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ARIES (March 21-April 19): When I launched my career as a horoscope columnist, my Aries editor advised me, “Always emphasize the big three. Money, love, and power are what people care about most.” When he realized after a few months that I’d just as soon write about Jungian archetypes, tantric rituals, and lucid dreams, he downsized me. To this day, I’m chronically worried I don’t give you Rams enough lowdown on the big three. Luckily, that’s not a problem now, because I can in good conscience assert that the future is pregnant with opportunities for you to become more powerful by spending money on love, to grow richer by being a powerfully sensitive lover, and to attract more love by bringing greater subtlety to your pursuit of money and power.
TAURUS (April 20-May 20): I’m pleased to announce that the cosmos has given you poetic license to be very demanding this week — as long as you’re not rude, frivolous, or unreasonable. Here are some examples of ultimatums that will pass the test: I demand that everyone get drunk on the truth with me. I demand to grow younger every day. I demand that everyone I love help me undo the black magic I’ve inadvertently performed on myself. On the other hand, Taurus, the following ultimatums are not acceptable: I demand tribute, you fools. I demand that a surrogate mommy cut all the crusts off my sandwiches. I demand that the river flow backward.
GEMINI (May 21-June 20): I think it’s high time you dreamed up a few new vices. The old ones don’t pack the educational punch they once had. I’d love to see you try some really rambunctious diversions, like eating ripe figs while playing with rubber duckies in a public fountain with your silk pajamas on, or toppling the icons and idols you once believed in but no longer do, or finally risking what you were forbidden or too inhibited to do when you were in 10th grade. It’s your choice as to how you depart from the same old boring mischief. P.S. Don’t tell anyone I suggested this.
CANCER (June 21-July 22): I propose that you play a prank on yourself, Cancerian. While putting on your shirt or blouse some morning, fasten the top button in the second hole, the second button in the third hole, and so on all the way down. Then preserve this dishevelment the rest of the day, summoning all your dignity in the face of odd stares and snide comments. If anyone says, “Hey, your shirt’s buttoned wrong,” reply, “No it isn’t. I buttoned it this way on purpose.” And the purpose of this exercise? To practice maintaining your composure and sense of self in the face of a twist that might normally throw you off-center. It’ll be a great rehearsal for the other challenges headed your way.
LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): Before proceeding any further, please arrange for a bright companion to rub your shoulders while thinking tender thoughts about you. This is no joke. I urge you not to read on until you are feeling well loved and appreciated. Why? Because you are most likely to express your full potential in the coming week if you are steeped in the influences of people who see the best in you. Don’t just wait around and hope for this to come your way. Get out there and make it happen.
VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): It’s the Rock Star phase of your astrological cycle, when you have license to inject your confidence with the metaphorical equivalent of steroids. I’m pleased to grant you the authority to whisper or bellow the following truths thousands of times in the coming week. 1. “I am a graceful genius who motivates people to do what’s difficult but right.” 2. “My well-hung mind is a fount of healing surprises.” 3. “I am a fascinating fertility god/goddess with a knack for continually reinventing the art of liberation.”
LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): I predict that even those of you who are devout atheists and orthodox agnostics will have a brain-cleansing, heart-expanding, sphincter-relaxing religious experience this week — though you might go through contortions trying to deny it. Just imagine what awaits you, then, if you already kinda sorta believe there’s more to reality than what your five senses reveal to you. Let the divine mutation begin!
SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Before I become a geezer, I hope to eradicate all my “isms.” I’ve made stunning progress at purging the sexism, racism, classism, and looksism I absorbed while growing up. I’ve still got a ways to go with my ageism, egotism, and capitalism. And then there’s signism, as in showing favoritism toward certain signs of the zodiac — some readers have recently complained that I’m way too soft on Scorpios. All I can say is that I get turned on by persons who devote ingenious courage to dismantling their dogmas. You have more than earned my mushy love letters. Please continue.
SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): What do you say we get drunk, stay up all night, and talk about our relationship, Sagittarius? Unless of course you’re an alcoholic, in which case let’s not get drunk. But in either case, let’s definitely err on the side of playful poetry, not smarmy sincerity. Let’s promise never to use the expressions “I’m feeling vulnerable” or “I hear what you’re saying.” Instead, let’s communicate our true colors by finger-painting on the walls and singing our favorite songs at the top of our lungs. We can tell each other’s fortunes, stage a burping contest, and make funny faces until we’re so punchy that we spill all the priceless secrets that are aching to erupt. Any other ideas? Write and tell me at zen pride@earthlink.net.
CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): What’s the greatest lie in my life? Maybe the way I try to hide how sensitive I am to criticism. Or maybe my tendency to pretend it doesn’t bother me that my music has never gotten much attention. And how about you, Capricorn? I predict that the most glaring dishonesty in your life will soon crawl into your lap and demand a changed relationship with you. Whatever you do, don’t spit on it, ridicule it, or ignore it.
AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): I hope you’re in the habit of remembering your dreams each morning. You had a really important one recently. In it, you were exploring the pleasures of chocolate-flavored toothpaste and a brand new aerobic workout that involved a tandem “sexercise bicycle.” Here’s my interpretation of the dream’s meaning: In your waking life you’re on the verge of finding ways to make self-discipline feel really good. Also, Aquarius, do you recall another dream, in which I gave a guinea pig a makeover before its big audition? The guinea pig was a symbol for you.
PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): I dare you to write a letter to the person you’ll be one year from today. Tell this Future You that you’ve taken a vow to accomplish three amazing feats by then. Say why these feats are so important to you. Describe them. Brainstorm about everything you’ll do to make them happen. Draw pictures or compose collages that capture your excitement. When you’ve finished this letter, mail it, along with a self-addressed stamped envelope to me at PO Box 150628, San Rafael, CA 94915. I’ll mail it back to you in June of 2003.
Homework: Describe the tree house you would like to build one day and what pleasures you would like to pursue there. Write: www.freewillastrology.com.
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