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when you're baffled , Mr. Starself! 
"Is this Mr. Stanself?"
I said, "Speaking..."
The reason I am baffled is when all of these energies intertwine and ebb and flow, one can guess, or, one can
wait until in unfolds (we are hours from a Lunar Eclipse) and then try to put some intelligent answer together.
I'm too stupid to guess, I'd have too many things to remember. lol.
Yes, I'm very Aquarian too. 
ROFL!... Yes, time and distance and sleeping on it, always seems to bring more answers.
The lady probably forgot to put her glasses on, and then again, you got to be "Stan" for the hour!
I bet you have a lot of stories about the calls you must get.
I think I learned about that in junior high? Eighth grade, I was twelve years old? Drew a beautiful diagram of the phases of the moon with respect to the earth.
These yahoos don't know why the moon goes thru phases or why it falls behind the sun.
I see NO reason people should believe it. When they start thinking of planets pulling you this way and that way, it makes no sense.
However, when you realize that we're in (and always have been) a new quantum reality, we see that physical space and time
have no more place in our vernacular. Then, it all starts making sense. Newton's world is dead and Einstein's is not far behind.
When anti-astrologers see Cosmo magazine and daily horrorscope next to the funny pages, what are they to think? They don't know they have a Moon and other planets.
It truly is surprising that just about all the great minds in history accepted astrology openly. That says a log. 
to read that things got a bit better for you! YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
For the past year things have been changing for the better for me. I am giving myself permission to live without the demand of enormous production. The only new insight I had over the last few days is that I am really a neurotic work-a-holic and that even though I have been gradually slowing down, I have not been changing the part of me that demands everything to be just so all the time. The part of me that needs the kitchen sink always clean before I can think. The part of me that needs a clean floor before I can sit down and rest. Some of this is fine- I do live on a farm and it would be a pigsty in moments if I did not try to have one small 800 ft of clean mud/dust/dander-free tidy space. But I don't need to be so fussy about it.
That was my big realization, that I have to work on changing this part of my personality.
I am sorry for everyone who is so tired- you all have my sympathy!
Or at least, that's the latest rumor. So some of my fears are allayed.
I'm no longer listening to the rumors. I think the break through for me started with the blow up with my sister. All of the screaming abuse she had heaped on me over the years blew right back at her when I finally screamed at her. I gave her back all of her rage, which I guess has been stuck inside me for decades.
That unblocked mess enabled some energy to start flowing again. My elbow was a tad sore yesterday. This morning coming in from the barn in the pouring rain, I stopped to weed. I stayed out for an hour, weeding and then digging up the rogue valerian, angelica and johnny jump-ups that have been taking over the perennial garden. Then replanted them on Algiers' grave. Valerian and angelica grow to very large, dramatic plants, which now will provide a backdrop against the woods. In front, some summer bulbs I planted are coming in, and there are masses of the yellow and purple johnny jump-ups. I will add additional bulbs in the fall. Daffodils, crocuses, etc. to greet him in the spring.
I came in ice-cold and drenched. Hot shower, bills paid and checkbook balanced, lunch and then a 2 hour snooze with electric blankie and 2 dogs to cuddle, and new agie music on the radio. And my elbow feels fine. 