Astrology Explored

September 21, 2008
In 1987 I lived in Asheville, North Carolina with my then husband, my four year old son and my infant son, (the Scorpio who recently became a Marine). I was also being driven mad by astrology. A tarot card reader since the tender age of twelve, during the enforced bed rest of the last pregnancy I took up a solitary study of astrology, to deepen my understanding of the tarot. Being an Aquarian, anytime I started to study something as soon as I got the gist of it, I’d drop it. So I didn’t expect to get more than a basic understanding of the art, just enough to punch up my skill level with the tarot. But for astrology this wasn’t to be the case. I felt literally driven to study the science of the stars each and every day. As any astrology student knows, there is only so far you can get on solitary study and I felt I was floundering.

In my favorite bookstore in Asheville, where I purchased my books for my solitary study, there was a flyer for a presentation of the channeled Ramtha teachings, then one of the hottest tickets in new age circles. The woman who put together the gathering was Barbara Morales, an astrologer. After attending several meetings at her house over the Ramtha material I found out she had an astrology class and I asked if I could attend. She seemed doubtful at first. She told me it was a midlevel class. The people she taught had attended her classes for several years. Actually I learned later that the core group of her class was part of karmic group of people who moved with her from New Jersey to Asheville just four years before. Nevertheless she agreed I could come and check out the class. “When the student is ready, the teacher appears,” Barbara said.

During the first few classes, Barbara presented some quizzes on astrology, all of which I did well on. In a sort of cosmic collusion I was reading Stephen Forrest’s “The Inner Sky” which seemed to match lesson for lesson the quizzes Barbara was giving. After about a month of these quizzes, Barbara seemed satisfied that I could keep up with the class and the quizzes stopped, nary to return during the rest of the time I was with the class which was until I left to return to Connecticut in 1990.

During this time Barbara helped me to move into fluency with my astrology, past the cobbled cookbook representations we all start with to being able to synthesize the energy patterns and articulate them to the client. It is with appreciation that I remember that time, because without Barbara I would not be the astrologer I am today. I am sure many of her students would say the same thing.

Though I had lost touch with Barbara in the ensuring years, recently I got back in touch with her and let her know that I was working this blog and writing a weekly column. She wrote a warm response and I looked forward to keeping up an email correspondence with her.

This was not to be. Just two months after she wrote me, Barbara passed rather quickly and unexpectedly. She was 79. An extraordinary person, she was one of the legions of everyday astrologers who worked and taught not for fame, money or self aggrandizement, but for the enlightenment of the souls who came her way,

Until next time, Barbara, you will be missed here on the earth plane.