Chapter 1

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1 Revenge is a dish best served cold, or so it’s been said in many cultures and in various ways. I’m not sure I agree. I’ve always imagined that impulse arising from a hot cauldron of bubbling poisonous hatred, an anger nurtured and folded in upon itself for so long its force is a volcanic eruption. Hot, Plutonian, exploding from the depths of the psyche. If I want to be honest, I’d have to admit to falling prey to the desire for revenge upon mine enemies as well, however transitory those adversaries might be. Lord knows I have my share of Pluto-ruled Scorpio in my chart, but in the final analysis I am a Sagittarian, able to eventually rise above all those deep and murky impulses, however painful that process might be. And like a good little girl, I give myself a whacking self-righteous pat on the back for doing so. My name is Julia Bonatti. Julia Elizabeth Bonatti and I’m an astrologer. I study natal charts. I contemplate character. I analyze things to death and always wonder what makes people tick. What drives a person to an act of revenge? And how to spot that in a natal chart? After all, revenge isn’t a planet or a house or an aspect. It’s not even an emotion, like clear hatred. It’s a reaction borne of perceived injury and humiliation. Looking back now, little did I think my life could become forfeit to someone else’s need for retaliation, for a transgression I never committed nor knew of, just because I was sticking my nose in the wrong place at the wrong time. As they say…no good deed….
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