posted April 16, 2015 05:35 AM            

Since Tuesday, I've had a yearning to understand -- to know finally -- what my Guardian and my ex-Twin truly are to me.

The event chart says it all.

And with a particular focus on the discovery itself, down to the minutes:

Look at the Grand Water Trine of DNA, ATLANTIS, and the MOON! Wow!

DISCOVERY 1° conjunct the MOON, ANGEL rising, ALMA conjunct VALENTINE, JUPITER on the VERTEX, VESTA conjunct AMOR, JUNO is still linking ISIS and OSIRIS, now 1° apart, along with EROS and KAALI with RUDRA and PSYCHE.

Truly incredible interplays here.

So, what was my answer?

My 'ex-Twin' is my twin ray. This is something that would have occurred to me sooner, had I known where to research, and how to best understand the answer from my higher self since Monday. But, until an hour ago, I simply had the response of 'he's your brother.' And I knew it was true, and somehow all I needed to know -- should I just be able to grok it.

And my Guardian?

The 'nickname' has been apt, as one's twin flame will often act in the capacity of their guardian angel for quite some time -- if not permanently. Indeed, it seems to be excessively rare that twins must reunite, an only for the purpose of a grand undertaking.

So, I hear you asking, how is a twin ray simply not a convenient opportunity for indecision? They aren't the same. When this came to me via the Michael teachings, somehow, I knew it was correct; I could feel it deep within my soul.

I was charmed that they've opted to use colour in metaphor for explanation, as I've done that, too.

Your twin ray is a member of your soul-family in such close proximity, they're like an identical twin sibling. Your vibrations are the same -- but you are not a single entity. Just as twins are born of the same exact DNA, they are still separate beings, individuals, capable of developing as identically or differently as they, their environment, and decisions allow.

Your twin flame, on the other hand, is you. This is why they're often compared to being one another's mirror, reflecting back all traits -- good, bad, or indifferent. Within this singular energy, we encompass and comprise divine complementariness. We are two separate expressions of a single energy; like light scattering through a prism and casting separate beams. We still originate from the same source of light. Our flame is the unique resonance and frequency that is us. Our twin flame is on that identical wavelength, as they are us.

Ultimately, I understand now why I had to learn to love my twin ray in order to undergo crucial changes and learn important, painful lessons. Through learning to love myself enough to disengage from my twin ray, I sent forth a clear message to my twin flame that I was ready to reunite and begin our special work together.

And suddenly, it makes perfect, glorious sense. I even understand how we can confuse the soul signature astrologically.

Look at it this way.

My Twin Ray and I have ALMA conjunct JUNO; mine is specifically on the SGC, where his OSIRIS lies.

My Twin Flame has ALMA conjunct JUPITER. It's also parallel his ANGEL-KARMA and parallel my NNODE-OSIRIS.

My Twin Ray and I are of the same cosmic DNA; we're made of the same soul-stuff. We're going to have many conjunctions, similar placements, and share an energy signature. He's my brother. Our JUNO-ALMA illustrates that nicely.

My Twin Flame and I are two beams of the same light; complete individual beams of the same celestial, multiversal light. This can be seen by our oppositions, contraparallels, antiscion and contra-antiscion points: SUN and MOON. VENUS and MARS. EROS and PSYCHE. His NODES Huber degrees being a 0°20 match to my natal NODES. Common purpose. Joint mission. Mirror reflections of the other.

Now that I'm beginning to process how all of this truly operates, the astrological investigation is even more exciting. So, for reference:

My Twin Ray:

My Twin Flame:

At such long last, after so much searching and researching, meditation and investigation, it finally feels right.

posted April 16, 2015 06:31 AM            

I'm happy for you Aubyanne

posted April 16, 2015 09:34 PM            

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Originally posted by athenegoddess:
I don't think its wise to be so 'sure'.

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posted April 17, 2015 01:42 AM            

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Originally posted by Aubyanne:

this singular energy, we encompass and comprise divine complementariness. We are two separate expressions of a single energy; like light scattering through a prism and casting separate beams. [i][b]

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This is what I tried to express or approach in the thread I did on "mirrors and complements"
http://www.linda-goodman.com/ubb/Forum24/HTML/209893.html

Without relating it verbally to the twinflame theory though.

