Three little pigs

Nigel Baden-Clay is quoted as saying that the family relocated to Australia, as it was a safer place to live.  In a general sense I can understand this, however I came to wondering what does ‘safety’ mean to this man. The Baden-Clay family were not refugees, freeing a war zone or an unstable regime.

There is a history of relocation with Nigel Baden-Clay and his family when there has been political change.  In 1972 when the independent country, Zambia (ex British colony, Northern Rhodesia) looked like they were going to close the borders with their colonial neighbour Rhodesia, the Baden-Clay family moved south.  Their eldest son, Gerard Baden-Clay was just two years old.

When Rhodesia (Zimbabwe) gained independence from Britain, they ‘upped sticks’ again and moved to Australia in late 1980. The colonial life was coming to an end in Africa. Uranus is the planet ruling these political changes and also the indicator of moving home in a horoscope wheel.

In August 1980 Uranus was 20 degrees Scorpio; transiting the Midheaven of Nigel Baden-Clay.

This transit indicates the immediacy for change, both in the career sector of the 10th house and also mirroring for the cusp of the 4th house, relocating the home.  His wife Elaine was being pushed even harder.  The Uranus transit was in quindecile aspect to both her natal Sun and Uranus.  She was compulsive to the point of obsessive about change.  It was time to go.

As to the safety element, that does not show in the horoscope wheels of the parents of the accused, Gerard Baden-Clay.  Nigel Baden-Clay’ natal Sun is in Aquarius (the ruling planet being Uranus); change should not be difficult for him. Both he and his wife have Uranus ruling their Ascendant. Why did the head of this family need to move in order to feel safe?

Independence, for an emerging nation was, in these two African countries, a separation from the ‘mother country’; from Britain.  Perhaps the young Nigel Clay suffered separation anxiety from his mother when he was sent off to boarding school as a child. The independence of his homeland would be enough to ‘set off’ any childhood anxiety concerns.   Unfortunately, we are not privy to information in this regard.

Another alternative might be that they felt under threat of being thrown off their land, which is the reasoning of some colonials for their migration, however an insurance salesman would not have been in an agricultural environment in all likehood. Was his first house made of straw and his second of wood perhaps?

For safety to be the motivator, we need to look elsewhere; ask more probing questions. Why not relocate for reasons such as ‘to have a better life’ or that ‘the economic opportunities were greater in such-and-such a place.’

To feel unsafe is a primal fear; a fear worthy of our exploration. It becomes part of the parenting model and is usually carried forward from the experiences of the parent or parents either as children themselves, or as part of their life experiences.  It is passed on to their children, who then need to process it into their own lives.

Is this a personal fear of Nigel Baden-Clay’s or a fear of nigelaine (husband and wife combination)?  What is the fear based on?

The family relocated from Africa to Australia in the last quarter of 1980.  Nigel Baden-Clay was 37 years old; wife Elaine was 36; eldest son was 10; daughter, 7 and the youngest, Adam was just about to turn 5.

This is the family unit, which crossed the Indian Ocean to arrive in Perth, Western Australia; who travelled east across the country to join fellow ex-pats in Melbourne for 8 months, before heading north to the Sunshine State.  The 1981 census had only 600 ex-Zimbabwe migrants living in Melbourne.  There had not been a mass-migration to our shores.

In astrological terms, safety relates to the Moon.  A child is safe in their mother’s arms or hidden in her skirts.  The Moon across many cultures is The Mother.  Despite the fact that the father is physical protector and usually the bread-winner, mother usually provides the psychological security for a small child.

In astrology, the zodiac sign connected to the Moon is Cancer, the 4th sign of the zodiac.  That is after Aries, Taurus and Gemini.  Being the 4th sign, Cancer is the natural ruler of the 4th house, the family; the hearth.  Of course, we don’t all have Cancer ruling our 4th house and so there are often more reigning needs in relation to our home-life.  All these variables are what make the patchwork of our lives so interesting.

We know already that Cancer is a water sign; that I’m always going on about go-with-the-flow and how Cancer is a river. Well Cancer has lots more jobs to do of course and one of them is security.  Think in terms of the crab itself. The symbol for the zodiac sign of Cancer is a crab.  This precious little crustacean carries it’s house around with it; the shell is it’s security; it believes it is vulnerable without it; that it has no thick skin to protect it etc. etc.

