I had an inspired Friday night. After an unexpected emergency ice cream session with Jessie, we resulted to cigarettes and wine. While on the back porch of her St. Marks apartment we smoked, drank and dived into our usuals: love, happiness, the realistic future vs the hopeful future. And we came up with our usual results: in order to protect ourselves as sappy romantics we have to gear up our hard shells for the unexpected. Shit happens and we can’t let them effect us like it has in the past. 

We moved our whimsical chatter inside where we consumed an obnoxious amount of Honey Dijon kettle chips and cheese and crackers. It was delicious, classy and perfect “settling on life” type of food. To our merry surprise, Matt came home from his shoot in Connecticut and we all caught up. A few minutes later, Jessie’s old friend, Kendall, came into the door. 

Kendall enlightened me into this astrological world that I only heard whispers about. I told her my birthday and she immediately responded, “You’ve had a tough summer, didn’t you?” She was able to pinpoint a small range of dates that were devastating for me, and this was absolutely astonishing. My so-called tragic moments were in the stars. 

She went around the room and read our star charts. I was wide-eyed, jaw dropped and continuously surprised by the accurate personality portrays she was able to pull from Matt and Jessie. I was charmed when she told me I was really an introvert, a trait that I thought I had gotten over in these years of busy city life. She told me that Jessie and I match very well with our opposing signs. She told me my lucky day next year will be June 4th and that I should not spend a lot of money next year even though I will have a very successful and career focused year. 

She also told me that I had Jupiter in the 10th House, a sign of fame and recognition in your social, public image. I take this cautiously, but deep down inside, I am thrilled, as it coincides with my ultimate goal of making films that inspire and share with the world. 

I’ve always had a spiritual side; not religious, but spiritual and always thinking that there is some sort of divinity that helps people in a certain path. It was just last week when I was asked the question of my religion. Having some kind of omni-presence is assuring. I recently had a conversation about death with a semi-Catholic raised charming writer who needed proof to believe in a Heaven. “If I was a true Catholic, I would be going to Hell.” he said, while we were merrily drinking at an Irish bar in midtown. He needed something to tell him that there is some other world, the greener side, he refused to believe that there was just simply nothing in the after life. 

I’m curious if there’s a type of after-life in the Stars. What does Astrology say about death? Do we become a fortune teller of sorts and become a star that help guide others? Or is there an everlasting soul world that we transform to? Or should we just accept that there is nothing after life? “It would just be like sleeping,” I told my unconvinced date. “That’s terrible.” he responded. 

Even with all this serious life talks lately, it’s very assuring that there is something that lets me know that a path has indeed been created for me. I like this idea, and I can continue this Divine drive that I have inside me. I’m glamorizing this whole thing a bit, I’m sure. It’s just much more fun to think that massive twinkling balls of atmospheric gas has more power than an abstract God.