I am really happy you came to that conclusion as well. (we use the term "mirror" alittle differently though).

posted April 17, 2015 02:45 PM            

Mid-February and March, I emailed iQ in some desperation; first, I contemplated on the possibility of us being wrong. Then on the whole business just being a fanciful means to avoid the painful truth of no such thing being present at all. He responded with his usual wisdom, and I continued on. But something got me about this new direction. I'd also told myself I'd never consider the whole 'body switching' or 'soul hopping' explanations, as they seemed a bit ... reaching.

He was just as flummoxed as I, regarding why my 'Twin' and I weren't doing magnificent things, setting the world afire creatively with the force of our composite. Instead, my Guardian suddenly presented himself, as if overnight, to me as the one who sought to achieve all of my most cherished dreams. I figured, why the hell not? So we proceeded to begin a relationship which, over time, was indistinguishable from any Twin Flame connexion about which I'd read.

And so I asked iQ why, for what purpose, would a higher self have for having a Twin Flame merely serve the role of one who wounds the other so deeply that they must disengage; they have to in order to do for themselves what they should.

My TR and my TF both broke my heart, after all; but my TF did so in a way that was absolutely excruciating for us both. The love never waned. Not for a moment.

We became the first couple I know who attempted to nurse themselves through their own break up! Can you imagine? He was sending me beautiful white roses (knowing 19th century floriography, they're a sign of deep apology) and I was performing a cover of 'Could've Been' -- in which he was a member of the audience.

My TR, on the other hand, ripped me in two via text message, then expected all to be well afterward. I don't believe he called, either. One of the few times he actually didn't call, and he absolutely should have. Instead, he said the worst possible things, later admitted they were intended to wound me deeply, and only kind of apologised for saying them. More of the 'well, you just didn't get the message, so I had to be cruel.' Completely ignoring the fact that he changed his entire story within 5 minutes. ( ... Neither here nor there.)

The biggest blowout my TF and I had was the first night we'd seen each other since it happened. A few days, if I recall. It had been planned beforehand and was a group gathering, so I wasn't going to be petty and refuse his attendance. The 'onlookers' said that we were 'like the main characters of an Austen novel', perfectly in sync despite thinking we were otherwise. Like we were an inevitability, a foregone conclusion. They were quite fascinated!

But for me, it was hell. Him as well. I could tell it, despite his best attempts to be engaged and enjoying himself. He was his usual polite, but otherwise restrained self with no moments of mirth and joviality. He's brought me the bouquet in a rather dramatic display, and I accepted them graciously, trying to hold back my surprise. Nothing had changed, and nothing was going to. He was merely deeply apologetic for hurting me, nevermind himself. As he'd later tell me, 'our deepest wounds are at times self inflicted.'

Much later, after all others had cleared out and my fiancé gone to bed, he pled his case; it was the right thing to do. I was to be married. It didn't matter what sort of arrangement was in place; his conscience was smarting, but I awakened in him the desire to not be so alone, and he knew now that someone was out there, waiting for him, and he just had to find her to make his life complete.

Oh, I couldn't blame him, logically, but my heart ached as if a knife was driven into it. As he was leaving, I could not embrace him. I couldn't. It wasn't spite but self-preservation. I couldn't risk a moment in his arms again, as I knew I wouldn't let go. All my dignity would fall to the floor around me in pieces, taking with it the last shreds of hope I had for not being a total zombie. A shade, shell of my former self.

I'd never seen him so angry. I'd seen bursts; momentary surges of justified, proverbial righteous indignation. This was deep-seated fury. 'Oh, for pity's sake!' he shouted, not at me as much as to the room -- the situation in general, and threw open the door. I couldn't help myself then. The stinger was out. I rounded on him, every fibre of my body burning with rage, but holding it back just as much as he was; as if we were both playing a tacit game of emotional chicken -- who could show the most restraint. I told him he couldn't possibly expect differently, given the situation. And, regrettably, I twisted and echoed his own words, sending them back to him, with a renewed disgust. I was merely doing what I had to; I didn't mean not intend to do him harm. That's just how it came about.

We both learnt that day how intention was meaningless comparative to the action -- the result. Neither of us have played that card since.