If the ‘Three Little Pigs’ story left an impact on you when you were little, you can bet your little piggy-bank, that the zodiac sign Cancer plays a significant role in your horoscope!

When we look at the natal horoscope for Nigel Baden-Clay, we note that the zodiac sign of Cancer is at the cusp of the 6th house and that the planet Jupiter, is also in the 6th house, in Cancer.

We know that Jupiter inflates whatever it touches and the 6th house is an individual’s attitude towards work. That’s not the line of work, nor the work itself, but the attitude towards work. This man sees security as being earned by the day-to-day work ethic; he is a ‘work-horse.’

Jupiter is a major player in this man’s horoscope.  Jupiter holds his corner up in the water element ‘grand trine’ of Cancer, Pisces and Scorpio. The other corners of the triangle are Venus in the 1st house and his Midheaven (cusp of the career house). When we have a ‘grand trine’ in a horoscope, we have a self-serving, self-sufficient unit.  Stressed, the crab would retreat into his shell and focus on his work; close the office door; hide in his den.

An astrological ‘grand trine’ usually sits quietly in our lives as seen by others, until we are put under stress. This is the resource that enables individuals to get through difficult emotional periods in their lives without cracking at the seams or falling apart.  As to which element it is in (water, earth, fire or air), determines how the individual handles the stress.

Being in the element of water indicates that, when under stress, Nigel Baden-Clay appears to be very calm and detached from the drama being played out; the drama that his life is at the moment; that his eldest son stands accused of murdering his wife and is in remand; that number-one-son is locked up in the Arthur Gorrie Correctional Facility.

A psychologist will join with an astrologer to tell you that retreating into a grand trine; or a crab’s shell; or denial is only superficial to the human psyche; it is just skin deep. The stress will be bouncing off the walls of the trine internally.

A therapist will add here, that being in the realm of emotions (the astrological water element), we can expect to see skin eruptions, eczema, dermatitis and such, starting to surface. The toxins will find a release – if not through the skin, then the individual’s water-works will break down. Look out prostate!

The body processes, what the mind cannot.

From an astrological point of view, Nigel Baden-Clay’s idea of security is driven by his work ethic, whereas when we refer to the nigelaine bi-wheels we see that the motivator to relocate for safety reasons is more likely driven by his wife (her Moon’s in the 5th house); a maternal reigning need for the security of her children.

If he were not a husband and father, astrology indicates that Nigel Baden-Clay would have not left the African continent, but that’s not the lot he drew from the barrel.  That’s not how the dice fell.

Unless we are dealing with a man who fears the political change (pigs and wolves curdle the custard I’m told), in my opinion this is not a man who would allow his wife’s words, we are relocating for a safer place to live, to speak through him.  That Aries Moon of his would not allow it.  He is bwana!

Perhaps Nigel Baden-Clay felt the need to hide his real intentions of wanting to leave the newly independent, Zimbabwe. I have to ask, “What’s wrong with declaring that the move is driven by a desire for ‘a better economic future’ for your family?”  We turn to astrology for an answer.

Aha! It’s the trickster at work again. Oh heavens to Betsy, Nigel just leave off with the damn Gemini act will you?

 Note: You have to run with the wolves sometimes, in order to understand the wolf model.  Tricksters are no different.

Bwana has both Uranus and Saturn in Gemini in his horoscope.  Why am I not surprised?

The relocation agenda is Uranus and the Saturn is the authoritarian.  So in Nigel Baden-Clay’s model of the world, this is a ‘tricky’ situation.

For an astrological interpretation, we can propose that the (Saturn) authorities eg. Australian immigration, may ‘get tricky’ if he were to declare anything other than that ‘Australia would be a safer place to live’ in his application.   His Aries Moon would not be prepared to run the risk of refusal of the application and nor would the 1st house Sun; his ego.

Remember this is also a man who believes he is above the law… very tricky.

As to Uranus’ input – well that’s the change of residence; the move.  That would have to be tricky in some way as well.  We don’t know, although it’s bound to be in some way related to the completion of the forms or the interview. With Gemini’s ruling planet being Mercury, we know that Mercury’s agenda is always about communication. Porky pies perhaps?

