she’s falling through the atmosphere shattering onto the earth like
cascading stars scattering stardust fresh from heaven a baby at war this is just the beginning she is completely out of control untamed and inspiring a ruby glow inferno i will never let you go she spins her lucid Alice in Wonderland imagination into a live playground spiraling down the chorus of cosmos
a crown of flowers wrapped around her head the sweet perfume of daisies dripping down her neck she inherited a palace a dainty treehouse in the woods and she would sit and drink tea and read books like she should good night and sweet women, gourmet, and wine serenity and life there is a kingdom inside
every time you open your mouth I see fireflies of luscious language flow forth like radiating confetti like that golden helmet on your marvelous mercury mind …i see you wield words like they are ingredients in spellbooks and you feel alone with your thoughts and you don’t know what’s louder, the world outside or the chaos within the madness created by your twin and you write invitations with your mind to birthdays that lead to wonderland and poetry tea mixed inside ~ i can hear and see and feel your voice everywhere
she writes poetry on sheets of moonlight with a pen that pours out ink from the whole night sky it’s her creamy words made of moisture beads and dreamy composition, she can create an orchestra with lunar lyrics and love notes written by the stars
everything i see in the world it all comes back to you because you are my mother, my lover my daughter and my sister i can hear the stars whisper stay wild my dear moon child
if i was a psychic i’d say to a leo that their heart was carrying too much weight. i’d say you are so involved in the moment that i can hear the violins of your heart playing and you leave it wide open and that this is your curse and your gift. i know you go home and you can’t stop leaking you can’t stop leaking the gods are watching you crying but
those tears that fell down the cheeks of great leos like napoleon, max
heindel, amelia earheart, helena blavatsky and carl jung are the ones glistening from your eyes the gods know how marvelous you are ~ even when you can’t shine
shaking and rapidly exhaling, don’t crush your wings against the weight of your own mind they were so perfectly, pleasantly, patiently crafted like the way you use your hands to delicately thread and rewire and repair they are like instruments the way they touch everything and leave a frosted glaze i always know when you have been because you leave nothing behind like you want to be invisible
she rises from the aroma of a flower dainty as a forest fairy, honorable as
a warrior fighting for the cause that captures her musical heart she’s always on the threshold of a fairytale she is some delectable mind and figure of abstract beauty to behold life is her dance across cards gently placed she twirls on
imagination and spins in reverie, a performance of abstract
movement, a tightrope display, a true portrait of balance and artistry
I want to destroy these monsters But devastating them destroys a part of myself I feel more alive in the shadow than the light I prefer the creaking hollow in my bones to the noise of people, the static, the show I have been violated by poisons from hidden valleys I have been stung by leaking ink dripping dark words from unconscious levies Sometimes my body is just a floating Trying to contain century’s memories Between my legs the monsters crawl Trying to perforate every part of me And I was only just becoming used to this skin
she hears wisdom from the mountains and songs from the sea she sings the music of every language and tastes of every herb and spice something is sultry and glowing in her gaze she is sunkissed and filled with dreams that seem written constellations her mind has wandered everywhere it has left footprints in every valley and book, every mind and philosophy she is like sunday everyday, a vacation a getaway a sail into the horizon, a cruise through the stars a freefall into nature’s arms
look how much you’ve grown i’ve seen you slowly fill in those eyes that belong to an old soul i’ve seen you stretch into those bones that were always too big for you and you keep waking up every morning because you know one day you will be rewarded you hold onto the knowing that things will get better and you will feel less sicker and your work will finally be done
you try to read your own puzzle like a book with a magnifying glass as if you are disconnected on the outside staring in you are not an abstract entity i feel you your body pulsates like electrons exploding like bubbles of blue foam your feelings are turquoise crystals over the sea never tainted but reflecting shades and hues from unknown galaxies don’t hide what was crafted so exquisitely
there were times she stayed in bed for days i couldn’t touch her without her bleeding she had third degree burns every sense hurts then she would laugh with god or angels or something invisible i am not dealing with a girl but something magical
A witch’s curse hexes the three Winchester men and reader, leading to a night of desire that would change things forever.
