So, what season of my life am I in, again?

28, almost 29. Is that late spring, early summer, summer...what? I feel like I should know this, but I don't.

As someone who is 57, I would see that as spring, neither late nor early--but that is what it would work out to in my own life. Do you feel that you are at a turning point?

both happening for me right now. I don't know. Just at the moment, I actually feel like I'm getting the opportunity to take an unexpected detour into hedonistic abandon before returning to my real work.

Late Spring, is what I would say, but that's me.

Day-um, that takes me back to when I was your age! That was EXACTLY the way I spent my very late 20s--and I thoroughly enjoyed it! (And yes, I stopped after a while. :D ) I don't know anything about astrology coming to bear on a particular chronological age, but judging from the other posts here about it, now I understand how it influences that phase of your life. I say go nuts (but not too nuts) before you settle down and behave like a "grownup"--enjoy your freedom phase! :hi:

I was obsessed with the idea of having a child. It was an insane experience, there is nothing 'logical' about the biological clock at all.

I posted about it recently in this forum (Saturn Return) that is. Right now I am at a place where I feel like I am growing up. I feel like a bird gathering for her nest trying to prepare for my future.

I'm still hoping for all the best for you re: the nesting.

I am doing alright :) The nesting is me growing up and I think its about time lol :)

life in those terms, but I like it. One thing for sure, if you're 28 almost 29, you are or will be soon having your Saturn return. That is generally a big milestone, or in some way a turning point in your life. That could be why you might be feeling on the verge of change in terms of seasons. I'd tend to think that after your Saturn return, that's part of spring where everthing starts blooming and turning green. Either that, or the easy part of summer where things are growing and you can relax a bit on the porch with some lemonade after a day in the garden. I hope so!
:hi:

It's your metaphor - you call the shots.

:)

:-)

:P

You choose.

Seasons always change.

Seasons of love............

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hj7LRuusFqo

525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure,
measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In
inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In 525,600 minutes - how do you
measure a year in the life?

How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of
love.

Back in the day, people were lucky to live into their 50s. So the seasons of their lives would necessarily have been shorter. Hence girls were given away in marriage at 13 or 14, boys were apprenticed to a trade when they were still very young, etc.

Now people are living, let's face it, to be 100 fairly regularly. So the seasons must certainly be longer. And you can see it in the prolonged adolescence of so many Millennials, faced with such myriad choices that they choose not to choose, and continue relying on their parents well into their 20s. Their spring is prolonged. The Boomers, who should be heading into Fall by now, continue working well past a typical retirement age, prolonging what I believe is Summer. Seniors, in the Autumn of their lives, continue living in their homes, driving, traveling, into their 70s or 80s, a prolonged Fall. And Winter, sadly, is prolonged by medical care that allows us to keep people alive in nursing homes, even though they can't take care of themselves any more and are hardly aware of what's going on around them. Like my Dad.

Of course, putting this logic to it allows me to think I'm still in Summer, which may not really be the case. But I like September much more than November, don't you? :-)