Not a coincidence. A conjunction.

Was it random, that quiet spark? Or was something larger at work — a pattern set long before either of you knew? In astrology, a conjunction is no small meeting. It’s a fusion, an overlap, a blending of energies. When your planets sit at the same degree as theirs, it’s not just a coincidence. It’s a moment where two lives blur, just enough to leave a mark.

Maybe it was your Sun beside theirs — two identities, two wills, suddenly aware of each other. Not clashing, not merging, but acknowledging. Or perhaps your Sun sat with their Moon, a moment of balance between who you are and how they feel. That kind of connection isn’t loud. It’s quiet. Soft. And still, somehow, unmistakable.

Your Venus may have brushed theirs. A shared eye for beauty. The same rhythm of love, spoken without words. Or maybe Venus found Mars, a meeting of affection and desire. This is the moment hearts race and silence feels electric. But passion, like fire, needs tending — or it fades to memory.

Beyond these personal planets, the outer giants play their part. Jupiter brings promise. Saturn brings weight. Uranus shocks, Neptune softens, Pluto transforms. If these planets stood side by side in your synastry, you’d feel it. Not always sweet. Not always easy. But real. Real enough to shift your axis.

So when you met — that moment, that charge — was it something deeper? Was it something written long ago in the sky’s unfolding script? Astrology suggests yes. But it also reminds you: even the stars don’t stay still. They keep moving. And so do we. The beauty of a conjunction lies not just in union, but in knowing that union, however meaningful, exists within the great tide of impermanence.