This post is based on Linda Goodman’s Book “A NEW APPROACH TO THE HUMAN HEART LINDA GOODMAN’S LOVE SIGNS” for the Love Compatibility of Cancer and Aquarius.
Water – Cardinal – Negative
Ruled by the Moon
Symbol: The Crab
Night Forces – Feminine
Air – Fixed – Positive
Ruled by Uranus
Symbol: The Water Bearer
Day Forces – Masculine
This is a difficult question, because it is quite impossible to
say how time does wear on in the Neuerland, where it is
calculated by moons and suns, and there are ever so many
more of them than on the mainland.
Because the Crab and the Water Bearer are influenced by the 6-8 Sun Sign vibration, Aquarius finds Cancer helpful in some way, and Cancer finds Aquarius mystifying in some way. Of course, Cancer isn’t alone in that outlook. Everyone finds Aquarius mystifying. It’s just that Cancer finds Aquarius even more mystifying than the rest of us do, because Aquarius represents the eighth astrological house to Cancer. This means the Crabs look upon the Water Bearers more or less the way Aries people look upon Scorpio, as Taurus people look upon Sag, as Gemini people look upon Cappy, and so forth. It’s all relative.
At first glance, it may appear that these two share nothing at all, making it difficult for them to relate to each other. But think about it a little longer. Take, for example, Mother Goose (Cancer) and Lewis Carroll’s Mad Hatter (Aquarius). Can you see where they might have something in common? They unquestionably share the quality of – strangeness. The abstract.
However, Aquarius is strange in a sudden, shocking and unconventional way, and Cancer is strange in a moody, dreamlike way. Although Crabs are undeniably outwardly quite practical, there is this elusive essence of changeability and unpredictability about them. This they also have in common with Aquarius, but what counts is the difference in the manner in which the quality is manifested. The changeability of the Crabs is synchronized to the changes of the Moon, timed to the Lunar phases, as simple as that. So it’s somewhat easier to keep a daily log on their mood switches. One just jots it down neatly in a ledger, you know, under Full Moon (weird and weepy) – New Moon (restless and imaginative) – Quarter Moon (nostalgic and homesick) – Three-Quarter Moon (funny and lovable) – Waning Periods (cranky and crabby) – Waxing Periods (aggressive and hungry) – or Eclipses (pouting and reclusive). The trouble is, sometimes Cancerians mix up their moods, and one then has to observe that it’s the Full Moon when they’re funny and lovable, whereas the New Moon brings on nostalgia, or they’ll pop out of the basement during the Three-Quarter, and become aggressive during an Eclipse. One needs a ledger book with several columns, also perhaps a blue and red pen for the switchovers, and even then, it requires a great deal of concentration to keep the columns straight, should they happen to stick to the crabby crankiness during the Waning, but reverse the weird and weepy to the Quarter Moon. But for all that, the Crab’s moods and changes are rather more easy to prognosticate than those of your typical Water Bearer.
You see, Aquarian changeability and unpredictable behavior are timed to the lightning flashes of Uranus, and I really don’t know of anyone, including Tom Edison, Ben Franklin and Nicola Tesla, who ever found a way to predict lightning flashes with enough accuracy to log them in a ledger. One minute the sky is clear-blue milk glass, and a split second later, there’s this zigzag streak of forked yellow fire cutting through the clouds, followed by the most awful rumble, then a sudden noisy clap of thunder. Consequently, as intricate as the Lunar Ledger accounting may be, the Uranus Lightning Ledger accounting is simply impossible to keep straight. Actually, I believe the less traumatic way would be for the Crab and the Water Bearer to play it by ear. I mean, taking everything into consideration, you know? By now, you’ve probably comprehended that this association, while it can no doubt be puzzling for both people, is highly unlikely to be boring for either.