More on bwana

What is a marriage enhancement facilitator?  Nigel Baden-Clay, father of the accused Gerard Baden-Clay prides himself as being just that – big-game hunter, conservationist and marriage enhancement facilitator.  What?  Whose eyes are you trying to slip the wool over?  Big-game hunter and conservationist! That’s got to be an oxymoron before we even start.  Alarm bells are sounding; watch out for the banana skins!

What a gift!  Nigel Baden-Clay has the audacity to refer to himself as a marriage enhancement facilitator. Maybe that’s part of the conservationist tag and I should give him the benefit of the doubt.  Perhaps if he put it around the other way – big-game hunter, marriage enhancement facilitator and conservationist, I might have been more likely to be sympathetic to his cause, but no that would be worse wouldn’t it, as it turns out.

I bet some fancy PR person dreamed up that title ‘marriage enhancement facilitator’.  Reminds me of the ‘sanitary engineers’ tag and political correctness gone mad.  In my day they were marriage guidance counselors and garbo’s (garbage collectors for the uninitiated), but hey who am I to criticise some PR person earning a quid.  It’s the inflated egos who actually believe that the title gives them power that are a worry.

Some individuals, given the label, actually believe that they have been given the power to hold over others, rather than be empowered themselves. We already know that Bwana is likely to be a law unto himself.  He would be likely to ‘improve’ on any guidelines he was given.  So let’s unpeel the banana; unpack the label of marriage enhancement facilitator and see how he might have processed it.  Sliced, mashed, or chomped?

I can already see a group of PR people sitting around the table, brainstorming.  The whiteboard is clean and ready to go; butcher’s paper is covering the communal altar; pens and pencils all lined up; electric sharpener at every corner. The facilitator writes the first word on the board – marriage.

We all know what that means as marriage is such a popular pastime, it’s a given demographic of its own. Most of us do it, don’t we?  There’s a bucket load of customers under that label, marriage; we don’t need to hustle up any more; there’s no need to reinvent the word.   Marriage is underscored with a solid black marker. It stays.

Guidance – we’re not in the Girl Guides anymore, we’re all grown up and besides who wants to be led along by a rope, not me. Sounds too much like the blind leading the blind.  Can’t we come up with something better?   Enhancement is an interesting word. Why can’t we use that instead?  If we put the two words together it opens up a whole new market.  Marriage enhancement makes it to the top of the list.

I look at it for a moment, hmm.  The combination of marriage and enhancement has sexual connotations.  Surely no-one would accept that combination, would they?  That’s just too obvious isn’t it?  Penis enhancement? Breast enhancement?   Some would think  – hey if the marriage is rocky, we just need to improve the sex don’t we?  And the word enhancement is all about size isn’t it?  Oh yes, that will appeal across the board.

We preach quality, but what everyone wants these days is, quantity.  More is better, better, best and more sex sells to every target demographic; hits the bulls-eye.  You’re right.  Keep enhancement – we can always plead innocent and just say we want to make it ‘all better’; be mummy and put on a band-aid.  Or we could even be a tad righteous and say that we will make the marriage ‘get better’, as in healed.  I get my proposal across – marriage enhancement gets the tick of approval. Underscore!

So what else?  Counselor sounds too much like there’s a psychologist involved; that there is something wrong with me. There’s also that sneaky little ‘sell-or’ on the end of the word.  We need to disguise that selling bit. The public is also starting to get wise about accreditations.  You only need to do a weekend workshop these days to hang out a shingle as a counselor.  How about a facilitator?

Now that’s just facile!  I know, but it sounds good and giving someone the title of facilitator gets all those wanna-be teachers in – another lot who haven’t got any accreditation.  Controllers, you mean! Yeah, someone who wants to be out the front as the centre of attention; at the whiteboard with a big stick; probably a bwana type person telling us how to be a success at the marriage game.  I win! Up on the whiteboard and underscored, are the three words Marriage Enhancement Facilitator.

Well that credibility went straight out the window for Nigel Baden-Clay didn’t it. Doesn’t say much for the course he did and claimed to be a director of. There’s another sneaky PR thing.  When you read the word, director you think someone is a director of a company, when in fact it was just another one of those fancy PR titles.  Baden-Clay senior claims to have held a directorship of an Australia-wide public company and religious organisation, which was de-registered in 2004.  I don’t think much of their PR team, so I’m not surprised it didn’t survive.

