".... here's the rock."
It's almost impossible for a Taurus woman to seduce a Virgo man. But she shouldn't allow herself to feel inferior over this. It's almost impossible for any woman to seduce a Virgo man. Remember that Narcissus is supposed to have been a Virgo (though if he was, he had an Aries Ascendent and the Moon in Leo). The reason astrological legend has labeled Narcissus as a Virgo is that most Virgos are somewhat self-centered, not in the egotistical sense of Leo, or in the spoiled sense of Aries, but in the symbolic sense that all technical, literal Virgins (both male and female) are absorbed in themselves, because they're unaware of what being totally awakened in all ways really means.
This man can't bear the thought of any sort of self-surrender. It implies a lack of self-discipline. He's not terribly interested in conquest either. So it's not surprising that he can't arouse much enthusiasm for Valentine's Day. However, the Taurus girl is a few strides ahead of her astrological sisters, should she decide to educate the Virgin in awareness of what makes the world spin for those who enjoy the ride. He may not chase her down Lovers' Lane with bated breath, but neither is he likely to run away from her. Since their natal Suns aretrine to each other, there's a lot going for the relationship from the start. Their natures, goals and desires are similar. Influenced by a double Earth vibration, the almost always harmonious 5-9 Sun Sign Pattern, they're both steady, sensible types, who would rather be caught doing almost anything than messing around with fantasy, flightiness or fickleness. She's soothing, and has a nice, quiet voice. He's gentle and has clear enunciation. So, naturally, they don't grate on each other's nerves.
If the Taurus girl plays her cards right (which is a somewhat inappropriate metaphor, since few Earth Signs like to gamble) she can have him eating out of her hand before he knows what hit him - and even coming back for a late-night snack in her kitchen. What hit him will have been comfort. A female who speaks and moves so sensuously and slowly seldom makes mistakes. Unless you're a Virgo man yourself, you just can't imagine how comfortable it is to be around someone who's not always making mistakes and goofs you feel compelled to catch and correct. Didn't anyone ever tell you that compulsive criticizing isn't much fun? It can be exhausting.
Neither of them becomes angry very often or very easily. They have fairly tranquil, peaceful dispositions in common (though he may bite his nails and blink his eyes a bit more than she does). Still, when the Bull does lose her temper, it's quite a blast, never mind how rare, and it may leave deep scars. When Virgo finally works himself up into a snit, it's usually a relatively shallow, surface emotion, that doesn't last very long, and certainly doesn't drive itself deep into his soul. Worry is something else again. A Virgo man's worries do drive themselves deep inside of him, but not necessarily into his soul. They settle in the general region of the stomach and the intestines, which is why he's always poking about in her pantry when he stops for that late-night snack - to see if she has any Pepto-Bismol or Turns handy. Now, if she had a quick temper like other females, she might take offense at this apparent slur on her cooking. But the typical Taurus girl will accept all the little idiosyncrasies of her Virgo lover with equanimity, unless, of course, her Moon or Ascendent is in a more sensitive sign.
Virgos don't itemize their apprehensions every few minutes. They don't even holler about them every few hours. They can't see any point in airing them as often as once a year, and some Virgos keep their trembles locked up inside for decades. Do you have any idea what that can do to your digestive system, not to mention your subconscious or psyche? It's also the major cause of arthritis and rheumatism.
I've always felt that Hamlet may have had a Virgo Moon Sign, revealed when he said, "I could be bounded in a nut shell, and count myself king of infinite space, were it not that I have dreams." Virgos are normally quite satisfied with small, nutshell-like spaces in which to stretch their egos and ambitions. They're normally content to be hard working, polite and helpful - to spin their own little cobwebs of hope, without tramping all over everyone else. It's those darned dreams. Everyone knows (and certainly Virgo does) that bad dreams and nightmares from suppressed emotions can cause anything from an attack of gastritis and mild constipation to ulcers. That's where the Taurean woman
comes into the picture. Not to nurse him, but to soothe him, with her practical philosophy about nightmares.
TAURUS: If you have a healthy mind and body, and fulfilled emotions, nightmares don't exist. Period.
VIRGO: But how can you keep your mind, body and emotions healthy, when everything around you is falling apart, the world is being run by raving madmen, and your car has a broken transmission, you've lost your umbrella, and missed your insurance payment, and your socks all have holes in them, and......
