Libra girl / Libra boy Compatibility
As mentioned earlier, I was given Linda Goodman’s ’Love Signs’. Since we are in the month of October, all you Libra men ought to pay attention to the following.
Let me preempt with the following two points:
(1) I don’t really believe in this stuff, but think it could serve as a fun ‘guide’, of sorts. Goodman doesn’t tell you to start beating the living hell out of the Virgo, and so it’s relatively entertaining to read, and if anything, it offers food for thought because it really does – to a great extent – nail certain personalities down. Some things are so right, it's a little creepy.
(2) On a monthly basis, I’ll blog about Libra & that months’ compatibility because (a) I am a Libra; and, (b) This is my blog. If you want to read about Aries and Pisces compatibility, buy the book.
Actually…buy the book anyway. It’s a great read!
So then, some interesting excerpts re the Libra man and the Libra girl relationship…my comments are in bold and peppered throughout:
“They’re obsessed by a moral compulsion to do the fair thing. To do something they consider morally wrong gravely disturbs their consciences (this goes a long way to explaining why I almost break out in hives when I lie; it’s retarded how freaked out I become…and must be some sort of unhealthy). That’s why, when a Libran does say something, people believe it’s trustworthy – and nine out of ten, it is.
Two Librans will spend a great deal of their time together talking. All the subjects will be enthralling because of the logical, intellectual aspect Libra brings to the analysis. Some will concern vital issues…some will be petty [like] whether the window should be closed or open at night when one is sleeping. I’ll settle the last argument for them myself. Open. Definitely open. Most especially with Libra, because all Air Signs tend to have poor circulation (no shit!) , and must breathe fresh air while they’re sleeping or they’ll never achieve stable health and longevity. (This is really neat because I sort of freak out if I don’t have the window open when I sleep; even when it’s –45. And I usually have to sleep next to the window, or else I am a little claustrophobic. Worse still is that as soon as I walk into peoples’ homes – and those who know me can attest to this – I open up their windows. My friends hate me. But they’ve learned to wear a parka when I am coming…)
What’s important to Librans is the excitement of a mutually stimulating intellectual debate, which they find mentally energizing, like a tonic.
All forms of dirt are displeasing to them aesthetically. Ugliness of any kind quickly disturbs the Libra equilibrium. (This is great news for me, as now I am no longer left wondering if am shallow; it’s just my Sun Sign. Phew.)
Libra will work like a plough horse, feverishly, efficiently, and uncomplainingly for a long while – then suddenly reverse gears into a long spell of trancelike lethargy, during which (believe it or not!) even talking is an effort. The batteries must be recharged by complete rest in a tranquil, quiet atmosphere. If a Libra person is unable to do this, but is forced to go to work, mingle with people, and so forth, she will be so unpleasant, miserable and just plain nasty, everyone starts to wonder how astrology can possibly be correct in calling these folk peaceful, gentle souls with a smooth temperament and mild manners. (This is so dead on, it’s a little creepy. But, I don’t have a smooth temperament; but that’s only because was born under a Scorpio moon, or some such shit. I am actually relatively hot headed with a very short fuse. Especially if I think the person sitting across from me is lying to me, or thinks they can pull the wool over my eyes. And I hate woolen hats. They’re itchy.)
Sentimental Librans think in terms of poetry, art, and music…and so their thoughts have wings, with the power to fly them into ever higher heavens from the darkest hells. (I think she’s been reading about the pink elephants that constantly play in my head)
…Judge not, that ye not also be judged. That’s how Libra’s Scales measure human frailty and mortal yearnings. (Word.)
Libra women [are] unusually handsome creatures of great sentiment – and Libra men [are] unusually beautiful creatures of great strength – although Libra men and also uncommonly (and appealingly) sentimental, while Libra women are also uncommonly (and admirably) strong.
It’s sometimes necessary for the Libra girl, even though she often looks like the seductive personification of every female from Eve to Cleopatra, to remind herself which of the two of them is really the man. The task won’t be too difficult for her, because this lady is gifted with more natural charm, instinctive tact, and talents of sweet persuasion than she could ever use in one lifetime.
They’re cooperative by nature, except when something they feel constitutes a moral or ethical issue is involved. Then they’ll each be equally be difficult to sway from an opinion. If either feels the other is treating him (or her) unfairly – or if some situation seems to be unjust, the usual Libra “compromise” and “cooperation” may be replaced by tornadoes of temper and hurricanes of anger. Librans are always verbal when they’re agitated. (Yes.)
