NingNing's SajuA tree that once lent its voice now bears its own fruit (Wood Rat)K-POP · 2002-10-23

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Above a sea veiled in mist stands a single green giant of a tree, splitting its own body to light a red lamp. On the outside it seems to dance with the wind, free and unafraid. Inside, the first thing this chart shows is a cool, wakeful tension, always watching in case that flame dries up even the sea water beneath its roots. Others will see only the fire burning brightly on the stage. What reaches my eye first is the weariness of a young woman who burns herself to give light, yet fights with everything she has never to let go of the handful of water at her root.

Wood Rat — A tree that once lent its voice now bears its own fruit

You were born a green giant of a tree with its roots set on cold water, carrying the energy of Yang Wood. You are a tree meant to grow in moist ground and reach straight for the sky, yet the soil of your birth season is dry while cool water ripples beneath your roots, so your independence and staying power could only be exceptional from the start. On the outside you show off a cheerful, fearless nerve, but in truth your heart is deep in thought and sensitive, the kind of young woman whose branch tips tremble at the smallest wind.

The Dynamic Wealth in your month pillar grew up through a Void, a gap where the energy runs hollow, so rather than leaning on others you are only satisfied when you take the board into your own hands. On top of that, your day stem and month stem carry energies that strike sharply against each other, which makes the standard you drive yourself by extremely strict. Here lies the reason that, while you laugh more frankly and openly than anyone on the outside, alone in your room you chew over your own shortcomings and cannot stop whipping yourself.

Even the way you lose things is written plainly in your chart. In your head the flames of the Horse's Fire and the Dog's Earth are always burning, and your mind is caught up in shaping new sounds and sensations, while your sense of the real world, the ground under your hands and feet, sits on a drifting cloud. You pour your whole mind into the big game that deserves your focus, so the small belongings of daily life slip weakly through the net of your energy. So do not blame it on carelessness. See it as the unavoidable shadow of a mind that always leans toward the great flame of creation.

Let me go straight to the heart of your question. You asked whether you are one who sings or one who makes. I will say it plainly. You are a born creator who cannot stop at wearing clothes others made for you, one who only breathes when shaping forms of her own. Your year branch and month branch gather into a band of Fire and push up the Creative and the Performer, the energy of expressing and pouring out, on a grand scale. Singing a song someone else wrote is no more than plucking a few petals from your tree to show. Writing your own songs and weaving your own words is pressing out the tree's deep sap to bear fruit.

Still, fear rushes in when you step toward making because your day stem's roots are not set firmly in the soil, and that leaves you short of strength. Your Dynamic Wealth structure gives you a remarkable nose and instinct for arranging the board, so you can tell uncannily what the crowd will respond to. But the ground energy to bear the full criticism that comes when you throw something of your own into the world is still thin. There is nothing to fear, though. Just as you grew up learning to draw from your father, you were born with a gift for fusing what you see and what you hear into a world of your own.

Your way of working is thoroughly the unconventional kind that bursts out of intuition and feeling. Lock you inside a set frame and even your voice stiffens. Let you loose to draw your own lines on a blank page and you give off colors no one can imitate. From here you will not stay a vocalist singing on stage. You will move along the path of a producer who oversees the grain of a song and directs even the colors of the stage. Do not lock your ambition inside the seat of the team's youngest. The urge to create that bursts out of you is not childish bravado. It is the most honest life force a tree floating on water pours out to prove it exists.

Your chart is a Dynamic Wealth structure, so your sense for reading the flow of money runs three or four steps ahead of others. You never had any interest in clutching small change. You have the nerve to ride a big wave and earn big. That you crossed the sea early, began earning your own living with your own hands, and could give your family a house and a car at a young age is because the channel for handling wealth lies wide open in you. Yet this chart handles Wealth without being built to guard it tightly, so there is always the risk that money in your hands flows out in a moment through feelings or the people around you.

For you, wealth is a medal of achievement and a token of your sense of duty to your family. Yet you easily turn a blind eye to the money that quietly leaks from your own pocket and to the fine print of a contract. You move hundreds of millions in grand style on the outside while failing to keep track of the one wallet in your hand. The road in is wide, but the bolt on the way out is loose. Above all, be wary that if you rashly open a new venture out of affection for people or a wish to be recognized, what you have earned may scatter into thin air.

What you must do starting this month has to be very simple and practical. Open one more automatic savings account at the bank, one that never passes through your hands and flows only into safe papers or fixed assets, and move your earnings from creative work out of sight the moment they arrive. Left in your hands, the money is all too likely to go to someone else again, or to a passing mood or idea. Setting it into land or paper you cannot touch is the only way to keep your wealth whole.