TAURUS: (firmly) People who are properly loved have healthy, happy, fulfilled minds, bodies and emotions. A nice, warm bath and a cup of good, nourishing soup can solve any problem. Give me your socks. I'll darn them.
She makes it sound so simple (and it is, really) that he'll stop worrying, because obviously, he is properly loved by a woman who is both sensible and sensuous. At least, he'll stop worrying temporarily, while he's chewing her crunchy carob brownies, and nibbling her fragrant ear lobe. A Virgo man is repelled by most artificial odors. He likes everything to be natural, as Mother Nature intended. But he rather enjoys the fresh, feminine smell of scented soap, especially on the ear of a sympathetic woman who listens calmly to his worries, without becoming all flustered about them herself. She's an excellent listener, and he can be a pretty fascinating talker. A Virgo man's conversation is usually highly intelligent, clever, bright and interesting, even if it's not always terribly punchy.
Sexually, both of them fall under the category of the silent type. She's silent because she prefers to partake in lovemaking undistracted by verbal romantic coquetry, just drowning in the intimacies of union with the man she loves so deeply. He's silent because he can't think of many wild or spontaneous things to say about sex anyway, and even if he could, he'd probably be too embarrassed to say them in mixed company (the two of them alone together are mixed company- to Virgo). He's not frigid, and he has nothing against sex. In fact, a Virgo male can create great beauty in the physical expression of love by blending desire with emotional tenderness, stimulated by mental excitement. But he's not moved to a single tremble or tremor by the kind of sex that lacks the qualifying aspect of its higher purpose. She won't object to that attitude - no real woman would. She'll probably believe she's lucky to share with him an experience of such gentle affection and passion, and she's right. She is. Virgo love burns with an intense white heat that fulfills with a more mystical depth than
the brief, red flame of more casual lovers.
Not that he doesn't know how to employ the light touch of romance, if and when he chooses. This man isn't the kind to fall asleep in the middle of making love, no matter what you've heard. (He's too wide awake from worrying about whether or not his partner is pleased with his sexual behavior.) Some Virgo men indulge in dozens of light-as-a-feather affairs, because they're experts in the art of playing at love. And so an occasional Virgo male will attract promiscuous women, with loose morals. They feel safe with him. Because he takes it all so casually, they sense there won't be any unnecessary emotional scenes of jealousy. Just good, clean Virgo fun. However, since this man never seeks a party girl for a mate, he soon tires of the shallowness of the game, and then he's ready for a permanent relationship. If he should happen to be strolling through a Taurus girl's garden about that time, he'll be enormously susceptible to a serious romance,followed by marriage. To state it plainly, he's a sitting duck.
She'll have to remember, however, that marriage is not a natural condition for a Virgin, although if anyone can make matrimony seem to be more cozy than confining, it's a Taurean female. As long as she doesn't make him feel possessed,he'll be putty in her hands. She needn't worry about giving him too much freedom. No matter how much rope she gives him, he'll probably only use it to find his way home to her in the dark. He's rather a creature of habit, when all's said and done. He's grown accustomed to her face, to her fragrant ear, his own private shower, the fresh orange juice she squeezes for him every morning,and his shirts all nicely stacked in the drawer, with no ring-around-the-collar.So how is he going to be able to get used to hanging his socks on a strange towel rack? Especially when the neatly darned toes and heels would be sure to remind him of her, and cause him to have an attack of the guilties on the spot.
He may fail to see why she needs to surround herself with so many luxuries,and she may complain that his ideas of personal comfort are somewhat Spartan,but neither of them are inclined to throw away money with careless abandon -so finances will seldom be a subject of contention. With or without a harmonious Sun-Moon aspect between them, this man and woman can rely on the smooth empathy of the 5-9 vibration to mist each misunderstanding with sympathy,and soften each argument with forgiveness. It's not easy to please a Virgin,but the Taurean woman can come mighty close to doing it, and she's capable of touching her Virgo man's skeptical heart with her own special kind of warm, unselfish devotion. If she sticks to it (and that's where much of her talent lies - in sticking to things) she may, after a while, learn the knack of Virgo criticism herself. Then she can send him a Valentine, in verse, that says (in part)
......to be absolutely honest
as you've carefully taught me to be
you're still a little off center
investigating truth
without consequences
and doing your thing ...
playing with platitudes
reading books about Buddha
to learn how to die, before you've started to live
straining emotions through a sterile sieve
and scrubbing your squeaky-clean ivory tower
with Brillo pads
each morning
. . . but you're improving *