Warnings: Explicit, Smut, Voyeurism, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Threesome (NO Wincest), Fingering, Language, Dom!John, discussion of being high, dirty talk, orgasm denial, squirting, spanking, mention of a panic attack, Feels, A lil fluff, lack of protection, canon divergence. To be clear- the characters have all consented to all sexual acts in this story.
This fic had a mind of its own but I love it. I hope you do too :)
The Impala rolled into a parking space on the street and Sam killed the engine. I straightened the sleeves of my navy fed suit, and looked over at him.
“You really think she’s going to know anything?” Sam pestered, looking through the window.
“Witnesses said two of the victims had been here to see her for readings.” I responded, climbing out of the car. I patted my jacket pocket to make sure I still had my fake FBI badge. “She does readings on love and relationships.”
Sam rolled his eyes as we walked up the sidewalk to the old house.
“What if she’s really psychic then? She’ll know we’re hunters.” Sam suggested sarcastically as he looked over his shoulder to the street.
“Then we’ll improvise. It’ll be fine, Sam.” I responded, looking around the front porch. A bright Psychic Reader sign lit up the front window.
For this #MiniatureMonday we’re featuring a dance card from the Mary Ingram Dance Card Collection. This one, in particular, appears to be from a pre-Valentine’s Day party! There are over 70 dance cards in this collection dating from 1922-1934, and many of them look like they’re from sorority groups and clubs at the University of Iowa.
So, this dance card still has some empty spaces… Do you think anyone else would want to dance with this dorky librarian for Valentine’s Day?
The Libra walks a delicate path in life. The individual is ascended on airy wings above a tightrope of oppositions and multiple perspectives that she is forced to reconcile and balance. She knows the fragility of everything, especially relationships, the truth from the lie, the golden glow of madness, the ability to sink into the mind of everyone around her, the thoughts of others crackle like thunder, their howls like wails from her own chest. There tends to be a great interest in depth psychology with Libra. Attempting to intellectually understand the people around her and fuse this with incredible social intuition generates a tremendous insight into pure human nature and behavior. She is a natural psychologist, she can read people like books. The Libra knows how to see the beauty in every soul, and to keep peace in the Venus kingdom she tip toes around others, fearful of spraying poisonous conflict into the air she keeps diamond and free from dusty disharmony. She really is the Queen of Hearts. Love is the carousal ride that keeps the world rich with colour, delight, and sensation for Libra. But it is not simply about romantic relationships, but about bringing the bliss of harmony through the world through reconciling what is opposite, creating relationships with light, aroma, design, movement, and fragmented parts of herself. There is something dainty about the Libra world because the individual sketches such portraits of perfection, projecting tremendous ideals and lines of symmetry onto her surroundings. Life is a dance to Libra across cards gently placed, she twirls on imagination and spins in reverie, it is a performance of abstract movement, a tightrope display, a true display of artistry.
It wasn’t like you had planned to catch the attentions of a Rogue like Leonard Snart. You hadn’t even realized that you had at first. And by the time you really knew about the way Len earned his living? You were in deep.
You’d been working at The Motorcar your last year of college when you first met him. Len was a regular who tipped well for all that he mostly only ordered coffee.
Not that you blamed him. You’d almost starved with that job as your main food source. If it didn’t taste horrible, then it tended to make you ill. You weren’t sure why. You scoured the place, and it did pass the food safety code.
If you were any more superstitious, you’d say the place was cursed.
Len was a regular who wasn’t big on small talk, or wasting words in general. Everything about him was precise. His order, his payment, the seat he wanted, and when were good times to speak to him. You still preferred him to the drunks who wanted a show, or the kids too high to know if they even brought enough money to cover their order. Although at least they never complained about the food.
Even if the wisdom of sating one’s munchies across from CCPD left much to be desired. You figured it was some twisted inner need to be caught. Or it was a three foot eff you to the system. Could go either way really.
