Lately my Instagram feed is basically a full-blown compatibility seminar: fire x earth signs, moon vs. sun interactions, complementary vs. matching moon phases… you know, all the cosmic tea. Naturally, I checked. Of course I checked. Because curiosity is a sign of evolution, or maybe just a Virgo thing, let’s not overthink. 

And let’s not forget what my mother said when I tried blaming the stars for my indecisive, quick-to-change-my-mind, sometimes-called-moody behavior. I jokingly told her, “Clearly, you gave birth to me at the wrong time. I should have been a Libra or a Gemini.” Without missing a beat, she looked me dead in the eye and said, “Let’s not blame the signs for this. You are clearly… well… you.” Which in mom terms, she is calling me special. Classic mom wisdom, straight to the point.

From experience, here’s what I’ve noticed: when someone’s moon is in your sun, or vice versa, it’s vibe central. Think: instant “I feel really comfortable around you” energy. Soul-snack-level vibes. Strong Wi-Fi connection, chilling at a cozy lounge with a hot beverage where conversations keep flowing, and laughter is very much present where everyone can be themselves without pretending.

Then I checked my parents’ charts. Twins, basically. And me? I once had a thing with someone whose Placidus chart twinned mine to the angles. Intensity, my friends. Top-tier, fireworks-in-your-chest, transformative intensity. Not during… but during the aftermath. Because apparently the universe likes to hand you the emotional fire extinguisher after it’s already set things ablaze.

And then there’s moon phase compatibility. Someone with complementary moon phases? Texting vibes were pleasant, sure, but real life… surprise! I found myself… liking someone again. Unexpectedly. None of that “it’s him, it’s definitely him” lightning-strike intuition I’d had with the last guy. Just this calm, stubborn thought: “Okay, no matter how overbooked my life is… I want to meet this guy.” And we did. We flowed. Later, Instagram decided to nudge me to check this whole moon phase thing. I wasn’t surprised when I found out. “Ah yes, complementary moons, makes sense.” Easy. Flowy. Vibey. Like bending water together. Fluent. Words just come out and the other gets them. No subtitles needed.

Matching moon phases, though? Now that’s a whole other level of intensity. Like, “I didn’t sign up for this, but apparently somethings need to break open again for more growth” type intense. Not through trauma or melodrama, but via these focused, cleansing fires. Uncomfortable. Transformative. You’d cry, you’d laugh, you’d merge, you’d question your life choices… and somehow, something entirely new would emerge. A whole new era. A path you can’t walk in fear. Kind of like bending fire, if we’re sticking with Avatar metaphors. Only… I’d need a master to show me how.

Speaking of Avatar: I’d be a water bender, naturally, with some air-bending tendencies, a green thumb, and some hidden fire skills. Because yes, I spent the majority of my life hiding my fire. Typical.

Speaking of elements… there are hand types. Yes, apparently our hand shapes represent elements. I have fire hands. Chemistry sparks with people who have earth hands, or at least, the only two people I’ve ever had real chemistry with happen to have earth hands. Fire and earth. 

As for air or water hands? Nope. Can’t vibe. It’s like we’re from different planets. They drift through my life like background characters in a movie I didn’t even know I was directing, and we do not understand each other. 

And then there are all the connections we aren’t even nudged to investigate. How many more coincidences (wink, wink) and synchronicities are floating around, waiting for us to notice? Do we find them because we actively look, or are we nudged to look because, deep down, we already know we’d find them? Cosmic little game of peek-a-boo, basically.

Humans are endlessly fascinating. Human connections? Cosmic-level interesting. Astrological charts? Fun for data analysis and sipping tea on a family vacation in a rural area with not that much to do, but let’s not pretend a birth date predicts everything. Planetary movements influence us, sure, but there is no mystical Wi-Fi that writes your life script. (Although if there were, I’d want an upgrade to premium.)

So yes, check the charts. Observe. Laugh. Note patterns. But if you vibe with someone supposedly “incompatible”? Congratulations, you’re officially a cosmic rebel. And maybe, just maybe, the planets are cheering for you anyway.