ARIES (March 21-April 19):
During his many concerts in 1999, rock musician Moby often repeated the same announcement midway through his set. "If it was humanly possible," he teased, "I'd have sex with each and every one of you." He'd then launch into "Bodyrock," a sizzling, churning song that whipped his audiences into a Dionysian froth. If I'm reading the astrological omens correctly, many of you Aries are now bubbling over with a well-earned bravado that might move you to blurt out big talk akin to Moby's. I recommend that you be ready to back it up with a creative burst as potent as "Bodyrock."

TAURUS (April 20-May 20):
I had a vivid vision—a waking dream, really—as I meditated on your horoscope. You were clutching a dolly as you rode on a llama through El Salvador. The Dalai Lama sat in back of you and the artist Salvador Dalí in front. Dalí whispered in your left ear, "Let the beauty you love be what you do," as the Dalai Lama murmured in your right ear, "Be kind. Serve those in need. Give your ego to God." Here's my interpretation of the revelation: You are now primed to intensify both your devotion to truth and your hunger for beauty; you are ripe to tap into your most idiosyncratic brilliance as you deepen your compassionate concern for your fellow humans.

GEMINI (May 21-June 20):
Study the dictionary's definition of koan: "a paradoxical anecdote or riddle, used in Zen Buddhism to demonstrate the inadequacy of logical reasoning and to promote enlightenment." I recommend that you get real up-close and personal with the spirit of the koan this week, Gemini. It will be your trusted ally, your best teacher, and your secret weapon as you navigate your way through sticky enigmas. To get in the mood, wrap your imagination around these three brainteasers. (1) Think with your heart and feel with your head. (2) Thou shalt not bore God. (3) Whom can you ask what you came to make happen in this world? (The last one is adapted from The Book of Questions, by Pablo Neruda.)


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CANCER (June 21-July 22):
L.M. Boyd once noted that cow's milk will have a garlic flavor if the cow simply inhales the smell of garlic for a few minutes. That's a good metaphor for the acute sensitivity you possess. Even in your densest moments, you can take on the moods of your companions without even realizing it. It's no wonder you're sometimes a jumble of kaleidoscopic, unfathomable feelings. Though you may often imagine this absorptive tendency of yours is a curse, I assure you that it can be a valuable asset if you learn to regulate it and recognize how it operates. The next few weeks will be a favorable time to do just that.

LEO (July 23-Aug. 22):
Psychotherapists say it's not only naughty but downright counterproductive to blame others for your problems. A skilled therapist urges her patients to accept responsibility for the parts they have played in creating their predicaments. The reason is pragmatic as much as morally correct: When you're obsessed with how people have done you wrong, you have no motivation to change the behavior in yourself that led you into the mess. While I endorse the therapeutic approach, I also know that dogmatic adherence to it can damage your mental health as much as any other form of fanaticism. That's why I'm giving you license to enjoy a big old bitchy Blame Fest. For three days only, you have license to find fault with everyone except yourself. (PS: For best results, bark your complaints at no one but God, your pet, or your mirror.)

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22):
"The hardest part of writing is the words," Ernest Hemingway once said. Similarly, the hardest part of carrying on an intimate relationship is the love. Any romantic fool can gush with the raw adoration that accompanies infatuation, but it takes a resourceful, humble, emotionally intelligent, ripe dynamo to keep plugging away at the arts of love when the thrill of the initial mystery has faded. Are you ready to learn more about this difficult work? The next few weeks will be the perfect astrological time, even if you don't have a partner right now.

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22):
Debate continues to rage at the World Conference of Soul-Making in San Rafael, California. The camp known as the Ruminators claims that most humans are born without souls and can create them only through an arduous and disciplined rebellion against all belief systems. The Resonators agree that soul isn't innate, but insist that soul-making is not as difficult as the Ruminators claim; they believe a habit of gathering good stories will do the trick. The Revelators say every person is born with a soul in seed form, and need only discover the "blueprint" of that seed in order to attract the exact experiences needed to nurture its potential. Which view do you favor, Libra? You're in a phase when soul-making is your specialty.

SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21):
"I've spent the last few years with an eraser," writes Ira Sadoff in his poem "Long Island," "trying to uncover the masterpiece under the canvas,/scratching at the crusted-over surfaces." When I read this passage, I immediately recognized it as an apt metaphor for the unappreciated work you've been doing. Another way to describe your quest is to say you've been struggling to stay on the right side of cosmic law as you've carried out an extended act of creative destruction. I believe you're nearing the climax of the process, Scorpio.

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