ARIES - The Ram
March 21- April 20
SYMBOL - The Ram
ELEMENT - Fire
QUALITY - Cardinal
RULING HOUSE - First
PLANET - Mars
LUCKY COLOUR - Red
LUCKY STONE -
LUCKY DAY - Tuesday
LUCKY NUMBER - Nine
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|Aries is the first sign of the zodiac, and that's
pretty much how those born under this sign see
Aries are the leaders of the pack, first in line to get
things going. Whether or not everything gets done is
another question altogether, for an Aries prefers to
initiate rather than to complete.
Do you have a project needing a kick-start? Call an
Aries, by all means. The leadership displayed by Aries
is most impressive, so don't be surprised if they can
rally the troops against seemingly insurmountable odds
-- they have that kind of personal magnetism.
An Aries won't shy away from new ground, either. Those
born under this sign are often called the pioneers of
the zodiac, and it's their fearless trek into the
unknown that often wins the day.
Aries is a bundle of energy and dynamism, kind of like a
Pied Piper, leading people along with its charm and
charisma. The dawning of a new day -- and all of its
possibilities -- is pure bliss to an Aries.
The symbol of Aries is the Ram, and that's both good and
bad news. Impulsive Aries might be tempted to ram their
ideas down everyone's throats without even bothering to
ask if they want to know. It's these times when you may
wish Aries' symbol were a more subdued creature, more
lamb than ram perhaps.
In Thessaly there
lived a King and Queen named
Athamas and Nephele who had two beautiful children, a boy called
Phrixus (his name means curly, as in ram's hair) and a girl
But over time King Athamas tired of his wife and
decided to take on a new younger one named Ino.
Needless to say, scorned Queen Nephele was crushed, for she
truly loved her husband, but foremost in her mind was the
welfare of her children. Their evil stepmother harbored ill
intent towards them and wished to see them out of the way, so
that her own son could inherit the kingdom once King Athamas
When the discarded ex-Queen Nephele - who just happened to be a cloud goddess
took her leave of the unfaithful King and his palace in anger
disgust, a terrible drought fell upon the land. All the crops
failed, rivers and lakes dried out and great famine and
discontent enveloped the kingdom of Thessaly.
Ino, the new Queen of Thessaly, finding opportunity in the midst
of misery, seized the moment. The sly woman
convinced her new husband King Athamas that the gods were angry,
and the only way the drought
could be lifted was if his boy Phrixus and his girl Helle were to be
offered up in sacrifice.
The King was mortified.
'Say what? Order my own beloved son and daughter murdered on the
altar? Can I get a second opinion please?'
When an unscrupulous oracle, who had been bribed by the
Queen to corroborate her demented demand, confirmed that Phrixus
and his sister Helle must perish for the sake of the kingdom,
King Athamas felt he had no choice.
With a heavy heart, he commanded his palace guard to gather up
the children and escort them to the temple.
Enter Hermes, who was the Olympian messenger god and all around
good guy, truth be told. Clever Hermes had been dispatched by Zeus, the king of
the Olympian gods, who was wise to Ino's ruse and wasn't about to
let the children perish.
Hermes instructed Queen Nephele on a plan of
Presenting her with a magical ram that sported a fleece of gold,
he told her to place Phrixus and Helle on its back and swiftly they
would be carried to safety.
It was Nephele's turn to be incredulous:
"With all due respect, let me get this straight, divine
Hermes; you ask me to deposit my two little children on a flying
ram, whose fleece is made of pure gold, and, in spite of all the
weight, not to mention a lack of wings, you really expect it to
"I understand that it's a magical ram, sent by glorious
Zeus, and I realize my little Phrixus has dropped a few kilos
since the Festivals, but won't it be just a tad too heavy for
the poor ram?"
Hermes assured the concerned mother that all was well.
Nephele, or perhaps her spirit, appeared to the children with the winged
ram at her side.
The Golden Ram had been sired by Poseidon, lord
of the seas, in his primitive ram-form, upon the nymph Theophane,
who was the granddaughter of Helios, the sun-god, hence the
golden fleece. Long
Nephele hugged and kissed her children one last time and sobbing
she placed them on the twenty-four carat ram.
'Damn thing better get airborne!' she prayed, holding
Leaping into the air with ease, the Golden Ram headed east, flying at a
great speed as the terrified kids hung on for dear life. Presently their
fear left them and like all children, they were filled with
exhilaration and wonderment at this magical golden carpet ride.
But as they crossed the strait that divides Europe and Asia,
Helle got cocky and reckless and she let go of her brother's
Helle shrieked with delight, raising her arms into the air as
they soared through the clouds. Phrixus freaked and pleaded with
her to hang on tight, but no, she was having way too much fun.
Suddenly the ram made a slight turn and Helle lost her balance
and plunged screaming into the waters, as her petrified brother
clung onto the ram in helpless terror, unable to aid his sister. The
waters were thereafter named the Hellespont, in honor of Helle.
The ram spoke soothingly to the distraught Phrixus, quieting his fears, and it
continued on its flight until it reached the prosperous kingdom of Colchis,
on the eastern shore of the Black Sea, where King Aetes
hospitably received them.
Today the area is known as modern day Sochi, site of the 2014
Phrixus proceeded to sacrifice the ram to his savior Zeus, who
had safely delivered him from harm, and he presented its Golden
Fleece to King Aetes in gratitude for his welcoming reception.
The king dedicated the fleece to the god of war Ares and placed it in a
consecrated grove, under the care of a dragon that never slept.
I'm here to tell you that there's nothing worse than an
insomniac, fire breathing dragon. This one was very moody. Its
lair was littered with the bones of those unfortunate fools who
tried to steal the priceless Fleece.
The dragon rested at the
foot of the tree upon which the fleece was placed. Good luck
To make matters worse, the dragon had magical teeth which, when planted
in the ground, would become human soldiers! And if that wasn't
enough, the Golden Fleece was defended by bulls with hoofs of
brass and fire coming from their breath.
Many years later the hero Jason, and his famous crew of
strapping warriors called the Argonauts, sailed to Colchis on
their ship the Argo. Their mission was to return the Golden
Fleece to Greece, for only then would the ghost of Phrixus rest.
It's the stuff that legends are made of, this heroic voyage by
Jason and his Argonauts to recover the Golden Fleece, and it
merits its own telling! But this is not the place.
Suffice me to say that, following great challenge and adventure - including a torrid
romance with Princess Medea and some scandalizing palace intrigue - Jason slew the dragon and
triumphantly returned to Greece with the prized Golden Fleece.
Once Jason had completed his mission, Zeus in
recognition of its contribution put the ram's Golden
Fleece up in the heavens, where it still appears to this day as
the constellation of Aries, joining the honored and exalted
Little Animals in a Circle.