These two will probably never be starved for compliments they’ll usually be graciously considerate of one another’s feelings and enjoy many of the same interests, often centering around music and painting, or other art forms, long walks, and lots of reading. A double Libra marriage almost always produces a sizable library and record collection. (Considering that I already house thousands of books and a few thousand more CDs, this is already true.)
Libra is the sign of beauty, and although this means that all Librans are, in some way, strikingly beautiful or handsome, possessing at least one perfect feature (I love this woman)– it also means that Libra appreciates beauty in others. […]Mental infidelity subconsciously troubles the Libran sense of morality and fairness – and compels them to return to each other’s familiar, intimate smiles and dimples, accompanied by waterfalls of tears. Librans always cry at weddings, and cry over happy endings.
(Here come the goods…)The sexual chemistry of their relationship […] would reveal itself to be made up of 70 percent mental affinity, 20 percent affection and sentiment – and 10 percent physical passion. (That sucks, most especially because I already have the 70 + 20 from my family and friends. Oh, and from the pink elephants in my head.)
The typical Libra woman is a Wonder Woman as a hostess. (Yes, this is true, and here’s the proof.) Her talents and taste will transform [their home] into an oasis of peace and charm, a harmonious haven filled with gracious and beautiful vibrations, soothing to the troubled spirit. She’s remarkably cool and calm in a crisis (although afterward, she may collapse in his arms, when the danger’s over), fiercely loyal, and cheerfully adaptable to change […] always optimistic that tomorrow will be brighter.
She’s the kind of woman who will make any sacrifice to help her man. Whatever he wants for himself, she wants for him, with equal fervor.
He’s the kind of man who will romantically give his woman a diamond or a poem (does it really matter which?) (Erm. Is this a rhetorical question?) because he suddenly realized an unexpected truth – that without his Libra lady’s “iron fist in its velvet glove” – he’d still be back in Pittsburgh, selling Buicks.
That was sort of cool.
Ok. Am spent.
And a wee bit delusional.
Why hasn’t Tamer Hagras sent me birthday flowers yet?
TAMER: My favorite flower is a white calalily.
Libra girl / Scorpio boy compatibility coming next month…
Let me preempt with the following two points:
(1) I don’t really believe in this stuff, but think it could serve as a fun ‘guide’, of sorts. Goodman doesn’t tell you to start beating the living hell out of the Virgo, and so it’s relatively entertaining to read, and if anything, it offers food for thought because it really does – to a great extent – nail certain personalities down. Some things are so right, it's a little creepy.
(2) On a monthly basis, I’ll blog about Libra & that months’ compatibility because (a) I am a Libra; and, (b) This is my blog. If you want to read about Aries and Pisces compatibility, buy the book.
Actually…buy the book anyway. It’s a great read!
So then, some interesting excerpts re the Libra man and the Libra girl relationship…my comments are in bold and peppered throughout:
“They’re obsessed by a moral compulsion to do the fair thing. To do something they consider morally wrong gravely disturbs their consciences (this goes a long way to explaining why I almost break out in hives when I lie; it’s retarded how freaked out I become…and must be some sort of unhealthy). That’s why, when a Libran does say something, people believe it’s trustworthy – and nine out of ten, it is.
Two Librans will spend a great deal of their time together talking. All the subjects will be enthralling because of the logical, intellectual aspect Libra brings to the analysis. Some will concern vital issues…some will be petty [like] whether the window should be closed or open at night when one is sleeping. I’ll settle the last argument for them myself. Open. Definitely open. Most especially with Libra, because all Air Signs tend to have poor circulation (no shit!) , and must breathe fresh air while they’re sleeping or they’ll never achieve stable health and longevity. (This is really neat because I sort of freak out if I don’t have the window open when I sleep; even when it’s –45. And I usually have to sleep next to the window, or else I am a little claustrophobic. Worse still is that as soon as I walk into peoples’ homes – and those who know me can attest to this – I open up their windows. My friends hate me. But they’ve learned to wear a parka when I am coming…)
What’s important to Librans is the excitement of a mutually stimulating intellectual debate, which they find mentally energizing, like a tonic.
All forms of dirt are displeasing to them aesthetically. Ugliness of any kind quickly disturbs the Libra equilibrium. (This is great news for me, as now I am no longer left wondering if am shallow; it’s just my Sun Sign. Phew.)