His eyes conveyed more than his words ever could. His fury chilled in an instant, and his entire being went cold. 'Very well,' he said, and waited for several seconds. He couldn't quite decide what to do, or where to go.

So he left.

I was ... unable to let myself fall apart. So was he. We both did what had to be done at that moment. Months would follow in fits and starts. At times, we'd almost forget the misery of that November. I was married in December. He offered a simple congratulations by text which ironically wounded more deeply than anything else he could have said.

By January, I was acclimating to my new life and role. I became hardened. I had taken what he awoke within me and boxed it up, bundling it away, neatly and undisturbed. I lived in that state for months, watching my feet move. We would continue working together, recording this or that scene, both struggling at times with how much our work served as a bizarre mirror of the reality we were living: the two righteous and virtuous individuals fending off the love they felt for one another, practically Shakespearean in its execution. Outside of the moments it would get to us both, driving me to leave the room and him to offer consolation, leading me to only harden further and remind him that he chose this -- we got by. Incredible material was composed with some powerful performances.

April, however, I couldn't do it anymore. I wouldn't dare damage our professional relationship, but I could no longer bear a personal association of any kind. I wrote and sent an hour later, a deeply heartfelt email. I steeled myself for the blow; I was prepared for anything -- even to truly let him go. It felt like wandering in a dream. I was sure that he would be upset, but, as always, save for this one thing, respecting my wishes. That it would be a lovely but apologetic response, regretting that it must be this way.

I could barely read his response which came a few hours after. You know the feeling. You see that a certain email has come through. The subject line taunts you from inside your inbox. You must open it, but at that moment, you'd rather be electrocuted. Or sent into a cave of hornets. Or picnic on a volcano. You get the idea.

He agreed that we couldn't do this anymore. But the whole ordeal had him in zugzwang -- a status in chess where either move equally leads to a mate. He couldn't go on hurting me this way, now that I'd been so honest regarding the impact it had upon me. And 'losing me was not an option'. So he had to do the one thing he never, EVER had.

He had to go against his own principles. To 'bend the rules'; to make an exception. But JUST this once, and ONLY with me.

The reverberations that one decision sent through every lifeline in which we interact is positively flabbergasting. As I studied our skipped-step in greater depth, I realised, it was a huge piece of the greater puzzle, and the first move was made that day, 15 April 2011.

posted April 17, 2015 04:34 PM            

I'm not sure if you remember the guy...long ago when we first started discussing the potential of a guardian, I told you about a guy I was seeing. You told me you felt he was my guardian. We broke up due to issues that neither him or I discussed with each other.
I went on and found a few other guys that placements that made me think maybe they were the guy...but they both were hiding the truth that they had girlfriends. One thing I've always known is the guy I'm meant to be with, someone connected to my soul will not be in a relationship when we meet. He will be doing exactly what I'm doing waiting on his true soulmate, he will not have settled for anyone less than that.

So the original guy found me again. He had spent the past year building a new business, why? Because he knew he couldn't be there for me if all he did was work. So he bought his own business and started building it up to make good money while still being able to have time for a life outside of work and then started searching for me again.
I'd deleted his number, when he tried texting me I didn't respond because I didn't recognize the number. He assumed it was because I didn't want to talk to him.
Then someone told him I had gotten married and was crushed but felt he needed to leave me alone.
But then we ran into each other, I told him I wasn't married. Ever since we reconnected he's been like a different person, an amazing person.
He's asked for time to finish getting his business built, he wants to pay it off before he takes to much time away from it. He wants to make it so I don't have to work at all so I can just be a mom and the rest of time just his.
There's more odd little synchronicities I'm sure I'll get around to telling you about some day, lol.
But the most important thing is he's the only one I've found all these aspects with that has been single waiting on his soulmate and not willing to settle for anyone who didn't fill that position...he said he knew her find me one day.

I never really looked much for Cupido and Psyche aspects but we have a DW with both Cupidos(asteroid and H40) also including both our Mars and Venus and asteroid Coventry. Aspects are in the Eros/Cupido thread. The thread I have on Valentine, Aura, Armor is with him.

