Tag: Love

In the Realm of the Fifth

January 11, 2026

Concerning the Astrological Fifth House of the Zodiac, I suppose I’ll just keep it fun and simple. Naturally, the Fifth House is ruled by Leo, and Leo is ruled by the Sun, so both the Sun and Leo are home in the Fifth. As a result of this, the Fifth House is an extremely bright house that’s full of life and warmth.

Houses in Astrology are categorized into three types. You have your angular houses, which are One, Four, Seven, and Ten, and then we have the succedent houses, Two, Five, Eight, and Eleven. Houses Three, Six, Nine, and Twelve are the cadent houses.

The angular houses house the cardinal signs of the zodiac, and that should give you a huge clue as to what the angular houses are all about. Angular houses are the core or the source for the destruction and creation of energy, but they do lean a little more towards creative energy.

Specifically, the Fourth House is the house of home, roots, and solid foundations, and all that foundational energy coils up and springs forth into the Fifth House where it begins to expand. I mean, how interesting is it that Leo is the sign of expansiveness?

The Fifth House is the house of self-expression. It’s the essence of the uniqueness of human individuality. If you were building a new home, the Fourth House is where the foundation would be built, and the Fifth House is where you would begin to build on top of that foundation. The energy contained in the Fifth House can manifest in many different ways. Look at the picture of the lighthouse.

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Out of all the pictures I could’ve chosen, I chose this picture of a lighthouse to represent the Fifth House because it truly embodies everything the Fifth House is all about. The Fifth House, for one, is the house of short-term pleasures. That’s anything we do to enjoy ourselves, have fun, and let loose. It includes sex (also procreation/having children), the experimentation of drugs and alcohol, and gambling or any game of risk or chance. Creativity can also be found in the Fifth House, and we’re talking about creative outlets. Much joy, peace, and pleasure can be had from journaling, drawing, and painting and all three are outlets for self-expression.

Now, believe me, I totally understand that Venus is the Goddess of Love and Beauty, but because the Sun and Leo are home in the Fifth House and Leo rules the back and the heart, the Fifth House is without a doubt the house of the heart, things you love, and things you love doing.

It’s important to note that we can easily get lost in the Fifth House because it’s the house of short-term pleasures. You see, some of us love to dabble and experiment with substances that make us feel good, and if you don’t have the will power (Sun) to let something go when it’s controlling you instead of the other way around, well, short-term pleasures can turn into life-long addictions. Beware. Moderation.

Now, I’ve been an astrologer for a very long time, and over the years, I’ve definitely found “my own brand of astrology,” so I’m going to share something with you that you won’t hear anywhere else.

A house is just a house. It’s the people inside that make the house a home.

I know, it’s somewhat cryptic, but c’mon. I can’t just give away everything. If you’re really into astrology, you’ll understand what that means.

Have a wonderful evening.

Saint Valentine

Some people celebrate it, and some people don't.  
Some people did, but now they won't.  
Either way,
Happy Valentine's Day!

-Francis Joseph LaManna

I feel like when I was younger, the celebration of Valentine’s day was much more popular. I can’t say for sure if it’s losing in popularity, but it seems like everyone I talk to nowadays isn’t really into it.

I don’t judge though.

So, Valentine’s Day, the day we’ve all come to know and associate with chocolate hearts, roses, and giving extra special love to that special someone in our lives is really about the commemoration of Saint Valentine. Saint Valentine was born in Rome around 226 AD, and it was “courtly love” that was attributed to him. It was about chivalry, and being a gentleman, and the things that Kings and their soldiers would do for the women they loved was to be recognized.

Can you imagine living during a time when you would leave your wife to go fight a war for the survival of your village and have no way of calling home, telling her when you’d be back, or if you were injured? Yes, it was a time of uncertainty, but it was a time when love was honored.

Saint Valentine was eventually martyred on February 14, 269 AD, but it took another two-hundred years before his day of commemoration was established under Pope Gelasius I in the year 469.

I hear lots of people talking about how “marriage” doesn’t hold the meaning it once did, or that mental illness is becoming such a big problem. And, love! People are always complaining about love. Where is it? I don’t feel it?

Well, did you know Saint Valentine is the patron saint of happy marriages, beekeepers, love, epilepsy, and mental illness? Yes, he is!

Don’t throw the baby out with the bath water.

Just because you aren’t buying our mainstream version of what Valentine’s Day is or has become, that doesn’t mean you can’t pray to Saint Valentine in the privacy of your home.

HAPPY VALENTINE”S DAY

Sneak Peak and Some Other Thoughts

I think most of us think about the people we love, those close us in some way, and family members. Some of us worry and some of us obsess over it. However you are personally with that, isn’t really important right now.

It’s not important because some people are truly concerned, which is normal to a certain degree, but some people use what others are doing to justify their personal behavior; why they do or don’t do what they should be doing.

You know those people. “I didn’t get any sleep last night because I was up all night worrying about where you were.” No, you were up all night partying, and I just happened to be sleeping out. Anyway..

What’s important is that you don’t lose site of yourself, your needs, and your life. That’s the point-because some of us do worry about our loved ones.

The second thing I wanted to mention was that I’m going to make a serious effort to live with more love in my heart, with more patience, and more acceptance.

Why, you ask? Because we change. The older we get the more we change and we seem to get further distanced from the things we once found funny, liked, and did.

I’m 42 now. I was 18 twenty-four years ago!! I’m not trying to rush anyone into growing up, but at the same time, I’m in a completely different place then I was 20 years ago. I don’t know, I don’t think it could hurt to be a little more tolerable of some of the shit going on around me.

Okay, now that that’s out of the way, I wanted to give my audience a little gift. Below, is a two-page excerpt from my first book, Smorgasbord A Collection of Thoughts Experiences and Stories. If you didn’t purchase it yet, you should. The first book seems to be fan favorite.

From the chapter: Playtime

Smorgasbord A Collection of Thoughts Experiences and Stories

What are They Doing?

[fictional work]

The day was just beginning as the sun’s firey rays peered through the blinds. A young couple lay nestled together in bed under a warm heavy comforter. There was so much to think about, and so much on their minds, but at this moment, their thoughts about each other consumed them, for each other was all that mattered.

Their apartment was high above the city streets where traffic was slowly mounting and pedestrians scrambled to get to work on time, but from the sounds of the day, it was not out of reach. Through the small opening in the window where the sun’s rays peered, the sounds of the city penetrated their lair. Some would say only beasts reside in lairs, but in a sense, the couple was beasty; two animals, heated with passion.

As her head lay in the comforts of his hairy chest, he ran his fingers through her hair.

“You’re a good girl,” he whispered.

She just looked at him and remained quiet, but it was the touch of his lips to her forehead and his breadth that washed over her face that ignited her primal lust. Like two animals, they rolled around entangling themselves in the bedding. Nothing else mattered.