2004?  That was just in time for Bwana to change his shoes and jacket.  He’d struck gold. Number One son was on the rise and gave daddy a gold jacket to wear.   Onward, Christian soldiers.

Nigel Baden-Clay continued to refer to himself as a marriage enhancement facilitator right up to and including the aftermath of his son’s failure at marriage; beyond his son’s failure at being counseled by a marriage guidance counselor. Even after the murder of Number-One son’s wife Allison; the murder which his son, Gerard Baden-Clay stands accused of.  Have you no humility at all?

You entertained your son’s mistress in your home for four years during Gerard Baden-Clay’s marriage; as he made babies in the marriage bed. How’s that for high moral standards and upholding the tradition of marriage? Did you change the meaning of marriage vows to suit, as well?

After your son’s wife has been murdered you have acted as a go-between for your philandering son and his mistress. They have to ‘lay low for a while’, he says.  Now he stands accused of his wife’s murder. How far are you prepared to go?  Your role as a mentor, one would hope, is over.

How did this man, Nigel Baden-Clay come to see himself as a possible mentor for those whose marriages were in turmoil?  Let’s take a look at his astrological horoscope for clues as he appears to be a classic case for us all to learn from.

Have you ever heard of Chiron?  No, it’s not a planet; not a star either. Depending on which camp of astronomer’s you’re sitting with, Chiron is a planetoid, an asteroid, a comet or all three.

Chiron was not named until 1977 despite being around as a blip on the radar screen for more than a hundred years. In 1988 it suddenly became much brighter and therefore of more interest to astronomers. Then two years later it grew a tail. Have I peaked your interest? Did someone mention size or was it the bit of tail that worked?

Out there in our solar system, there are heaps of asteroids.  We usually only get to hear of them in the movies when the Earth is under threat from an asteroid crashing through our atmosphere and creating terror; one of our primal fears, annihilation.  But that aside, the Main Asteroid Belt is situated between Mars and Jupiter, whereas the Centaur group of asteroids is one more step farther away from the Sun. Their territory is between Jupiter and Neptune.

If you’re on my page, you’ll already be thinking, “Hey that’s not between a rock and a hard place, that’s between inflation (Jupiter) and fantasy (Neptune)!”

To reach the exalted status of a Centaur is beyond 99.9% of the asteroids banging around out there and creating as much impact as they can. In order to be classified as a Centaur, an asteroid’s orbit must cross the orbit of a major planet. Whether a Centaur completes this orbit erratically or not is irrelevant, we’re told.  So they can wobble their way around, that’s okay just as long as they get there.

Funny mob, these astronomers.  They must all sit around reading the Greek myths in their spare time, as that’s exactly how Centaurs behaved in ancient times; a rough and rowdy mob of mercenaries who created as much havoc as they could.  Boozed up on fermented berries and mead, they’d get the wobbles up as well.

In modern times, since we’ve had the technology to follow the paths of these asteroids, ‘2060 Chiron’ was observed to have fulfilled the criteria; ticked all the boxes. In mythology Chiron is the mentor of the Centaurs, so that’s probably how the asteroid was named.  As to the ‘ko’ symbol, that would be in honour of the discoverer, astronomer Charles Kowal.

The last time Chiron came anywhere near a major planet was about 1,300 years ago when it crossed Saturn’s path, millions of miles away from any impact threat. The next intersection is due with Uranus and again the planet will be far away from any threat of contact.  We don’t need to pack our bags yet as the diameter is just 240kms and it travels at less than 8kms per hour.  We have time to turn to astrology.

We can see the symbol for Chiron conjunct the nodal axis, in the zodiac sign of Leo and in the seventh house of the horoscope for Nigel Baden-Clay. The Sun is opposite in the first house and also conjunct the opposite node.

We can see immediately how Bwana was drawn to this ‘calling’. Chiron conjunct the nodal axis is a misguided need (inflated fantasy) to be a ‘healer’ in the public arena; we are in the seventh house of public relationships (marriage) however we are in Leo – that’s risky for a start – a sunny disposition yes, but we have lions and pride going on under the surface.  Look out for the roar, if you don’t do what he says.