Perhaps because the Crabs are such great reactors, their emotional needs capable of leaping to such heights and plunging to such depths, Aquarians think it’s fun to play little tricks on them, to surprise them when they’re least expecting it. The Water Bearers may pull their surprise numbers on Cancerians at any age, beginning quite young, sometimes even before they’re born – although, typically Uranus-like, they nearly always give a subtle hint of the coming caper, which the Crab almost never picks up but which makes the Aquarians feel better because, after all, they did try to warn you, and you paid no attention. (Aquarians hate to do anything dishonest or hypocritical.)
For example, Jennifer H. Smith was about to become a mother for the very first time in March of 1978, in San Diego. Jennifer is a Cancerian Moon Maid, so you can well imagine the event was enthusiastically anticipated, Cancer being the sign of Motherhood, and having babies naturally being the big thing it is to women, but especially to girl Crabs. The obstetrician informed Jennifer and her husband, Bill, that the baby would arrive on March 28. Mothers always believe their obstetricians (Cancerian mothers even more because they tend to be shy, and not apt to talk back), although one wonders why they’re so gullible, since doctors calculate the date of birth correctly roughly only somewhere below 2 percent of the time, and their batting average is even lower than that on the first baby.
So here they were, poor Jennifer and Bill, expecting an Aries infant, which of course meant preparing for substantially more screaming demands for clean panties and warm bottles at odd hours during the night because, although all infants are demanding to a degree, Aries infants are selfish beyond belief when it comes to not caring whether their parents sleep or not until their howling needs are fulfilled. They are feisty little bundles from Heaven, the ones who arrive by way of Mars, but irresistible all the same.
The problem was that the doctor and the parents were figuring the wrong Sun Sign. Only the baby himself was aware that he was an Aquarian. He tried to warn them before he pulled his surprise, but no, they paid no attention and insisted on checking with the doctor and calendars and such, instead of with the San Diego Public Library, where the truth waited for them. Now, you may think the public library a very odd place to go to learn the date of birth of an expected infant, but to an Aquarian, it’s all quite logical.
Water Bearer Bobby Smith arrived, not on March 28, but precisely on his own Uranus schedule, of February 3, 1978, nearly two months early, and weighing in at 5 pounds, 6 ounces – and no, little Bobby was not a premature baby. He was a perfectly healthy and well-formed (if tiny) full-term infant, who had no intention of timing his entrance into this world to suit anyone’s mistaken calculations, and thereby depriving himself of his Aquarian Sun Sign.
But as I said, Aquarian Bobby tried to warn his Cancerian mother. On her hurried departure from the house, on the way to the hospital – when it became evident that, calendar or no calendar, doctor or no doctor, Bobby was definitely arriving – Jennifer passed the hall table, on which lay a library book, with the cover open. But did she see it? No. It wasn’t until she returned home with her baby son in her arms that she glanced at her warning. Stamped in large purple letters on the card in the book, was the telegram from Uranus, as clear and distinct as could be: DUE DATE: February 3, 1978.
Regardless of the relationship between Cancer and Aquarius, whether the two of them are relatives, friends, business associates, lovers or mates – whether the Cancerian is a boy Crab or a girl Crab, and whether the Water Bearer is male, female or any other sex – the Aquarian will, from time to time, play these little tricks on the Moon person, just to watch the Lunar reaction. Cancerian features are so elastic, it’s like watching a movie of Life to observe the expressions that pass across them – joy, sorrow, laughter, suspicion, secrecy, fear, anger, tenderness, hope, despair, expectancy – the entire gamut of human emotions. Tears, then giggles. Laughter, then sobs. Crankiness, then gentle sweetness. Softness, then crabby snapping. The Water Bearers thoroughly enjoy it all. But there’s one Cancer mood they won’t enjoy. The Crab’s sometimes exaggerated sense of personal privacy. Aquarians have nothing to hide, and they can’t comprehend why the Crabs are so unnecessarily suspicious and self-protective. These two may sometimes need a brief vacation from each other when one’s eccentricities begin to grate on the other’s nerves.