Every other weekend, Len brought his sister. It was the one divergence in his otherwise exact schedule. You’d notice him actually smiling - not the polite tip of the corners of his mouth, but genuinely smiling - from time to time when she was there. You made a point to never drift over while they were in the middle of a discussion. And perhaps because of that, at least in retrospect, they always sat in your section.
Your last month at the diner, you’d begged Lisa to come with you to a ballroom dance event. You’d been pulling so many shifts at the diner that making friends with your fellow college drudges attending over summer semester hadn’t been a priority. Going would net you extra credit, which you couldn’t overlook, but going when you knew absolutely no one wasn’t high on your wishlist. Neither was making a fool of yourself, but you figured you’d only see her one more time anyway, so there wasn’t any harm.
She’d gone, to your eternal relief, not making a big deal about it at all. In fact, she’d laughed about how the moving as a team and timing were right up her brother’s alley, even if it wasn’t hers. If anyone had asked you, you would have said the Snarts were good people. A little distant, but kind enough and certainly well meaning.
In fact, you did say that when the police came knocking not long after, suspecting them. You didn’t see either of them for several years. Not because they’d been in Iron Heights - you thought they might have gotten out of those charges - but because you hadn’t been in Central City.
Len found you in Keystone, working for an advertising company that should have been the job of your dreams. He’d asked if you still had space on your dance card for him after commenting on the glowing character reference you’d given his arresting officer. And somehow that led to a visit to an art museum, and then you moving back to Central City to be able to see more of him.
You’d thought about moving back before. Central was home in a way Keystone had never become. It also had the PR nightmare known as S.T.A.R. Labs to attract your attention. So while Len sought his own adrenaline rush, you’d reached out to the skeleton team left with your proposal. Dr. Wells hadn’t found it necessary, but he had understood your desire to have a challenge. Cisco and Caitlin had been happy to have your help. Such as it was, anyway.
You weren’t a part of Team Flash, although you hadn’t missed their little meetings. Dr. Wells had confronted you about it early on after you had asked him in private if he wanted you to use that information to build up his reputation again or if he’d prefer the secrecy. The scientist had been pretty clear which option he had preferred.
Later, when Lisa seduced Cisco and then Len had tortured his brother to find out the Flash’s identity, you’d been summoned for another private conversation with the physicist. He’d been impressed that for someone so perceptive you hadn’t told your own boyfriend the Flash’s identity. Or hadn’t you worked it out yet?
Although, as it turns out, that conversation wasn’t quite as private as you’d thought.
“You’re dating Captain Cold?”
Turning towards the incredulous voice, you met Cisco’s gaze with a wince.
“I had no idea he was going to do something like that to you, Cisco. Honest. He doesn’t ask me about my work; I don’t ask him about his.”
“An interesting policy, to be sure,” Doctor Wells commented, his eyes laughing for all that his vocal tone was dry and serious.
“We were dating way before he got ahold of your cold gun,” that justification felt hollow even to you.
Cisco didn’t take it as any justification at all.
“Well, stop! He’s a thief. And a murderer, not to mention.”
“Honestly. You do not want to go the route of dragging up dirty little secrets,” you growled out in self defense. “It’s my job to know all of yours, so I can portray you in the best light. Or had you forgotten?”
Watching the interplay between the two men was fascinating. Dr. Wells polishing his glasses as Cisco looked to him for support. Which he did give but with a tired expression to indicate they couldn’t control your life choices.
Damn straight they couldn’t. Even if you had nothing really on Cisco, minus the fact he’d created the weapons used against his brother, which was a cruel thing indeed to mention.
Well, and the fact you’d heard by now just how Cisco was lured into begin with, and this was very much a scenario of the pot calling the kettle black.
The dark glimmer beneath the professor’s gaze still had you rushing out an addendum quickly.
“Excepting, of course, boundaries like the identity of the Flash and what you do in your personal time.”
You grabbed your jacket and nodded politely to both of them.
“That said, I’d prefer what I do on my personal time to remain personal as well. And I’ve a date in precisely twelve minutes. I am sorry for what happened, Cisco. But I do prefer to be on time. Shall I give your regards to Lisa?”