Having the Sun-Node conjunction in opposition brings the ego into the fray.  In essence the ego is meant to learn from the mirror that Chiron holds up and heal thyself, however if we are to look at the nurturing aspect of this man, he has not heeded his mentor, Chiron.

In astrology Chiron is acknowledged as the ‘wounded healer’.  As soon as I read the story of Nigel Baden-Clay and the marriage enhancement facilitator tag, I knew that Chiron was bound to be in the picture.  To be a marriage guidance counselor is a healing role and we have a man here who apparently lacks the humility needed to be a healer. That’s Chiron’s job.

Many a person is attracted to that, which they need to learn.  Chiron is the major indicator in horoscopes of such individuals. If you were in his shoes, you would have to ask yourself, why would I, an insurance salesman, be drawn to wanting to be a marriage enhancement facilitator?  That fell on deaf ears; the ego won that round.

Cheiron is a Greek word that translates as ‘hand.’ Think chiropractic, a hands-on therapy or cheiromancy – palm reading; or even as the centerpiece on the logo of the American College of Veterinary Surgeons Foundation.  Yes, Chiron gets around, folks.  In mythology he is half man-half horse. The British Army Veterinary Corps’ badge is also Chiron at his best; a nice twist, I might add – the human-animal mix held in high esteem in a healing modality.

Grouping Chiron with the Centaurs was an error in judgment by the astronomers, I believe. It was assumed that because Chiron was half man-half horse, he must be the same as the Centaurs, who are also half man-half horse.   It looks like a Centaur therefore it must be a Centaur.  They skipped the bit about ‘acts like a Centaur’.

Chiron’s origins are far removed from the rough and ready lifestyle of the Centaurs in Greek mythology.  He always held a soft spot for them, however his DNA was different.

Chiron’s origin in mythology is the result of a union between the God Saturn, who was off chasing a bit of tail and a heavenly beauty. This is before Saturn grew that long beard and started wearing hooded robes and carrying a sickle.  He was a young buck at one stage.  He fancied one of Neptune’s daughters, Philyra who was a married woman, but that wasn’t going to stop this chap. He was one of the Gods wasn’t he!

Philyra made a bad decision in her attempt to avoid his advances.  She morphed into a mare and galloped off towards the sunset and freedom.  Not one to let a filly slip through his bit, Saturn did the obvious and morphed as well.  The stallion had his way with her, as you would expect. Just another conquest to him.

Pregnant and outcast by her husband, Philyra did it tough giving birth to a beast. Half man, half horse, Chiron’s only blessing was a gentle nature. His mother loved him still and trained him in the healing arts.

Chiron has the most wonderful reputation as the wise-hearted, most generous and kindest of characters in mythology. He holds the knowledge of herbal medicines, of music and the hunt. Among his teachers were Apollo and Artemis and his oracular skills were widely sought after. When there was trouble at Delphi, the Gods would turn to him. He is known to have mentored Achilles; to have taught Asclepius the skills of surgery and many, many others too. He was kindly to the travelers on the Argo, Jason and the Argonauts. The testimonies go on and on.

Hercules plays a starring role in the continuing saga of Chiron for, during a skirmish with a rowdy bunch of Centaurs – who were all scattering and heading for the hills at the time, Hercules carelessly wounded his friend and mentor, Chiron.  It wasn’t a deliberate act, but unfortunately the arrows Hercules had chosen to use on this particular day were coated with the blood of the monster Hydra and Hercules accidentally wounded Chiron in the knee. Arrows coated with the blood of the Hydra, as we would all know, are bound to cause painful wounds that will never heal.

And being an immortal, Chiron having a wound that would never heal, was a serious problem. He would never be able to heal from the wound caused by Hercules, and being immortal he could never die; caught between a rock and a hard place.

It is always interesting to note that people with Chiron in tension aspects in their horoscopes, invariably have a problem with their knees and suffer joint pain.

Thunderbolts out of the blue

We leave the planet Mars and travel to the next space station; the fifth rock out from the Sun – Jupiter. This planet is a gas giant with the size, its mass, one-thousandth that of the Sun.  He’s a big boy our Jupiter. Is ‘he’ a gentle giant or a bully?