A male Cancerian and male Water Bearer I know, who were very close friends in New York, decided to share a house for a few months in California, while the Aquarian was checking out a college to see if it deserved being honored by his enrollment. His Cancerian buddy had a habit of locking his own room when he left the house. No reflection on his Uranus friend’s honesty, but Crabs just have this sometimes slightly neurotic compulsion for secrecy. The Aquarian merely shrugged. The idiosyncrasies of their friends never trouble or surprise the Water Bearers. “Live and let live” is their motto. However, one night the Crab made the mistake of locking the Aquarian’s guitar and tennis racquet in his (the Cancer’s) room before he went to a movie. When Aquarius came home and wanted to practice some songs, then play a set of tennis, and realized his equipment had been locked up, he exploded into a lightning streak of Uranus anger, pried open a window and made a forced entry to recover his belongings.
Outraged when he returned to find his room broken into, the Crab called the police. It nearly destroyed the friendship between them, but fortunately, they talked it over and parted with a handshake – although the Aquarian wisely moved out the next day, before the Cancerian’s period of pouting over the incident made him say things that would have wounded the sensitive Lunar one too deeply to ever be forgotten. They’ll pick up their friendship someday again, where it left off. But the moral of the story is that these two Sun Signs shouldn’t press each other too far. A breathing spell apart periodically is helpful.
Cancer intensely resents the Aquarian inquisitiveness and blunt speech. Aquarius intensely resents Cancer’s reticence and tendency to pout. Yet the Water Bearer will become cross himself (or herself) when the Crab is moody, eccentric and unpredictable. Then the Crab could very well retort, justifiably, “Look who’s complaining about mood changes, eccentricity and unpredictable behavior!” Unfortunately, however, Aquarians never see themselves as strange in any way. The whole world is crazy, and everyone in it is crazy, but they are as normal as can be. Aquarius is a Fixed sign, don’t forget. Cancer is Cardinal. Therefore, Cancer will make every possible attempt to “lead” Aquarius, while Aquarius makes every possible attempt not to be led. That’s what Cardinal means and that’s what Fixed means. The sum total is … . well, I do hate to be redundant, but it’s unpredictable.
The most common mistake made in an association between the Moon-ruled and the Uranus-ruled is the tendency of the Crab to try every sort of strategic maneuver (most of them sly and secret) to get the Water Bearer to come around to the Cancerian point of view. It takes a while to learn that the devil and forty horsemen could not persuade a Uranus individual to do anything he-she does not wish to do. You can make that the devil and ninety horsemen, if you wish. Throw in the entire Marine Corps. If the Water Bearer has other ideas, the Crab is nearly always wasting time, and Cancerians should make note of this, because they do not like to waste time any more than they like to waste money. Still, there’s always the unexpected, “unpredictable” outcome, when the Aquarian is cajoled or wheedled or softly pressed into submission, and the rare instances of this phenomenon will invariably be due to the Crab’s truly amazing tenacity. When a Crab grabs anything or anyone with that claw of persistence, it’s no easy task to work loose from the grip.
The eating habits of these two are often vastly different. Many Aquarians enjoy snacks like frozen bananas dipped in chopped liver, tomatoes stuffed with pinto beans – and baked dandelions. Cancerians prefer more nourishing dishes like Mama used to make and stuff into their ecstatic tummies. The formula Aquarius must remember if he-she wants to keep the Crab happy is: lots of love – lots of food – lots of money – and simply oodles of sympathetic listening.
If the Crabs care to be given the secret of success in achieving harmony with the Water Bearers, here it is (but don’t tell anyone – shhh!). Mind your own business – don’t gossip – don’t nag – don’t ask questions – and be prepared to remind them of their names and addresses now and then, when they absentmindedly forget such small matters. If they both practice these formulas, they should get along quite nicely with each other.
When the Crab is lonesome and moonsick (which is very much like homesick, only much more so), the Water Bearer should cheerfully call out, “Hey! You want to play marbles with jelly beans?” That’s all it takes to make most sad Looney Birds smile – the mention of yum-yums. And the memory of fun at recess, in the “good old days” long, long ago, when Life was nice and safe and secure and cozy … . when Mama tucked them in at night, and always had a hanky handy to dry the tears shed over their Lunar fears.