An Unexamined Life is Not Worth Living
Socrates
Why are we here? What meaning will our lives have a hundred
years from today? My twenty-five year
career in astrology began with these questions.
In the midst of studying English literature at University
of Massachusetts in Boston,
I read Jess Stearn's, The Sleeping
Prophet--a biography of Edgar Cayce.
For the first time I connected with someone who had answers to these
questions. Edgar Cayce's remarkable
channeling validated the intuitive experiences I had since the age of
three. If according to Cayce, "the
psychic was of the soul", so apparently was astrology: "The signs of the zodiac are Karmic
Patterns; the Planets are the Looms; the Will is the Weaver." His guides cautioned that "the mind was
the builder" and no outside force even astrology could surpass the will of
man--if he chose to apply it.
Paramahansa Yogananda echoed this
sentiment in Autobiography of a Yogi:
A child is born on that day and
that hour when the celestial rays are in mathematical harmony with his
individual karma. His horoscope is a challenging portrait, revealing his
unalterable past and its probable future results. But the natal chart can be rightly
interpreted by a few man of intuitive wisdom; these are few.
One such astrologer was
Yogananda's guru. When he saw an early
death for his pupil, the wise guru made an amulet to protect the young
Yogananda during the upcoming disastrous cycle.
Impressed by this story, I began to believe there was something to this
pseudo science after all.
Up until this time, I felt
astrology was nonsense and those people practicing it were charlatans
manipulating a gullible public. In fact
as a child I had come upon an astrology reading my mother hid in her drawer. I was truly embarrassed by her lack of
intelligence. However, being a wise
college junior, I decided to investigate.
So I sent my birth data, March
25, 1947, 2:00 A.M., Boston,
MA; checked the block marked female; and
mailed the form to Time Pattern Research in Long Island. I was amazed at the twenty-page computer
report. On page three it stated,
"You will have an interest in occult matters and a very balanced attitude
toward them.". On page five,
"You will have much to do with male relatives other than your
father." Both statements were
true. I certainly had been intuitive all
my life. And while very close to my
grandfather, I had not been close to my father since the age of eight when my
parents divorced. I returned to Boston
to live with my mother's family, while my father remained in Los
Angeles. Maybe
this was just a coincidence; however, being "progressive in outlook and
both original and prolific in ideals" (page 4), I had to find out more
about astrology.
After receiving a B.A. in
English, I started classes at the New England School of Astrology in September
of 1969. Classes were conducted by
Frances Sakoian and Louis Acker, who later coauthored The Astrologer's Hand Book.
Both were astrological wizards. I
took most of my classes with Frances,
an attractive red-headed grandmother who gave great encouragement to all of her
students. Since I was taking a
journalism class at Boston University
at the same time, I decided to do a piece on the school for BOSTON AFTER
DARK. Frances
loved the article and felt that I would make an excellent writer. However, my focus was on astrology and the
esoteric sciences and I continued to study under the direction of two
professional mediums--Rev. Gladys and Rev. Kenneth Custance. I completed my mediumship certificate in May
of 1972 and I was now free to prepare for the American Federation of
Astrologer's Professional Exam.
Frances Sakoian who had a flair
for teaching taught me the basics of astrology--planets, signs, houses,
aspects, progressions, and transits.
However, after three years of study I had taken almost all the classes
the school had to offer. I needed a
private tutor to prepare for the upcoming eight hour exam. Through another astrologer, Mary Letourney, I
met my mentor, Dorothea Lynde.
Unfortunately, Dorothea never wrote any books. She always said, "My students are my
books."
In 1975 after five years of
study, I received my teacher's certificate from the American Federation of
Astrologers. Over the years, I have been
grateful for the many fine books written by Frances Sakoian and Louis
Acker. Even though Frances
has passed on, I still feel connected to her through her writing. Dorothea Lynde and I remained close until her
death in 1995. In fact I can still feel
her over my shoulder, when I need some advice.
About this time, I realized I wanted to leave a more permanent