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I don't have a parade of college degrees marching after my name in well-ordered columns, nor an impressive portfolio of published books and articles to brag about, or a collection of medals and trophies adorning the walls of my salon. I can say, though, that I became an Eagle Scout in 1956, and earned an Official High School Diploma in 1958. But by the time I got out of high school, I had decided that becoming a failure was the best I could hope for, and succeeded very well at that.

After high school I went to college for a while, then joined the Navy, worked in the nursery and landscape business for a dozen years, went down to Old Mexico and taught English, sailed off the coast of Texas fishing for shrimp, worked as a carpenter and builder, supervised an orphanage, directed an urban renewal project in the barrio, drove a taxicab for many years in many places, and rode the range singing Get Along Little Dogie for a time. My life has been that of a tumbleweed, bouncing hither and yon depending on which way the wind was blowing on any given day. Yesterday I discovered what I want to be when I grow up: a writer.

In 1972 I was walking down a blazing hot sidewalk in Mexico, and passed the open door of a little bookshop. I had some time on my hands so I walked in.. There in front of me, on one of those rotating-column sorts of wire bookracks, was a book on astrology. I bought it and my life was forever transformed.

Astrology is magic. Two of the definitions for that word found in my old Funk & Wagnalls seem particularly fitting: ...foresight of natural events through supernatural agencies, and mysteriously impressive; beautiful. Of course astrology does not rely on the supernatural for its powers, and I often think that insight would be a nicer word than foresight; be that as it may, the art is surely mysteriously impressive and beautiful. After 35 years of casting and reading horoscopes, I still stand in awe of its uncanny accuracy and profundity. Nowadays I seldom do a "reading" or make a prediction; rather, I think that the mysteriously beautiful art of astrology finds its highest use as a tool for teaching the great truths of this marvelous creation we are all a part of. It is a magical window that opens onto the mysteries of the universe, and lets the light of God shine through into the sometimes dark room of our soul.

I have much more time behind me than I do before me. When I grow up, I will become a writer on astrology, and share with my friends here on Earth the wonderful mysteries of the Heaven above.