This is a link from last May, it's about him and our aspects. http://www.linda-goodman.com/ubb/Forum28/HTML/002838.html

posted April 17, 2015 04:49 PM            

By the way my ex-TF had his Vertex leo@21 exact square my scorp NN@21 and it was exact trine my aries Vertex@21

The new guy...he would be the TwinRay??
His vertex cancer@21 is exact trine my scorp NN and square my aries Vertex...weird huh??

My ex-TF has Karma exactly opposed new guys Karma, which is sitting on new guys NN/SN axis.

posted April 17, 2015 06:06 PM            

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Originally posted by Gabby:
Today are you guys able to be near each other without the pain? What exactly was it that he had to do that was so out of character for him?

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I'll tackle this part first.

It's been complicated, to say the least. A lot of poor timing, backpedalling, and mutual distancing at times to focus on other things. For me, resolving my relationship (at least to obtain some sort of closure) with my TR, and him, transitioning into becoming a recording artist from a TV/film actor, and still passively seeking, I suppose, the companion that he felt was right for him.

After even more back-and-forth since March 2013, and his sudden admission that he still loved me, and his affections never waned, he was simply being respectfully in the background (as of October 2011), two years later, nearly to the day, 27 October 2013, he kissed me; the last time before that was July 2011. He said that 'he knew we would be getting back together' that evening, and he figured: heavy sigh, fine! as he's hardly the sort of man to really declare any sort of attachment to anyone. Well, of a romantic capacity. He doesn't date or have casual relations. (For 17 years prior to our sexual relationship (which began December 2013) he was completely celibate, in fact. He's been rather ascetic for most of his life.)

And still -- we both shied from labels of any kind. My husband said our relationship was anything but casual, and we were trying to gloss over its significance by playing the 'friends with benefits' card, without ever saying so.

So, mid February, under the auspices of the big conjunctions, he stated -- in his understated way, of course -- that he considers me his girlfriend, and asked my permission to introduce me as such to others.

Wow!

Prior to that, it was a bit like being a companion of The Doctor. We go on mad adventures together, tackling brave new worlds and exploring vast vistas. He spends plenty of time on his own, though, and is inherently solitary by nature. Nonetheless, as he once said, 'I'd never realised I was lonely until you. You're my companion; I've never had that before. I'm starting to really like it.' Hence, the metaphor.

It was a bit tricky, playing everything so fast and loose. For the year or so before, I was always battling an anxiety that he'd just suddenly decide he couldn't continue, or didn't want to, or had realised he's better solitary. I can't recall exactly when we had a conversation that soothed my fears ... I'm going to say ... a year ago? He understood that my greatest fear was that he's so schizoid and solitary that he'd simply decide he really doesn't need anyone. And I'd always be raging quietly against that fact. Trying to break through the walls that separate him from his emotions.

It's not been easy. Slowly, but surely, as I've learnt to access my own emotions, I've helped ease him into his own. That's why, in some ways, it's the ideal metaphor. Though he's now said (as of February) that my being his girlfriend is enough for him, and the most he's ever going to have in that sense, which did certainly help me relax. He remains quite independent, and we have a couple of standing weekly engagements in which we spend time together, which remains (mostly) consistent. But he's intensely private, and we communicate most often via email if not in person. Very rarely we'll chat on the phone. It's funny, in a way, but he needs just that bit of distance; almost like the Aries MOON asserting itself just because.

posted April 17, 2015 08:37 PM            

Sweet !

http://www.true-node.com/eph0/?number=&inputNumber=447&day=1&month=4&year=2015&time=00%3A00%3A00&zone=GMT+0&interval_num=1&interval=day&lines=999&.submit=Get+Ephemeris&longitude=on

posted April 17, 2015 09:03 PM            

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Originally posted by Aubyanne:
I'll tackle this part first.

It's been complicated, to say the least. A lot of poor timing, backpedalling, and mutual distancing at times to focus on other things. For me, resolving my relationship (at least to obtain some sort of closure) with my TR, and him, transitioning into becoming a recording artist from a TV/film actor, and still passively seeking, I suppose, the companion that he felt was right for him.

