you find that you're totally parked in: some jerk backed up so your bumpers are basically kissing, and same thing behind you. Not only that, but there's a stalled-out delivery truck parked next to you and a fire engine, too, because why not? So, what are your options, given that you have places to be and your mode of transportation is not available to you?

Option 1: recognize that you're going to have to wait for that to clear up.

Option 2: make an ass of yourself trying to free your car. Call the police. Argue with the fire department while they're busy fighting a fire. Yell at the delivery truck for having the audacity to stall out next to your car. Sit on the hood of your car like a maniac, waiting for the people who parked you in to show up so you can put curses on their families. Conclude that God hates you.

In other words, you can do the most or do the least and the outcome won't change much (except when you do the most you make a total ass of yourself).

What I just described is the energy of a yod, which is when the sky seems to conspire against you. It's not a common aspect but it's also not that rare. The ingredients are two planets sextiling each other (60° angle) that are both at a 150° angle to a third planet or point. So if you have a sextile aspect in your birth chart, you experience temporary yods at least several times a year. I had one yesterday where two planets in the sky sextiled each other while both in 150° aspect to my Mercury, and I found that I had no good options for something I was trying to do. It cleared up in hours, but for the moment, I was blocked and I knew it. I asked myself if I wanted to look like an asshole and decided against it. I also had an active yod last week in which I was made to do things on behalf of someone else very much against my will (nothing unethical, just terribly annoying stuff that would make you shudder).

If you want to hear me talk more about yods, I did a video on Drake a couple of weeks ago, and said there was "someone else" with his same rising degree who I "might talk about later." I wanted to see whether the other person's yod situation was obvious, and guess what: it's now super obvious. That person is 45, our orange former and wannabe future dictator. Just apply the same stuff I said about Drake to 45. Drake was smart enough to quit fighting while he was behind and take the L. (I continue to hate talking about politics but I don't think it's a mystery to anyone what I'm referring to here.)

The point of a yod is to get YOU to change. They usually make you want to rail against circumstances and insist that everything and everyone else change to suit you, but it's actually the other way around. The sky sets it up so you have no choice but to deal with yourself. If you don't do that, you look like an asshole, flailing about and grasping at straws. It feels like a conspiracy, but it's a yod. Yods are called "Finger of God" aspects, where it seems like God himself is poking you in the head.

The reason I learned astrology in the first place actually came a from a progressed yod in my chart, which was an aspect that was more than a year of me living in comical nonsense, where every clever attempt I tried to get myself out of the mess I was in just made me look like more of an idiot. Eventually I gave up and started learning about energy and how it worked. It sounds fatalistic to say that you can't fight prevailing energy when it's stacked against you, and I don't think it's 100% true, either. It's taught me to be very strategic about the battles I choose. In the case of yods, you have to sit with yourself until they clear up. No one wants to do that. But most people do not like making asses of themselves either.

Yods aren't a "no." They are a "don't move right now." To go back to my original car metaphor, I suppose there's a third option of attempting to free your car by brute force. Think about what your car would look like at the conclusion of attempting to get free from two cars, a delivery truck, and a fire engine. You'd end up thinking to yourself "did I really need to go somewhere THAT badly?" thousands of dollars in damage later. "What is it about me that needed to win that battle that badly?" That's the real question. Feel me?