From time to time people ask me: "Astrology? How did you wind up doing something like that?" Not that I haven't asked myself that question a few times, but after a good chuckle I realize it is a question whose answer is far more interesting to others than it is to me. For me it's just my life, and no big deal.
Still, if you are curious about the answer to the question, then you may explore either of the following two versions of my life history, biography, or autobiography. (Right. I'm living it, but I still haven't even figured out what to call it. Tells you a little bit already, doesn't it?)
Short version. A single sentence long, but it
takes a few paragraphs to explain.
What really happened. This is derived from a poem in
the book, The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying, called Autobiography
in Five Chapters. For me it's a little more than five chapters, but maybe
that's poetic licence. Regardless, in archetypal form this sums up my