I was seen to be hugely authentic in the field of astrocartography, having used it myself to relocate from Ireland to Italy.
My oh my, overnight I had become an astrologer!
At a hostel in Venice, which turned out to be on one of the islands, everything started becoming real. I was really here. I was really in Italy.
I knew enough about astrocartography and my natal astrological birth chart that pretty much anywhere in Italy was bound to be better for me than Ireland.
My business coach said to me: “Well, you have clearly left your soul in Italy. You just have to go back there and rejoin it.” My jaw dropped.
I wrote frantically in my diary that I would do whatever it took to spend three months a year in Italy. I had forgotten how much I loved the passion, the drama, the elegance, the utter simplicity of living so totally in the moment.