After even more back-and-forth since March 2013, and his sudden admission that he still loved me, and his affections never waned, he was simply being respectfully in the background (as of October 2011), two years later, nearly to the day, 27 October 2013, he kissed me; the last time before that was July 2011. He said that 'he knew we would be getting back together' that evening, and he figured: heavy sigh, fine! as he's hardly the sort of man to [b]really declare any sort of attachment to anyone. Well, of a romantic capacity. He doesn't date or have casual relations. (For 17 years prior to our sexual relationship (which began December 2013) he was completely celibate, in fact. He's been rather ascetic for most of his life.)

And still -- we both shied from labels of any kind. My husband said our relationship was anything but casual, and we were trying to gloss over its significance by playing the 'friends with benefits' card, without ever saying so.

So, mid February, under the auspices of the big conjunctions, he stated -- in his understated way, of course -- that he considers me his girlfriend, and asked my permission to introduce me as such to others.

Wow!

Prior to that, it was a bit like being a companion of The Doctor. We go on mad adventures together, tackling brave new worlds and exploring vast vistas. He spends plenty of time on his own, though, and is inherently solitary by nature. Nonetheless, as he once said, 'I'd never realised I was lonely until you. You're my companion; I've never had that before. I'm starting to really like it.' Hence, the metaphor.

It was a bit tricky, playing everything so fast and loose. For the year or so before, I was always battling an anxiety that he'd just suddenly decide he couldn't continue, or didn't want to, or had realised he's better solitary. I can't recall exactly when we had a conversation that soothed my fears ... I'm going to say ... a year ago? He understood that my greatest fear was that he's so schizoid and solitary that he'd simply decide he really doesn't need anyone. And I'd always be raging quietly against that fact. Trying to break through the walls that separate him from his emotions.

It's not been easy. Slowly, but surely, as I've learnt to access my own emotions, I've helped ease him into his own. That's why, in some ways, it's the ideal metaphor. Though he's now said (as of February) that my being his girlfriend is enough for him, and the most he's ever going to have in that sense, which did certainly help me relax. He remains quite independent, and we have a couple of standing weekly engagements in which we spend time together, which remains (mostly) consistent. But he's intensely private, and we communicate most often via email if not in person. Very rarely we'll chat on the phone. It's funny, in a way, but he needs just that bit of distance; almost like the Aries MOON asserting itself just because.

But we enjoy it. Our time together is always productive, whether emotionally, professionally, spiritually or creatively. Sometimes we just appreciate the silence of meditating together, getting lost in each other's eyes until we're far away from here. He's an entertaining, magnanimous individual in any case -- his persona, at least. But I'm partial to when he lets his 8H SUN take over; that contemplative depth and gentle nurturance. It's wonderful to surrender to it, as it's not something I get to do otherwise.[/B]

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Wow, your impressive! I don't know how you juggle having close bonds to 3 men at once.
I can't do that. Maybe it's my Pluto attached to my Venus but I cannot let myself have feelings for more than one guy at a time. Sometimes I think it's stupid for women to expect one guy to meet our needs, that's really asking a lot of that guy. But still I can't let myself be attached to 2 guys at once...I wish I had that ability.
If a guy shows interest in me or tries to get close to it makes me mad, like I feel they are insulting the person I love! Lol
Maybe that's over dramatic or stupid but I just can't share my affections. Now that I'm genuinely feeling a solid bond with someone else....my feelings towards the TF have been weakening so much. They were already before, actually have been weakening for quite awhile but now I almost feel like i don't want any contact with him ever. I wish I could be ok with keeping his friendship.
It feels like he had his chance and he was not the right person, he was not who he could have been and it was by choice. Someone else is that guy...why would I hold onto something that was nothing. To keep his friendship feels like a slap in the face.

I know my view isn't right or wrong there isn't any right or wrong in these situations, but what I do know is all the Pluto in my chart makes me not very good at keeping close bonds with ppl who didn't appreciate me. Plus....I don't like sharing, myself, my attention or sharing anyone else, 'one on one' is all I can do! Lol

posted April 19, 2015 01:54 AM            

Finally had the chance to respond to this.

I suppose, in part, it's that I'm a very dominant person, and I always had a 'place' in my heart (and life) whether or not I even knew it, for my TF. Always. I was absolute devastated when it appeared that he couldn't allow himself to be with me. I also knew, on some strange level, that I had to marry my husband; I had to be my stepdaughter's stepmother. There just wasn't any question about it. None.

