Ever wondered if the stars could really lock down your wedding date as tightly as your in-laws’ approval? Well, buckle up, because today we’re diving deep into a tale where astrology, Catholic traditions, and a very stubborn cosmic algorithm collide like Mercury in retrograde on steroids. Imagine planning not just one but two weddings—one under the watchful eyes of the Church, and another ordained by the strict edicts of the cosmos itself. Mix in a family saga that’s as tangled as a Scorpio’s secrets, and you’ve got a story about soulmates, disrupted destinies, and the battle for metaphysical consent that feels heavier than Saturn sitting in your seventh house. So, what happens when the grand design clashes with human chaos—and an all-powerful algorithm trying to jam your true love’s frequency? Let’s unpack that cosmic riddle, shall we? LEARN MORE
Eavesdrop.
“…I have only presented the tip of the iceberg around the depth and seriousness of our agreement. For example, I consulted an astrologer for a wedding date, the instruction was – locked down. No way out! We got married on that date, but then decided to get married again in the Catholic church. This required me to go to nine months of classes to become formally Catholic. I did this. We locked this down every way we could. We were fixing the time line.
Check this: My husband was Catholic when we met and actually, so was I, in that I was baptized Catholic when I was a baby. My father was Catholic… he met my mother, a rural girl, riding her horse to school, they were 21 and 15. My mother was married, had become Catholic and had her first baby @ 16. So were were to be a Catholic family. In fact, while I was getting my arm broken, my oldest sister was in 6th grade in Catholic school!
Moving to the desert was the end of that. I never went to mass in my life or knew anything about it. But my husband was very studied, even as a teen. I kept telling him I wasn’t Catholic.
“Were you baptized?”
“Yes.”
“Then you’re Catholic”.
It was maddening for me. He was fine. He’s a know-it-all and of course he was right about what he was saying. But he was talking to my hologram. He assumed, Italian, Catholic, baptized – check! I could not get to him to see the issues I had with my father to save my life. I cannot have a Catholic wedding with my father… I really tried to mastermind this. Can you fake a Catholic wedding, lol. I asked around, in the bar! NO, Elsa. You cannot.
Anyway, the point is, in my husband’s belief system, our souls we meant for each other. We were destined to meet. The set up is very clear. Both Catholic, age is right, attraction is there. The families all line up. Many, many things. God / the Universe or what have you, has this design, but my father interfered. He disrupted the grand design. Well.. he’s a psychopath.
Further so are the people who run this world, and they do the same as my father on a grand scale. It’s quite lowly, if you ask me, even if supposedly, “elite” (howls laughing). But back to consent; my husband and I both knew we had to do this; and we both threw down, 100%.
The machine discussed this, but left out the “elite” bit. I was not going to let that slide.
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