You are a tree floating alone on water, so you long for steady ground that stays beside you as a windbreak and keeps the water from turning muddy. In your chart, the energy that stands for a partner has come in the shape of Metal, and it faces you, the day stem, head on, striking straight down. It means the one you are drawn to is someone overflowing with charisma, or strict and clear in self-discipline, a person of the kind you can look up to. But once that sharpness comes close, it easily turns into a wound that cuts away your tender branches.

The motherly energy of the Nurturer sits in your spouse palace, so deep in your heart you want a bond like a refuge, someone who holds you without conditions and quiets your unease with thoughtful conversation. But the hot flame of your year branch and the cold water of your spouse palace crash head on, so once romance begins your feelings easily run to extremes. Watch for the pattern where you burn hot and then suddenly cool like ice, or where you collide and break apart unless both your lives are busy enough to keep some physical distance.

Right now your tree is in the season of blooming and bearing fruit, so taking in a bond that ties you to someone would only eat badly into your energy. Do not look for people to fill your unease. First put your own roots down firmly. What to start today is a rule. When loneliness or emptiness comes out of nowhere, do not scroll through your message window. Write the feeling just as it is onto staff paper, or move it into a drawing. Only when you learn to turn the lack inside you into art will a whole partner, one who will not snap your branches, stay beside you in time.

The spot that flickers most dangerously in your chart is where Fire and Water collide head on, the clash of Water and Fire. The Fire energy that governs the heart and blood vessels and the Water energy that governs the kidneys, the womb and your hormones strike against each other without giving an inch. When that happens, you may pour sweat like rain and feel heat surging through your body, while inside you freeze cold, often with stomach aches or a chilled lower belly.

Above all, keep a close eye on your nerves and the quality of your sleep. On nights when one thought follows another, the nerves in your head pull taut and deep sleep will not come, and your heart may race for no reason or your breath grow short. When one side's energy shoots up, that pressure reaches straight into the optic nerves or a migraine, so do not leave chronic fatigue to pile up in your eyes and head.

This lean of energy is not something to hold out against by willpower alone. Do not simply blame the signals your body sends on tiredness. When a racing heart or nerve pain keeps coming back, be sure to see a doctor, get checked, and receive treatment that sets your body's balance right. First give up the habit of living on cold drinks, and take a foot bath before sleep to draw the blood that rushed to your head down to your toes. That care will warm your lifeline gently.

This year, the Year of the Fire Horse, is the hottest and noisiest furnace of a year in your life. The sun rises in the heavens and a huge blaze piles in on the earth as well, so the embers of creation you hid inside burst out beyond control. Writing songs and standing on stage will be more dazzling than ever and draw every eye in the world, but the price is a crisis in which the precious spring of your day branch dries up. Your inner energy is likely to run out and burn you out, and it is a time with a very high risk of clashing with people through impulsive swings of feeling.

The Earth Monkey of your luck cycle and the Fire Horse of this year lock together and roughly shake the spouse palace in your day branch, so wandering of the spirit and loneliness can only reach their peak. The blaze is fierce, so you must press the brake yourself to keep your tender roots from burning. September, the Fire Rooster month at the tail of this autumn, brings in the Performer as well, a month to be extremely careful of slips of the tongue, gossip or injury to the body. Only when the cold air arrives with November, the Earth Pig month, will a welcome rain fall on dry ground and let you breathe.

Today the talent of the Creative flashes, but your body's energy sits at its lowest point among the twelve life stages and drains away. Wonderful melodies and sparks of musical ideas well up in your head, and you will want to sit at the piano right now, but your hands and feet will not keep up, so pushing yourself is likely to end badly. Avoid important contracts, hard talks with people, or heavy exercise. The wise stance for today is defense. Calmly gather the thoughts that come into a notebook and let your body rest.

Trace your ten-year luck cycles and the winding mountain range of your life comes into view at a glance. You are passing the tail end of the Earth Monkey luck cycle that has run from age 15 to 24. These ten years were a rough gravel field with a red warning light on. It was the time you crossed alone into a strange land at a young age and endured, bare-handed, the razor-sharp control of Fierce Authority and the thin ice of trainee life. Others will see only the dazzling success, but this was a stretch of survival in which your tender tree was cut and bent and barely lived through.

From 2027, the year you soon turn twenty-five, until 34, you enter the Fire Sheep luck cycle. It is marked as a level road, but you must know clearly that the five years from 2026 to 2030, ages 24 to 28, are a continuous warning stretch that dries up Water, the Support Element of your chart. Fire and Earth rush in hard at the threshold where the luck cycle turns, so however dazzling the outward results of writing and performing, your inner solitude and your thirst for family can only grow deeper. The Fire Horse luck cycle from 35 to 44 is also a brilliant display of fireworks that shows your talent to the whole world, yet a war of attrition that burns your body will carry on.

