Fishing for Pisces in Austin

Date: Mon, 18 Nov 1996 12:31:36
-14:00
From: KramerW@aol.com
To: benbubba@aol.com
Subject: Fishing for Pisces in Austin

MUSTANG ISLAND, TEXAS:
"I feel a hot wind on my shoulder
And the touch of a world that is older…."

(Mexican Radio performed by Wall
of Voodoo, written by Marc Moreland and Stanard Ridgeway, I.R.S. Records, 1982)

It’s mid-November, a little before
noon on the beach at Mustang Island State Park. AOL/AstroNet wants a "year
in review" and I’m sitting in the early winter Texas sun worrying about
the deadline.

The Aquarius Moon has brought a really
choice high tide and on the rocky point, there’s a surf contest – real waves,
not Internet surfing – yes, Bubba, Texans can surf. In fact, the waves are really
tasty today. I watched the usual assortment of surf punks show up, long hair,
no hair, tattoos, girls in bikinis, and an old station wagon piled with boards.

I covered lots of back roads this
last year, Bubba. Compare the lush surf today with the high desert of El Paso,
the achingly stark openness of the Panhandle around Lubbock. The lush green
hills of Arkansas come to mind, as well, which look like mountains when you’re
working in Midland, Texas.

Been a long year so far.

I’ve lugged my trusty old PowerBook
back and forth doing readings and answering email from my far flung locations.
Flying in from England, last January, I was writing a quick fax on my Newton,
and the businessman sitting next to me started to ask questions. As soon as
he found out I was a professional astrologer, he quickly shut up. But two more
passengers started asking questions – and one of them was a regular reader on
the Web. Small world, this electronic village.

Astrology: I lecture about it, teach
it, do about a bazillion readings, and I write daily/weekly/monthly columns.
There are days, though, I must confess, when I seriously doubt my craft. For
a poet, this is "the long dark night of the soul." In the last year,
however, I’ve gotten those "not too subtle" reminders that astrology,
whether I believe it or not, works. One example comes from all the early degree
Sagittarius clients {11/22 – 12/1}. They all seem to be feeling the transformation
coming from Pluto, exacerbated by Uranus in Aquarius. My clients and faithful
readers prove to me, time and again, this astrology stuff WORKS!

Saturn in Aries is also lending solid
proof, too, as the business demands on my time increase. Saturn frequently seems
to represent that ugly word "work." That’s why I’m writing, here on
the beach. Wish I had the time and a surf board today.

What’s coming up for 1997? Astrologically?
1997 starts with Mercury retrograde, then Jupiter hits Neptune and the world
sees dreams shattered. But shortly after that, Mercury goes direct and Jupiter
lines up with Uranus. It may start slow, but by February, the promise of the
New Year hits full stride. 1997 will rock your world, you can trust me on that
one. This 1996 year was about getting ready–are you?

As I was getting ready to pull out
of the park, I noticed a real ranch pickup truck, I could tell that it was from
a working ranch by the racks and general condition of the vehicle (you don’t
live here without learning about trucks and recognizing hay bales and straw),
and these two real cowboy ranch hands had surfboards sticking out the back of
the truck bed. Better get used to it, 1997 is going to be year full of surprises.

Kramer Wetzel
Sent from a Newton via Aloha 2.3.4

back
on the road

About the author: Born and raised in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel, settled in a South Austin trailer park before trailer parks were cool. He now lives in San Antonio, Texas.

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