You decided his blush was adorable. And apparently, so did Dr. Wells. He’d laughed anyway before nodding you on to go home.
Only eleven minutes until you got to see him again. Because dammit, you didn’t care if he was a thief and a rogue.
Your monthly constellation of
Get those bottles popping and
candles lit - it’s your birthday and the whole world needs to know! Aries
season, your season, is upon, and heavens help whoever isn’t ready. That’s no
joke - there are five retrogrades in store this month, so proceed with
caution. Turning a year older and wiser is having an incredible effect on your
ambition - your focus has narrowed down to number one! You have goals to
pursue, opportunities to grab, and you simply don’t have the time to be
anything but 100% committed to making those dreams happen. We won’t discourage
you, but be aware of naysayers who may pop up trying to cramp your style. There
will always be people who take personal offense to your capacity to shine, and
regardless of their reasons, it’s in your best interest to do all you can to
separate yourself from that negativity. That’s right - separate. There
is a time to try to talk through someone’s issues with you, slow down your
progress, and work through the reasons behind someone’s ire - a retrograde is
not that time! Breathe deeply - inhale peace, exhale stress - and focus on how
you can channel the wisdom you’ve accrued in all the years you’ve lived to help
you make your mark on the world. And while you’re taking all of these deep,
fortifying breaths, why not take in some amazing scents? Your lucky book this
month is probably unlike anything you’ve read recently, or maybe ever - all the
more reason to dive in! Let Mandy Aftel, master perfumologist, walk you through
the history and philosophy behind the scents we love and love to hate, the
scents that stir up emotions we weren’t even totally aware of. Best of all,
she’ll equip you with the knowledge to create some delicious perfumes of your
own - how’s that for some birthday self-love?
Go on, take a load off, Taurus.
You’re feeling particularly zapped of energy this month, but don’t worry, it
will pass - eventually. This month’s retrogrades are about to do a number on
you, so be prepared! Retrogrades tend to force us to reflect on the past: what
went wrong and how to set things in place in order to move forward smoothly.
Where have you been avoiding closure? What divergent areas of your life could
use better transitions? Take advantage of your need to slow your pace a bit
this month by thinking about how to retrace your steps to clear your head and
clear the air as your birthday rapidly approaches. You don’t want is to be
caught in the same situations you know you should have outgrown a long time
ago. Visualize your areas of growth like a long, winding body of water - where are
the blockages? What do you need to filter out and clear away? No more cutting
corners - if one area is clogged with toxicity, it will likewise ruin the
entire stream. While you take the time to think about how best to tackle the
lurking issues in your past, take some inspiration and knowledge from your
lucky book this month, an eye-opening examination of the source of all life:
water. Where does it come from, where is it going, and what happens when it’s
threatened? You’ll enter your birthday season feeling infinitely more prepared
for whatever is ahead - and with an even greater appreciation for .
Well helloooo, hotshot! You’re in
high demand these days, aren’t you? Your popularity is off the charts this
month, Gem, so enjoy this time in spotlight. It seems that no one can get
enough of you, and keeping up with your own dance card is quickly becoming another
full-time job. Good for you: you’ve been working hard to improve your public
profile and networking skills, so it’s great to see them paying off! Beware the
retrogrades on the horizon, however. The temptation is strong to make new
friends and ditch the old, but you know the old song: one is silver, the other
gold - both precious. Keep your foundation steady and strong before you attempt
to stack more on top. If there’s a friendship in your life that you’ve been
ignoring in favor of your new acquaintances, it may be time to reevaluate your
priorities and make sure your original friendships are on solid ground. This is
a bad time for drama - not only are you more in the public eye than you’ve ever
been, but you’re a Gemini: you know how quickly circumstances can flip and up
can suddenly become down. Hold on to the people in your life who have been
there from the beginning - if things go awry, they are the people you can count
on. And if you find yourself craving some drama, your lucky book has your back.
