Pisces (2/19 – 3/20): Several years ago, I was invited to a "women's circle," so I went. A handful of women were there (I suppose you guessed that, tho...), talking about manifesting good things. I don't really believe in the whole "manifest" strategy, but what do I know. Maybe it's self-fulfilling, which in a weird way, proves that it works. But anyway, back to the circle. One woman said she was trying to strengthen her manifesting skills, so she set out to manifest a penny. She walked all over town, looking and looking. She got to the end of her normal walk and nothing. She wasn't sure what that meant, so she went on an even longer walk, and eventually found a quarter. She was overjoyed at her 25 X manifestation, and I couldn't help but be happy for her. But I remain foggy on the difference between looking for something, trying, working until you get it, and manifesting it. Either way, Pisces, make something good of your week, even if you have to wrestle it out of nothingness.
|May it be so.|
Taurus (4/20 – 5/20): Taurus, between the time I wrote the Pisces horoscope and this moment, which was about 2 hours, I said to one of my loved ones how much I like to sneeze. I guess because it's something that happens that you really have no control over, It shakes things up and is kind of exciting, and I've come to look forward to it. (Don't think too hard about that either.) And 20 minutes after I said that, guess what? I sneezed three times, totally out of the blue. There wasn't a cold or dust in sight, so I'm left to consider the possibility that I totally manifested that sneeze. I'm going to try for a new car next. Give it a shot, Taurus!
Gemini (5/21 - 6/21): A few weeks ago, I was standing outside with a lovely group of friends, and we were looking up at the very dark starry sky, when someone pointed and said, "there's the international space station." Everyone ooh-ed and ahh-ed, except for me, because I'm so skeptical. How could someone look up at all the stuff orbiting out there and know it's the space station? There are 2,200 satellites circling the earth -- how does one guy know it's the space station? So I was quiet while everyone cheered and waved. But the next day, I looked it up on the internet, and sure enough, it was the ISS. There's a website that tells you when you'll be able to see it going over, and suddenly, I've gotten obsessed. Just like that. See what you can come up with to be fascinated by, Gemini.
Leo (7/23 – 8/22): I've been trying to research the international space station, which sounds easy, because duh, the world wide web and all. But what I'm curious about is the humans -- how they manage, how they struggle, what changes. I found a bunch of podcasts, but they were all about the science, like the SMiLE (Spun Microgravity Liquid Experiment) mission. I wanted to hear something other than the standard, "From space, our planet looks so beautiful and vulnerable." I found one that promised a live interview with an astronaut who had been on three space missions. Jackpot, I thought. But guess what, Leo? In one of those earworm solutions, where you get one song out of your head by exposing yourself to an equally catchy song, replacing the original, I've moved a bit off the space station and onto this guy. Because the lens he views the world through is the rolex watch. He interviews this guy who's spent a bunch of time in space, and the interview is all questions about his watch. OMG.
Virgo (8/23 – 9/22): I was sitting at the river with one of my loved ones yesterday, talking about life, and in that weird moment when life imitates your own existential crisis, we watched a dog swim out for a stick, over and over. It took us about a million times of watching the same routine for us to notice that the dog was acting out our conversation. The scenario: the dog is consumed with longing. All he can think about is getting his human to throw the stick. The man throws the stick, and Fido, in a fleeting moment of joy, swims out for it. Life is perfect. The river, the stick, swimming strongly towards it. Then, he grabs the stick and swims back, but by now, the void has returned. All he can think about is getting his human to throw the stick. The other thing that happened sometimes is that the river carried the stick downstream, the way rivers do, and while Stick was bobbing merrily towards Everett, Fido swam in tiny circles, looking anxiously in the same spot for what was not to be found there, confused. Our phylum, Leo. Sigh.
Libra (9/23 – 10/22): Most days, I sit in a coffee shop and work for a while. There's a group of regulars, mostly grouchy old men who drink coffee, tease each other, and generally shoot the shit. I don't talk much to anyone, but I like being around people. Even from the outer edge, I feel like I'm part of something beside my own solo life. When I was growing up, my dad went to a drugstore with a soda fountain every morning before work. It was way before cell phones, and he had his calls forwarded to the drugstore for that half hour or so when he sat and joked around with other men before work started. My six year old self thought that was the coolest thing ever. Starting the day by laughing with other people. See what you can come up with, Libra.
Scorpio (10/23 – 11/21): I was in the grocery store the other day, on my way home from a long wisdom-teeth odyssey, buying soft food for the patient. I'm in there most days, and I don't think I'm very predictable, but the clerk commented that I was off my routine. Anyway, I explained about the wisdom teeth, and without missing a beat, she said, "Wisdom teeth, yeah. I don't think my husband had any. But his brother, he had five or six." The humans, Scorpio, are endlessly fascinating.
|In one of my favorite|
Capricorn (12/22 - 1/19): I read an article the other day that said friendship is only mutual 53% of the time. Meaning that roughly half of the people any of us call good friends wouldn't say the same about us. I mentioned this to someone, and she said, "yeah, that happens to me all the time. Everyone thinks I'm their friend, but it's not mutual." Which was a hilarious and ironic display of both the phenomenon and a big ego. It was the opposite way that I went with it (I often think I'm good friends with someone, but turns out to be woefully one-sided.) But the point is that no one is on always on one side of this equation. I liked what the guy, Dr. Banks, said about friendship:
In the presence of a true friend, Dr. Banks said, the smart or modulating aspect of the vagus nerve is what makes us feel at ease rather than on guard as when we are with a stranger or someone judgmental. It’s what enables us to feel O.K. about exposing the soft underbelly of our psyche and helps us stay engaged and present in times of conflict. Lacking authentic friendships, the smart vagus nerve is not exercised. It loses tone and one’s anxiety remains high, making abiding, deep connections difficult.Exercise the vagus nerve this week, Cap. May your wishes come true.
|My soon to be retired field vest. |
Thank you for your service, little