My mother’s old friend Dot died recently. They had met in a metaphysical group in the 60s and stayed in touch over many decades, sharing a love of astrology and mystical subjects.

Dot had the Sun conjunct Venus in the 7th house. Her obituary, lovingly written by her family, captured her warm, supportive and outgoing personality with reminiscences and beautiful photos. But the tribute had a major flaw – it completely ignored her great passions: astrology and the occult. Dot was psychic, she could sometimes communicate with those on the other side, and while she never practiced astrology professionally, she studied horoscopes throughout her busy life. Yet she was described primarily as “the consummate homemaker and mother.”

What happened? Why wasn’t the full person described? I think it’s more than simple sexism, and suspect that one of her children wrote the obituary, someone who didn’t understand or approve of their mother’s spirituality and metaphysical leanings. Perhaps it was simply an embarrassment to them. Or maybe they considered astrology and the occult to be things one didn’t talk about in public.

Dot was always completely open about her beliefs. Her Jupiter, ruler of her Sagittarius 9th and 10th houses, showed her dynamic faith and public profile, and was strengthened by its angular placement in her 7th house. But it was also squared by Pluto in Cancer in her 5th house of children. So her kids could be at odds with her expansive and idealistic Jupiter side. Her Moon conjunct Mercury in Scorpio in the 8th house closely trined her Pisces Ascendant, making her dedicated to those closest to her. But she was also driven to explore the mysteries of life. There can often be hidden elements to both Pisces and the 8th house. But the Moon in Scorpio rules her 5th house and is placed in the 8th, showing that her children wanted it kept secret. (Interestingly, Dot’s one out-of-body experience happened when she was pregnant.)

I hope we’re moving into a time when studies like astrology will no longer be considered taboo. Dot would’ve understood, taking it in stride with good humor. But I don’t like it. Astrologers in general suffer when one of our own leaves us unacknowledged. Let’s say a prayer for all the astrologers who have passed, forgotten or unknown. And especially for Dot, whose understanding and faith were a shining light for so many during her life.