Transits
as if a part of me died or stopped aging back then, and
that everything since then is a part of my afterlife—life
after that point. Whatever the case may be, I am a
certain age inside, and, although I am almost 65 in the
mirror, I have not changed, in some ways, since a
particular day back in 1967. When I think of myself, I
think back then—to that day. Before that, I was different,
and I didn't really know myself. After that day, I had at
least some idea of who I was. When we begin to see
our ‘self’, that event marks the time I am speaking of.
The Turning Point
If you understood what was presented above, then you
know that our view of life changes as we age. There is
life before—and life after—our Saturn return. Before that
return, we are always looking forward and we have very
little sense of time being limited; we are young, and it
seems as if we will live forever; ideas of death are very
far off.