Birth Time Rectification and the Mystical Message of my Great-Grandmother From Beyond the Grave

 

    I'll tell you what I'm passionate about, birth time rectification. This is a complicated operation fraught with failure. Be VERY wary of any astrologer who claims they will rectify your chart in ten minutes. A proper birth time rectification requires a timeline of one's life to be drafted before measuring it against transits, directions, and any other method one deems to use. The Vedic system especially has some extremely advanced methods of rectifying birth time to the second based on their nuanced and complex divisional charts, but I'm not a learned Vedic astrologer. However; I have had great success in this domain, and believe it to be a mystically inspired divine art. The universe WANTS accurate times to be known, believe it. I present to you now, my very favourite astrological story, how my mystic of a great-grandmother, whom I never met, transmitted my grandmother's birth time to me before I was born. So, on Saturday, Big Granny is turning a hundred! No joke! My amazing Maternal Grandmother, who shares a birthday with my Paternal Grandfather and Uncle, (check out my blog post Adventures on the High Seas of the Controversial MC-IC Axis for more on that), is turning 100! Felicitation!
  

    So here's the thing, my grandmother was adopted. Raised up north on the swampy frontier, small town rural living. The mother of her eventual husband actually said of her to her mother "why would you adopt a tiny little thing like that, she'll never make it..." well a hundred years later, and I'm pretty sure this Scorpio Moon woman is living her best life out of pure spite! She even cared for her step-mother on her death-bed, because that's who Rosemary is.

   Through my Mother's geneological research, and stories my grandmother has, we are pretty sure she was adopted by her Aunt. Her Aunt/Mother, and my Great-Grandmother gone long before I arrived, was an early 20^th century mystic. She read tea leaves, she collected herbs, she was a Sunday School Teacher, and.... she was an astrologer. With the knowledge that she adopted my grandmother from her brother (almost certainly), we can be sure she knew the birth time. So as I'm learning astrology, of course, finding out my grandmother's birth time became an obsession.
    We have no recorded birth time, but luckily, within Big Granny's charming loops she likes to go on, was the clue I needed. When I would talk about astrology she would go into one of her charismatic monologues, “Oh, my Mother... if you gave her the time, the place, no wait, the date, the time, the place, she'd tell you this and that... well she told me I was going to come into money, I'm still waiting!” It took me a few iterations of this before I realized what was happening. My Great Grandmother was speaking to me through my grandmother's remaining memories. What's a pop culture signification for “coming into money”. Well Jupiter in the eighth house of shared resources of course! When I plugged that in, my grandmother's chart just came alive. Like the angels singing and the aurora shining bright over head. Was Big Granny an Aries rising? ABSOLUTELY! Anyone who knows Rosemary knows that even at 100 she's got the energy and charisma of a teenager. It just is. 

   

    I worked at fine-tuning the timing which would place her Jupiter within the eighth house, and had a big decision to make, Which house did Venus belong in? When I took Robin's RASA course, he spoke of Venus in Cancer as being the kind of person who baked cookies and muffins, and lemon bread, and if you didn't like that, oh she'd whip something up for you, which was so true, I had to dig up my grandma's chart to see that she did indeed have Venus there. Given my rectification attempt later on, her Venus was obviously in the fourth house. She kept an immaculate home, with a rigid daily cleaning routine, and everything in its proper place. Venus was very clearly in the fourth house of home. This meant I had a very brief window of time where Venus was in the fourth as well as Jupiter in the eighth.  Her birth time was solidified. For being adopted, Pluto in the fourth is a very common placement. Scorpio Moon in the Seventh for various reasons I won't get into here made a ton of sense, and so I settled on a time to use, which made perfect sense.
My work was proven when she had three separate accidents which all aligned with Uranus conjunct her ascendant. She is the most powerful person I've ever known, the most independent, resilient, impossible to budge Bull I know. Having her muscles start to fail her late in life was absolutely a shock to her identity and independence. This woman was still riding a bicycle at age 90!
Back to my great grandmother's assessment, Big Granny might still be waiting to come into money, but she's been pulling a pension for almost as long as she worked. How's that for Jupiter in the eighth? Even today, she was talking about how much she wishes she could go back to work. How's that for an Aries ascendant.
My hero... Big Granny.