Welp. That explains that. My mom encouraged me as a child to observe others and asked me questions about what I saw and how the other person thinks/feels. Then we discussed it from her view. No wonder switching points-of-view comes “naturally” to me and I get highly irritated with others who don’t (can’t?) do it in discussion. Astrologically: My mom is a Gemini (language, short-distance travel, siblings, variety, objectivity) with Mercury (communication) in Gemini. I have Venus (hobbies, likes, affection) and Mars (energy, pursuit of goals) in Gemini. I’m a Cancer (motherhood, nurturing, childhood, subjectivity) and my mom has Venus and Mars in Cancer. To me, our conversations about everything imaginable during our long commutes to and from my elementary school, around the neighborhood on a bike, at the park under trees, over meals at restaurants, etc. felt like love. She treated me as an intellectual equal, one whose opinion mattered as much as hers - as long as I kept my tone respectful (which was hard for me to do when I was upset!). Sometimes, I wish my mom was the traditional mother I saw on TV growing up. But as I mature into womanhood, I’m more thankful of the lessons she taught/teaches me. They are rare gifts indeed.