In mythology, Jupiter is a Roman god; Thor, another form; his Greek equivalent is known as Zeus.  Now Zeus, my friends, was a philanderer of the first magnitude!  Not only was he the boss of the Olympiad; married to his sister (small gene pool in those days); but he also had his ‘pick of the bunch’.  A hedonist to the max, he grabbed every cherry he could lay his hands on.

How could we forget the guises Zeus put on to seduce the beauties. One day he morphed as a swan, seducing Leda, wife of the king of Sparta; another as a bull raping the drop-dead gorgeous, Princess Europa; and then he even had the audacity to come down as a shower of golden rain to impregnate Danae, mother of Perseus. We have to give Zeus some points for creativity, but hey man, not in our face!  Please, enough is enough.

The planet Jupiter is a ‘less in your face’ sort of planet in comparison with the personal planets. Placed in the nest of our solar system a little farther from the Sun than the personal planets of Mercury, Venus and Mars, psychologically Jupiter is more about our place in the world, our social and cultural domain.

This planet’s orbit takes 11.86 years to go around the Sun, so about every twelve years of our lifespan Jupiter repeats his performance.  I tend to think of Jupiter in benign terms – the jovial, jolly green giant, lucky and optimistic, but there’s always another side of course. Jupiter is the largest planet in our solar system with an equally ‘ginormous’ swell of hot air swirling around.  Jupiter determines whether our life journey will be smooth or rocky, whether we’ll be stingy or generous, how the dice will fall. We are indeed in the lap of the gods.

A surprising number of ‘bad’ boys (and girls) are born under the planetary placement of Jupiter in Scorpio. We only have to look to the stars of celebrity and the Jupiter in Scorpio cycle to confirm this.  Elvis had Jupiter in Scorpio.  Now he was a man with animal magnetism, however Gerard Baden-Clay is no Elvis Presley.  Wash my mouth out with soap putting those two in the same sentence, but you get my drift.

The accused has more than just Jupiter in Scorpio. He has an afflicted Jupiter in the sense that it is conjunct to Venus with both in the Scorpio zodiac.  The two (Venus and Jupiter) swing back and forth unable to disengage completely.  The philanderer always has that animal magnetism and temptation on the carousel, however Venus is on the show ride with him. She’s there for the ride, to the very end.

Apart from these two sharing the same space there are no other hard aspects to Jupiter in the natal chart for the accused apart from the opposition to his MC and his house of career prospects.  He’d have been far better off working in an environment without the temptation of sexual philandering, but then again where there’s a will there’s a way.

If we look at the Solar Arc progression for the accused at the age of 41 (add 41degrees to all planets and compare to the natal wheel), we have Mercury progressed to conjunct with his natal Jupiter; Moon progressed to square Jupiter from the right and the midpoint of Sun/Moon is ever present (he’s never out of the focus of these two) – all of which would aggravate the underlying issue.

Hera (Zeus’ wife) is on to him; his parents know all; Mercury has been caught running messages between the lovers and the Sun has turned up the wick on the lantern.  I can almost hear the hiss of the fuse, can’t you?

Just one more step before we hurl some thunderbolts. On the fateful night of 19 April, 2012 the Sun is in the heavens above us at 29degrees Aries. This is directly opposite to these pair (Venus and Jupiter) in the natal wheel. The Sun is at the zenith of the accused’s natal chart; high noon; mirroring the whole entangled mess straight back in his face. The timing could not have been more precise.

Now for a little karmic input by Jupiter – the nature element at play; the paper trail which Zeus has left for us.

Mother of the accused, Elaine Baden-Clay has her natal Jupiter at 17degrees Leo exactly conjunct to her son, the accused Gerard Baden-Clay’s ascendant (rise) at 17degrees Leo.  (The ascendant is the constellation at the horizon at the time of an individual’s birth.)

Father of the accused, Nigel Baden-Clay has his natal Sun at 20degrees Aquarius, in direct opposition to his wife’s Jupiter (her mirror) and conjunction to the descendant (fall) of the accused. (The descendant is the constellation setting at the time of an individual’s birth.)

However that mix is another story for another day.