The answer to your last question, when you will have room enough to stay fully beside your parents, lies right here. Once you get past the rough waves of your late twenties, only when you reach 2032, the Water Rat year, or 2034, the Wood Tiger year, in your early thirties, will the water that soaks your roots and the forest grow thick, and at last you will gain great ease of heart. The true rest and inner wholeness of your life are completed after 46, above all in the blue-wave luck cycles of the Water Rabbit and Water Tiger that come in your later years. So do not blame yourself as an unfilial daughter for not staying beside your family right now. This is the necessary season in which your great tree must take the wind and rain and thicken its trunk so it can cast shade on the world.

Look deep into your chart and you find, stirring at its core, an outgoing nerve that wants to run out and hold the world in your grip, and the Dynamic Wealth instinct for taking the stage while every eye is on you. Yet INFP, the type you now define yourself by, is not the whole of the vessel you were born with. In the chart, introverted thinking (Ti), which digs in with cool calculation, and extraverted intuition (Ne), which sends inspiration upward, are very strongly developed, while the self you actually feel stays in introverted feeling (Fi), which is easily hurt.

This mismatch is a mask and a defense shaped by the harsh surroundings of the Earth Monkey luck cycle that began around the time you turned fifteen. Coming young to a foreign land where you could not even speak the language, and holding out alone for more than five years under strict ranks and the blade of constant evaluation, the wings of your natural, fearless outgoingness were bent, and the introversion that hides inward grew thicker. You came to wear the shell of a kind and gentle Mediator, made so you would not hurt others and could protect your own feelings.

As the luck cycle turns to the Fire Sheep and you win back your own center by writing your own songs, the outgoing drive and the feel for holding the board that were held down inside you will raise their heads again. It is not your fate to remain a frail poet weeping alone in a corner of your room. Use the deep sensitivity within you as fuel, walk proudly out into the world, open your own board and lead people. You will regain that strong leader's temperament, so do not lock yourself inside a narrow frame of personality and set limits on yourself.

In the market streets of Byeongnando, the port of the Goryeo kingdom, there was a young dancer who had drifted in from the far western lands and sold glass beads she wove with her own hands. Unable to forget the songs of her home, she played her flute each night and wept, and I saw with my own eyes that flute move the merchants of the market and at last win over even the court musicians of the palace. Under the old order, people may have clicked their tongues and called a woman who left her blood and home to wander alone ill-fated. But today's world at last gives its loudest applause and its riches to such a soul, one who takes her roots as compost and blooms alone in a strange land. The road you have walked is no lack at all. Never forget that your lack is the very seed of the clearest song that will move the world.

First, on the road of work and money, through this year 2026 and next year 2027, never make the mistake of letting others' judgment sway you into stopping your own songwriting. Even if the results are not perfect at once, you must keep planting the flag of creation under your own name, and you must make the decision to tie what you earn into safe paper assets before autumn 2027 comes.

Second, in people and bonds, keep near you counselors as rich in feeling as you but with wisdom as deep as water, calm people with an artist's nature who work with learning, philosophy or writing. Rather than a glittering crowd that fans your flame and uses it up, build a firm fence by 2028 with people who hold a deep well, who will listen quietly and cool your roots.

Third, to tend your body and mind, lower the lights in your workroom and bedroom, and be sure to set a small tank of clear water or a dark-toned object on the north side of the room. Above all, unless you limit writing songs through the night to twice a week or less within this year, the fatigue in your nerves will become chronic. So claim, by force if need be, a quiet hour around sunset to walk alone by the water or sit in thought.

Fourth, to meet the luck cycles ahead, during the five hard years from 2026 to 2030, do not set up a company of your own or push to go independent. Show the wisdom to build up your inner strength and your song rights, layer by layer, inside a great fence.

In three or four weeks, if while writing a song you feel, instead of the fear of 'What if I get it wrong,' a quiet joy rising from the bottom of your chest that says 'This sound came from inside me,' take it as a sure sign that the cold water of your chart is at last turning into the water of life that keeps your great tree alive. You may rest easy.

I do not yet know the hour you were born, so I have not fully opened what fruit the tips of your great tree will bear in its later years, or what bonds will nest in its deep shade. Still, when 2034, the Wood Tiger year, comes and makes a vast forest with your chart, I can already see how high you will have risen. When that time comes and you wonder about the last secret of your roots, hold the hour of your birth close and knock on this door again. Do not hurry. Trust the green notes in your hands today and walk on quietly.