Badass female assassins, superhuman abilities, hilarious workplace shenanigans,
all with a Buffy-esque flair - you’re in for a literary treat this month. Dive
All systems go, Cancer! You’re a
busy bee this month, flitting from this activity to that with barely enough
time to take a breath in between. There are places you want to go, new heights
you want to reach, and the only way to get there is to work, seemingly
non-stop. Your drive is admirable, Cancer, truly. But I must warn you, the
retrogrades in store for this month will absolutely throw a wrench in your
plans - but by being prepared, you can possibly mitigate their effects by
knowing what to expect from yourself. Thus far, you’ve felt totally in control,
on top of your game, and honestly, pretty fantastic. Making moves suits you,
and you know it does, so you’ve got some swagger in your step. Great for your
self-esteem, but it may bite you in the behind when the planets’ movements
start to send your emotions haywire. You’re going to start noticing the flaws
in your family and friends that you feel need fixing. It’s a lovely impulse, if
a bit insulting; no one likes to be berated or make to feel inadequate for
simply being human. You’re not Iyanla, they don’t need you to fix their life.
Rather, avoid some unnecessary friction with the people you love most and
suffer your opinions in silence. This is not the time to try to bring other
people’s mistakes or shortcomings to light, no matter how fantastic you’re
feeling in comparison - there is usually a log in your eye to deal with before
you attempt to point out the speck in someone else’s. Instead, keep pursuing
the things that are meaningful to you. Work hard to become a better you.
But keep your eyes open for areas of potential growth. Your lucky book this
month is a gentle, illuminating story of a woman who found love and new
convictions in an unlikely place - let this be your respite from the frenetic
pace of your day-to-day. You may discover something you didn’t know you were
Adventure beckons, Leo! Springtime
tends to bring with it a quickening, the feeling of restlessness and
impatience, and all you want to do right now is set off on a brand new path
towards the unknown. Can’t say we blame you! However, if you’re currently find
yourself lacking the means to jet off and escape your usual orbit at the
moment, there’s nothing wrong with venturing out within your neighborhood, or
maybe a town or two over, and exploring places you’ve never visited. There is
always something new to discover, new people to meet, new experiences make
memories of - so don’t feel beholden to taking trips you simply cannot afford
in the name of wanderlust. Either way, whether you’re still home or abroad, you
can’t escape the retrogrades on the horizon. One of your main concerns, Leo, is
your desire to partner with other people for either personal or professional
reasons. A wonderful thing, to be sure, but your judgment may be just a
bit skewed this month - hey, don’t shoot the messenger, blame the planets. Be
careful before entering into any binding agreements this month - examine your
relationships and the terms of your contract deeply to be sure that they aren’t
taking advantage of you, or potentially putting you in a situation you don’t
need to be in. Trust is a precious thing - treat it that way. The characters in
your lucky book learn this lesson well: chock-full of scandal and gossip in a
16th century French royal court, this is the perfect primer on guarding your
secrets until you can be sure of who to entrust them with - you never know who
may not have your best interests at heart.
This is a month of intense focus
for you, Virgo, and considering your usual proclivities, that’s saying
something! Maybe it’s a subconscious pre-empting of the chaos that accompanies
a retrograde - much less five - but this month, you know exactly what
you want, how you want to get it, and what the reward may be. At this point,
there is precious little that can slow you down. You may not want to hear this,
but this could be the perfect time for you to find that kindred spirit to
partner with on this project. Two heads can truly be better than one, provided
you choose your co-collaborator wisely. One word of caution - you’re placing so
much stock into this passion project, so much time and energy, that it can
become difficult to extricate yourself from your work. Try to be aware of when
this is happening, because the inevitable setbacks and misunderstandings then
have the potential to grow into major, insurmountable issues. Beware how
quickly you can bypass ‘annoyed’ or ‘frustrated’ and dive straight into anger,
despite your best intentions. Focus on summoning compassion - it’s free, it
feels better in the long run, and it causes less wrinkles (seriously!). You’re
in very capable hands with your lucky book this month - written by none other
than the master of the arts of compassion and mercy, Anne Lamott. Retreat into
a chapter or two whenever you begin to feel yourself spiral, and remember to
take a few breaths. You’re going to get where you want to go, Virgo, one way or
another. Believe that.