So decided upon my marriage was as much in regards to being her stepmother as it was his husband. And my TF had just broken my heart and ended our relationship, so I was ... a pale version of my usual self. A shell, as I'd earlier described. It seemed the practical move that I'd already been planning, so I went ahead and did it.

I didn't actually begin to feel married until my relationship with my TF began (and I'd ended things with my TR). It was strange how suddenly I did feel that I was finally fulfilled. I even politely explained to any potential flirtations and casual relationships (not that I can even have them -- but I certainly tried to, if just so I could) that I was happy and fulfilled with my submissive husband and dominant boyfriend. Period, paragraph. I'm lucky they were so understanding. And, frankly, my TR was always being difficult, so his hatred was nothing new. :: sigh! ::

But maintaining multiple close bonds? Ehhhhh. I suppose to an extent. They're both so entirely different. And, I'll be the first to admit that, were I really paying attention to my earlier fiction (2001-2006) it was almost inevitable that I'd find myself in such a situation -- with exactly two such men. I just never fathomed that someone like my TF even exists! As I once told my husband, 'if he can put in the effort to exist AND be together, then I can put forth the same effort to maintain it.'

I mean that, too. I feel it very strongly -- to the core of my being. (I'm extremely Plutonian as well.) My TF and I came here specifically to have this sort of complicated, taboo-breaking, culturally stigmatised relationship. As well as to bring it to life on screen, using so much metaphor and the power of story to further our understanding of the incredible force that is love -- as well as our infant, even myopic grasp of it as human beings.

He had to make the decision to change -- to, for ONCE, to NOT be the man of principle who refused to budge from adherence to them even the slightest bit. Otherwise, we'd be caught in the same multidimensional cycle of violence, misunderstanding and tragedy which we finally broke out of. And THAT is the what's truly amazing.

That we chose love. We finally, finally chose to love each other above all else.

My husband, being a companion soul and karmic partner, is clearly along for this ride due to certain lessons he needs to learn as well. Namely in the area of pride and ego. Sometimes it's VERY hard, with his being such a staunch atheist, and shaking his head and rolling his eyes at whatever isn't. Sighing heavily and saying, 'I don't want to hear it.' That even hurts.

posted April 19, 2015 01:58 AM            

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Originally posted by Peluches:
Using the event chart you posted, tVALENTINE is conjunct cVENUS (with your TF), exact, partile, and applying. No wonder.
tVALENTINE's still retrograde at 1° VIR 11' right now, and will turn direct again on Monday, at 1° VIR 10'. Then cVENUS is going back for a treat, and the rest will follow.

Sweet !

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Ah! And that's on REGULUS, too! That makes a whole lot of sense, actually. We have cJUNO-cVALENTINE, too. (Also conjunct cMERC, which is our c12R, which is always interesting.)

posted April 19, 2015 09:20 AM            

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Originally posted by athenegoddess:
I don't think its wise to be so 'sure'.

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I agree with athenegoddess.

Aubyanne, I know that your scientific mind fuels your need to have concrete answers to everything, but this new discovery is all too convenient. When a person thinks that they have all the answers, they actually close their mind to other possibilities. Who's to say that in 10, 20, 30 years you won't reunite with your "ex TF" and finally be able to have a healthy relationship? Something just doesn't sound right to me with this whole thing. You may be clearing some past karma with the Cancer, only to reunite with the other guy later.

I've never spoken up about it before, but some of the "past" issues that you've dug up in your synastry don't feel like the "past" to me. Take it or leave it, it's what my gut feeling has always been. I think maybe the sexual bond that you have with him has you wanting to believe that he is IT, because you have not been able to openly express that side of yourself to anyone else. It sounds like it's something new to both of you, as self described schizoid asexuals, and this may be the purpose of this relationship.

For whatever it's worth, I think that you should keep an open mind when it comes Twin Flames, Twin Rays, Guardians, yada yada. It's no use trying to stuff everything into labeled boxes.

posted April 19, 2015 11:03 AM            

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Originally posted by Aubyanne:
Ah! And that's on REGULUS, too! That makes a whole lot of sense, actually. We have cJUNO-cVALENTINE, too. (Also conjunct cMERC, which is our c12R, which is always interesting.)

