I trained as an Architect. My early years were spent learning to look at any structure — a building, a brief, a problem — and understand what holds it together, where its strengths lie, and where it is vulnerable. That habit of mind, of looking for the underlying logic of things, has never left me. It simply found a different application over time.
Like many people who grow up questioning received wisdom, I examined Astrology with some scepticism in my younger years. I neither accepted it wholesale nor dismissed it. I tested certain things quietly, found patterns I could not easily explain, and set the subject aside. Life had other plans for me, and I went on to pursue Architecture.
Years later, a significant personal event stopped me in my tracks. It was the kind of experience that makes you search for explanations — and find that the people around you, however caring, do not have them. I returned to Astrology, this time with greater seriousness and more at stake. What I encountered was a consistent, repeating correspondence between what a horoscope contained and what had actually unfolded in a person's life. Not in vague or general terms. In specific events, specific timing, specific patterns — showing up again and again, across hundreds of horoscopes, without exception.