astrolocherry: The Virgo & The Veneer of Perfection Virgo are all about efficiency and analysis in the search of obtaining ‘perfection’. How do you define perfection? The Virgo isn’t even sure, all they know is - they have to be always working towards it; though they never seem to find it. Like an illusion, the mirage of what is ‘perfect’ pulls further away as Virgo reaches out to grab it. The frustration, the urgency to fix all the irritants and the critical internal monologue mean their natural expression is geared towards anxiety, nerves and restlessness. Virgo are always moving - motioning, their hands move as rapidly as their thoughts. Even when Virgo have produced tremendous pieces of work they still feel as though it is unworthy. Discrimination, realism and being helpful to others is what matters to people born under this sign. With an innate need to be of service; Virgo like to offer their services in repairing, refining and improving. They are rapid evaluators and can quickly assess situations and environments. Virgo’s discerning eyes mean they can see below the surface, and are sensitive to rhythms and clockwork in their surroundings. Virgo signifies how we critically assess life and this energy doesn’t believe anything on face value. They look beyond the feature to weigh up the usefulness. Those in the Virgo’s life very much appreciate their tremendous critical skills of evaluation; it may be the Virgo who feels most troubled by it. At it’s worst, the need for perfection can transpire in an openly critical nature. Their inability to repress the chaos inside them results in a need for intensive control over their external environment. Wherever we have Virgo in our chart we are able to assess our issues step by step and find conclusion. Many admire and give credibility to the Virgo personality, which blends the features of practicality, patience, precision; and think they are perfect as they are.  
beben-eleben: There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence. On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad! Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased. It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father. Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper. Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. “You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.” The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak. “When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
exp3ctopatr0num: lavastormsw: citrusthepony: spnsupportnetwork: birdfingers: thebeldam: When a group of dog rescuers arrived at the market to show the dogs available for adoption, somebody had left 12 puppies on the street – 8 of them were approximately 5 weeks old. In shock, the rescuers didn’t know what to do. The group had recently canceled several adoption days at the market because of bad weather, so they were over their capacity with puppies still needing to be adopted out. Also, the abandoned puppies were so small that they needed to be fed every two hours, including at night. That’s when a spayed stray dog approached, lay down beside the shoe box where the puppies were sleeping, and began caring for them. She wouldn’t let anyone get near the babies. Very carefully, the rescuers placed the puppies closer to her. She began caressing them and offering the warmth of her belly to the newborns. The maternal instinct kicked in and… after a few hours, she had milk and was feeding the puppies. The rescue group named her Vida, which means “life” in Portuguese. I’m not crying, really…I just have a puppy in my eye… animals are the best anyone who thinks that animal life is worth less than a human life needs to rethink their life choice omfg that is the best dog ever Awwwwwwww
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midnightineurope: Kasteel Beauvoorde Belgium
rebeccawrites: How good an idea is this?? At my local library. A few clues about what’s in the book and nothing else. It’s like geeky Christmas!
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