Leo and his pride

With Leo as the constellation of stars on the horizon at the time of Gerard Baden-Clay’s birth, his personality was set. The ascendant of his horoscope wheel is 17degrees Leo.  The Sun is the ruler of the zodiac sign of Leo and so the well known traits were there all ready for him to tuck into his old kit bag – a sunny disposition; an upturned round-ish face reflecting the Sun; a mane of golden hair (going bald just would not do for a Leo);  his little chest puffed out with pride. How could it all go wrong?

Lions and Pride, that’s what went wrong.  Leo personalities live with the ‘pride’ image up on the wall. Some discard it all as a lot of old cods wallop; a load of rot. Others have it drilled into them, especially if they have overly-proud parents as their nurturers.

In my opinion, British colonialism has a lot to answer for in this regard…  Pride was exploited to the ‘enth degree. Do I need to make a list of the exploitation of the lion in symbolism? I doubt it.

Maintaining a pride of lionesses – a wife and three daughters could have fulfilled that dream for Gerard Baden-Clay. Was he excessively proud?  Probably.  Spending the first ten years of his life in Africa does not make him a lion. The accused equates himself with the lion a bit too much, me thinks.

Pride and curses and revenge fill many a mythological story of the ancient Greeks and Romans. Let me share Homer’s story about when the Sun became enthralled by Venus, but before I do, a little background:

The planet Venus is that first bright star we see in the sky every evening and also the last star we see before the Sun rises.  We call them the Evening Star and the Morning Star, however in reality both stars are the planet, Venus.

The story is relevant to our purposes here, as the personality of Gerard Baden-Clay is bound up with the Leonine Sun; Venus is his Achilles heel and the planet Mars in the heavens on the night of 19 April, 2012 was in exact alignment by conjunction to his natal Mars.

Mars will be the subject of my next post, but for now though, we have the lion by the tail and there is no way I am going to let go.  And so to the other tale:

As the morning and evening star, Venus was most likely the first and last thing the Sun saw before retiring for the night so who could blame him (the Sun) for blurring the separation at nightfall, taking the vision of Venus with him into his dreams.

The Sun often rose too soon and Venus would have slipped away, sometimes he rose too late to catch sight of her and often he sank beneath the ocean at the end of the day, lingering to look upon her beauty.  The Sun became enthralled by Venus.

One morning as two lovers dallied as they tend to do, the Sun caught sight of their embrace. Revealed, the object of his love Venus, was entwined with Mars, the God of War. Pride raised the hackles on the back of his neck. His mane bristled. The Sun was not going to put up with this – Venus was… a married woman!

We are not told of the affairs of Venus in the modern era, however she was married to the god, Vulcan. We know of Vulcan as the Roman God of Fire (think volcanoes and black-smiths).

The Sun had loved the married Venus from afar, as a gentleman would, whereas Mars had seduced his Venus under the cover of darkness, a cowardly act in the Sun’s eyes. Curses simmered under his fiery breath. His chest puffed out with pride. He became indignant.

Seething with jealousy, the Sun contrived to betray his rival by sending word to the husband of Venus of the affair. Her husband, Vulcan flushed with rage when he heard the news and planned a way to ensnare the lovers.

Vulcan heaved his great anvil into its place, and began to forge a chain mesh with the skill of his blacksmith’s hands. A mesh so fine that not even a god would be aware of its presence.  Vulcan had not wasted his time at Arachne’s feet where he had learned the skill of the weaver.  With the fine net woven and set up to respond to the lightest touch, the slightest movement, Vulcan secured the mesh over the marriage bed. He set his snare.

Casually announcing that he had been called away to Lemnos, Vulcan left his palace only to return by a side door. Venus, in her lust, hastened to send word to her lover, Mars that an opportunity was theirs for a further tryst.  Mars threw caution to the wind and rushed to her embrace.

As the lovers entwined on the marriage bed, the trap was sprung, hauling them both into the air.  Enmeshed Venus and Mars’ coupling was exposed, thus making a fine tale and much merriment for the Olympian theatre.

Venus did not forgive the Sun for exposing her, causing him much unhappiness in the domain of love.

‘Tis not a good idea to mess with the affairs of Venus.

What has all this got to do with Gerard Baden-Clay?  On 19 April, 2012 the Sun in the sky was conjunct his M.C, the mid-heaven of the accused’s birth wheel; directly opposite to his Venus and in hard square aspect to transiting Mars as he rushes headlong towards his fate.