Libra will work like a plough horse, feverishly, efficiently, and uncomplainingly for a long while – then suddenly reverse gears into a long spell of trancelike lethargy, during which (believe it or not!) even talking is an effort. The batteries must be recharged by complete rest in a tranquil, quiet atmosphere. If a Libra person is unable to do this, but is forced to go to work, mingle with people, and so forth, she will be so unpleasant, miserable and just plain nasty, everyone starts to wonder how astrology can possibly be correct in calling these folk peaceful, gentle souls with a smooth temperament and mild manners. (This is so dead on, it’s a little creepy. But, I don’t have a smooth temperament; but that’s only because was born under a Scorpio moon, or some such shit. I am actually relatively hot headed with a very short fuse. Especially if I think the person sitting across from me is lying to me, or thinks they can pull the wool over my eyes. And I hate woolen hats. They’re itchy.)
Sentimental Librans think in terms of poetry, art, and music…and so their thoughts have wings, with the power to fly them into ever higher heavens from the darkest hells. (I think she’s been reading about the pink elephants that constantly play in my head)
…Judge not, that ye not also be judged. That’s how Libra’s Scales measure human frailty and mortal yearnings. (Word.)
Libra women [are] unusually handsome creatures of great sentiment – and Libra men [are] unusually beautiful creatures of great strength – although Libra men and also uncommonly (and appealingly) sentimental, while Libra women are also uncommonly (and admirably) strong.
It’s sometimes necessary for the Libra girl, even though she often looks like the seductive personification of every female from Eve to Cleopatra, to remind herself which of the two of them is really the man. The task won’t be too difficult for her, because this lady is gifted with more natural charm, instinctive tact, and talents of sweet persuasion than she could ever use in one lifetime.
They’re cooperative by nature, except when something they feel constitutes a moral or ethical issue is involved. Then they’ll each be equally be difficult to sway from an opinion. If either feels the other is treating him (or her) unfairly – or if some situation seems to be unjust, the usual Libra “compromise” and “cooperation” may be replaced by tornadoes of temper and hurricanes of anger. Librans are always verbal when they’re agitated. (Yes.)
These two will probably never be starved for compliments they’ll usually be graciously considerate of one another’s feelings and enjoy many of the same interests, often centering around music and painting, or other art forms, long walks, and lots of reading. A double Libra marriage almost always produces a sizable library and record collection. (Considering that I already house thousands of books and a few thousand more CDs, this is already true.)
Libra is the sign of beauty, and although this means that all Librans are, in some way, strikingly beautiful or handsome, possessing at least one perfect feature (I love this woman)– it also means that Libra appreciates beauty in others. […]Mental infidelity subconsciously troubles the Libran sense of morality and fairness – and compels them to return to each other’s familiar, intimate smiles and dimples, accompanied by waterfalls of tears. Librans always cry at weddings, and cry over happy endings.
(Here come the goods…)The sexual chemistry of their relationship […] would reveal itself to be made up of 70 percent mental affinity, 20 percent affection and sentiment – and 10 percent physical passion. (That sucks, most especially because I already have the 70 + 20 from my family and friends. Oh, and from the pink elephants in my head.)
The typical Libra woman is a Wonder Woman as a hostess. (Yes, this is true, and here’s the proof.) Her talents and taste will transform [their home] into an oasis of peace and charm, a harmonious haven filled with gracious and beautiful vibrations, soothing to the troubled spirit. She’s remarkably cool and calm in a crisis (although afterward, she may collapse in his arms, when the danger’s over), fiercely loyal, and cheerfully adaptable to change […] always optimistic that tomorrow will be brighter.
She’s the kind of woman who will make any sacrifice to help her man. Whatever he wants for himself, she wants for him, with equal fervor.
He’s the kind of man who will romantically give his woman a diamond or a poem (does it really matter which?) (Erm. Is this a rhetorical question?) because he suddenly realized an unexpected truth – that without his Libra lady’s “iron fist in its velvet glove” – he’d still be back in Pittsburgh, selling Buicks.
That was sort of cool.
Ok. Am spent.
And a wee bit delusional.
Why hasn’t Tamer Hagras sent me birthday flowers yet?
TAMER: My favorite flower is a white calalily.
Libra girl / Scorpio boy compatibility coming next month…
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