Hey there, lovely Libra. This month
is all about relationships for you, and how to deepen your bond with your
chosen #1 - whether that’s your partner, your BFF, or your sibling. With all of
the retrogrades that are on their way, you may begin to feel a significant need
to take a load off. Lean into this impulse; the planets have their ways of
urging us to reset when there is unfinished business in our lives. What have
you been holding in lately? What have you been trying to gather the courage to
say, and what is keeping your mouth closed? You can only go so long feeling
happy and fulfilled in a relationship that has become shrouded by lies of
omission, no matter how you may try to convince yourself otherwise. Two is the
most important number for you this month, so do yourself a favor and put some
serious thought into how to unburden yourself - you may be surprised with their
reaction! Your lucky book this month is the perfect accompaniment to your
current struggle - it focuses on two young women in 1950s Houston, Texas - one
of them the quintessential “it” girl who everyone either wants to date or wants
to emulate; the other, her best friend, somewhere between babysitter and
co-conspirator. When the it girl goes off the rails, it’s her best friend’s job
to pluck up the courage to bring her back to her senses - and accept the
attendant consequences. See what happens when a friend is confronted with a
tough decision - and acts. Your time for inaction has passed, but that’s not
necessarily reason to fear - you may find that saying what you’re really
thinking is the best decision you ever made.
Hello, spring, and hello,
Scorpio! No matter where you live, the arrival of the spring months can have a
serious rejuvenating effect on your psyche. It’s a time for new beginnings,
fresh outlooks, and clean slates. Clean, indeed - another impulse of spring is
the tidying one, and it’s hitting you hard this month. Excellent! Whether it be
your home, your body, your mind, or all three (seriously, bravo), your number
one focus this month is getting into shape, clearing away old clutter, and
using the arrival of a new season as a reset button. Be aware: there are
several retrogrades this month; be on the alert for their influence over your
emotions. In the midst of the thorough emotional scrubbing you’re doing, don’t
be surprised if you receive a surprise DM or late-night text from a certain
someone you’d sworn off long ago. The funny thing about retrogrades is
right in the name - things from our past tend to pop up and test our commitment
to the here and now. Feel whatever emotion that naturally arises - there is
precious little you can do about that - but then, move right past it. You don’t
owe anybody your time or energy, especially if you’ve already made the decision
to stop giving it to them. Resist the urge to rehash old wrongdoings, put down
your phone, and pick up your lucky book: a heartfelt and hilarious collection
of short stories by a woman who has attended one too many weddings. Every union
is a new beginning of sorts, and despite the flak perpetual wedding guests
sometimes receive, witnessing the foundational moments of someone else’s love
can be surprisingly instructive. If you need to scribble some notes in the
margins, we won’t tell.
Joy to the world, April has come!
Okay, wrong season, same sentiment. You are one happy Sag this month - people
have been noticing your glowing skin, sparkling eyes, and infectious laugh.
