On Virgos and Friendship!

Something I have noticed many times in Blogland is the number of Virgos who blog – I notice this because I am one myself and I can recognise a nutty yet tortured soul when I see one.

 

Personally I don't attach much weight to the star signs but, I do own a copy of Linda Goodman's Love Signs.  The first time I perused the book was during my lonely days in the Helderberg basin where Suicide Sunday was spent at a bookshop in Somerset Mall.  Out of curiosity I picked up the hefty volume, flicked over to Virgo and started reading all about … myself.   "Oh bugger," I thought, "if anyone reads this they will know me inside and out!"  Then I hid the book behind a stack of other books, dashed to draw cash in order to whisk away this detailed explanation of myself before anyone else got hold of it.   Duh!  At that time the book had been in publication for about 600 years (slight exaggeration).  What a blonde!

 

Lately my thoughts have been pretty much all over the show but, one of the ponderings that keep oozing to the surface in my quagmire of a mind is the concept of "friendship."   And today I was wondering if my being a Virgo affects my friendships.

 

My entire life is marked by "friends" who have come and gone but the point is, most of them are no longer a part of my life.   I used to think that maybe I meet up with the dregs of humanity but now I am beginning to realise that maybe it is not them but *gasp* ME.  To substantiate my point I must go off on a bit of a tangent there.   Recently someone intelligent enough to think about it asked where does "Katt" come from.  It was a good question because I had actually forgotten and the dusty old filing cabinet in my brain marked 'My Younger Days' was opened and I remembered.   One book that made an impression on me as a child was a book of Rudyard Kipling stories, my favourite being The Cat That Walks Alone.  Even at the age of ten I could identify with that creature and I still can.   In later years, when I had to come up with a nick during my internet café days that was the first thing that popped into my head and it has stuck with me ever since.

 

So, how does this link with being a Virgo?  Well, Virgo thought patterns are different.   I would love to have been able to substantiate this point with a quote out of Linda Goodman's book but I can't find the passage.  I can't remember the story down pat either but it went something like this.   A teacher was teaching a class of young children and she drew two dots on the blackboard and asked the class what is the shortest distance between the two dots.   All the kiddies said the straight line between the two dots but the little Virgo boy put his hand up, came up with a totally different solution and proved everyone wrong.  For the life of me I cannot remember the solution but the point is this, Virgos think differently about things and almost always see things differently, not because they want to, it's just the way it is.

 

I am beginning to wonder if this is not the reason why I have been suffering from foot-in-mouth disease my entire life.   Inadvertently people are offended when something which is meant as a compliment it is taken as an insult.  Needless to say, despite many apologies later, the "insulted" turns tails and flees out of my life because "Man, she is just too weird."

 

Friendship, both giving and receiving is a totally new facet to my life.  Bizarre as it may seem I am like a baby learning to walk.   And having said that and to tune in to Shutterjane again, I have been really lucky to have made some really amazing friends because of this blog.   I have managed to stay in touch with some of my real life friends too.

 

Recently I think I offended or "freaked out" a friend by basically just being a Virgo again.  The frustration and helplessness of wanting to take the words back but being unable to felt like a panic attack.

 

To get what is really in my heart onto paper I just want to say that each and everyone of you out there who mail me, comment on my blog and who chat with me, you are the fine line between my sanity and my dementia, my happiness and my loneliness.  

 

Please be patient with me, I am learning what friendship is about with people who walk upright and don't drag their knuckles on the ground.