I didn't know this, but accordingly to iQ, VALENTINE in 11H in the composite, especially conjunct cJUNO, is a very powerful marker for a lifetime relationship. Even though the composites are very different, it's strange how similar the delineations are.

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posted April 19, 2015 12:03 PM            

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Originally posted by Aubyanne :
My Twin Flame and I are two beams of the same light; complete individual beams of the same celestial, multiversal light. This can be seen by our oppositions, contraparallels, antiscion and contra-antiscion points: SUN and MOON. VENUS and MARS. EROS and PSYCHE. His NODES Huber degrees being a 0�20 match to my natal NODES. Common purpose. Joint mission. Mirror reflections of the other.

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Well, I've always wondered about these, actually. Cyril and I have oppositions, contra-parallels and contra-antiscia, but most of them involve the same planet. Still, I kept them in mind because I found a few in the Draconic Charts, which, at the time, I believed were 'soul charts'. So, the whole TF concept of 'two halves of the same soul' made sense to me then.

Geocentric

Mine :

His :

MOON-NEPTUNE (mine) opposite MOON (his) and PALLAS (mine)
MOON-NEPTUNE-MERCURY-ALMA (mine) parallel NEPTUNE (his) and contra-parallel MOON (his)

His SUN in 5H, his MOON in 2H
My SUN in 2H, my MOON in 5H

cSUN at 26° LIB 54'
cNNODE at 26° LIB 56'
cMOON at 0° SCO 25'

VENUS (mine) contra-parallel MARS (his)

Draconic

Mine :

His :

dSUN contra-parallel dSUN
dMOON contra-parallel dMOON
dMERCURY contra-parallel dMERCURY

contra-antiscion of my dSUN at 15° CAP 31' and his dSUN at 15° CAP 26'
contra-antiscion of my dMOON at 9° LIB 49' and his dMOON at 10° LIB 49'

(dMERCURY quincunx dMERCURY at 0°15' ?)

posted April 19, 2015 03:59 PM            

From the event chart, aspecting your 22-24° ARI/LIB composite placements with your twin, we also have the following :

tUNION at 24° LIB 34' rx
tAMBROSIA at 23° CAP 47'

... tAMBROSIA at 23° CAP.

tAMBROSIA.

AMBROSIA.

posted April 19, 2015 04:58 PM            

These days, it's less of the 'two halves of the same' anything, to be honest, for me. Imagine you have a twin sibling, and you're performing a puppet show together. You're controlling two characters, but they're only in charge of one. It's all improvisational and invented on the fly -- 'extempore' to use one of my favourite Victorian era terms. Say you have a general idea of what you want your puppets to do, and both characters are interacting with the one controlled by your sibling.

You, being you, have ultimate control over what your characters do; you're the author, director, performer, and actor(s). Your sibling, however, is in charge of what they choose to do, and so you don't have control over what they'll contribute to the story you're building together. You have enough of an idea of what you want your two characters to do, and a clear intention of what sort of story you want to tell with them. But your sibling may have other plans -- which completely wreck what you're trying to create.

To me, this is becoming the best analogy I can use to distinguish between twin rays and a twin flame.

The twin flame is that singular entity controlling two characters. The twin ray (or rays) are identical twins who share our DNA, but have free will, a mind of their own, and their own personality which may actually differ wildly from our own! We can reason with our twin sibling; we can explain or plead our case as to why our story is better, or it should be told this way rather than that way -- but we can't make our twin sibling do anything. They're ultimately not us, even though we're sharing so much of the same DNA, and look identical.

But our twin flame is us. We can have cognitive dissonance, and an intrapersonal conflict (a conflict between our superego and id, for example -- 'shoulder angel versus shoulder devil' is a popular illustration of such internal conflicts); we'll even develop deep self-loathing and choose self-destructive behaviour. But the key is 'self'.

Consider how we're the author of a story, for example. Oh, we can drag our characters through hell and back, but we know, ultimately, how it's going to go. ... Usually. In any sense, we're writing the story; even if some events will surprise us, it's still all coming from within us.