Where did this energy come from? Who knows? (Who cares?) After being a hermit
for the past few weeks, maybe it’s simply the restorative power of being back
outside and interacting with more people. Either way, take advantage of this
positive energy and make the most of it - pursue that opportunity you’ve been
watching and waiting to act on, make that scary phone call to the person who’s
been expecting to hear from you. But keep in mind that there are a fair few
retrogrades in store for this month, which can throw your priorities for a
loop. It can be easy to allow yourself to get carried away with this new
abundance of energy; try to be mindful of this! Despite what you’re feeling,
you actually can’t do it all, neither should you aspire to. What are the
projects that have been sitting on the back burner? The ideas you’ve already
devoted love and care to, and now just need to act on? That’s where you should
focus your attention, rather than spreading yourself thin by taking on even
more. Your lucky book this month is a poignant counterbalance to your mood this
month - a collection of essays about the seven years separating the author’s
son’s birth from his father’s death, and the heartwarming, heartbreaking,
hilarious moments that occurred between. Let it be a reminder of the
unpredictability of life - and inspiration to live it as fully and as well as
Hey, sweet Capricorn. That squashy
chair sure is comfortable, isn’t it? This month, you’re all about that home
life: maybe you’re taking on a renovation project, trying out some new baking
recipes, or maybe it means spending time with your tribe, the people you love
and who love you the most. Either way, your ideal April looks somewhat like a
huge Snuggie, maybe a cup of tea, and some quality catch-up sessions with
friends and family. We support this wholeheartedly, especially in light of the
retrogrades coming your way - you’re to want to be surrounded by people who
understand and care about you. Because despite your comfy socks and sweatshirt,
you are not totally at ease - your career is an area of particular concern to
you right now. Take this time to reflect on your current trajectory. What are you
headed towards? What are you moving away from? Is this the direction you wanted
to go with your life, or have you abandoned a dream to pursue something you
aren’t sure you actually need? It’s okay to second guess your decisions
sometimes, and always better to think through those gut feelings than to ignore
them. This is when being in the midst of friends and family can help -
soliciting a second or third opinion can be invaluable when you’ve been stuck
at a crossroads for quite some time. Be open about your fears, and receptive to
the advice coming your way. And to give yourself a break from this intense
internal restructuring, your lucky book is waiting: a highly addictive,
spellbinding collection of short stories about the ties that bind, the flawed
world we live in, and what happens when things go topsy-turvy. A perfect escape
within your escape.
Look at you go, Aquarius! Your
April is already off to a rousing start, with all of the exploring you’re
doing. Good for you! March was an insular kind of month for you - whether
because of a heavy work load, emotional load, or you were just plain exhausted
- but now you’re ready to grab life by the horns once more. Keep this up! Be
proactive in doing the things you enjoy, the things that make YOU happy,
regardless of what you fear other people may think. Retrogrades are brewing
this month, Aquarius, and for you, they can come with a boatload of self-doubt.
You know your own propensity for negative self-talk and not trusting your own
desires, so rather than wait for those feelings to take over, do the important
work of reaffirming your own self-worth and confidence. Use your outings to
find like-minded people; kindred spirits who you feel comfortable turning to
for some subtle validation on your more melancholy days. Treat yourself to a
massage or a matinee - life is short, so why not be kind to yourself? There is
no one right way to do things, no matter what you may be accustomed to telling
yourself, so let your explorations be open-ended. Your lucky book this month
deals with one of the most polarizing and contentious topics with a similar
approach: she presents the case for agnosticism, and the freedom in
acknowledging everything we don’t know. There’s no shame in admitting the
limits of our knowledge, and wanting to be our authentic selves, whatever that
means for you. Own it!
Time to get up and get going,
Pisces! You have a lot of ideas, but thus far, not nearly as much
follow-through - but this month is when you change that! Think about it: how
can you kick your productivity into gear? Set more alarms? Write more to-do
lists? Find an accountability partner? Whatever works best for you, start now
and stick with it - it will be tough, but you can do it. Best to get this month
off to a busy productive start than wait for the impending retrogrades to sap
you of your creative energy. But when that time does come, and you’re feeling
sick and tired of the same old, same old, here’s an idea: do a bit a tidying
up. Not your room or kitchen, necessarily (although that’s never a bad idea),
but specifically, examine your wardrobe, your haircut, your shoe situation.
Maybe the slump you’ve been in can be attributed to a subconscious desire for a
physical change. Hey, they say not to judge a book by its cover, but everyone
does it anyway, right? And there is much to be said for the ways that outward
appearance can transform inward confidence. There’s something undeniably
powerful about looking into a mirror and being happy with what you see - it can
add a spring to your step, it can make you more likely to speak and be heard,
and just appreciate the world a bit more. Donate the things you’ve outgrown to
a local charity and experience the immediate psychological benefits of
physically removing objects that carry outdated negative energy from your
space. Your lucky book this month is all about the enduring impact of past
mistakes on a small town, and the ways that those mistakes can have a ripple
effect on multiple families within that community. When tragedy strikes, who is
to blame? How do you reconcile the reality of the present with the ignorance of
the past? Sometimes a facelift can be the first step to a deeper reconfiguring