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TAURUS (April 20-May 20):
Tune in, please, to all the nagging itches that fester in the back of your mind and at the bottom of your heart. For now, do not attempt to scratch them; do not judge them; do not visualize them as frustrated desires whose purpose is to drive you mad with longing. Instead, Taurus, simply regard those nagging itches with reverence and curiosity. Give them room to breathe and allow them to speak their truths. Surrender to the fullness of the emotions they stir. It may take an hour or it may take a few days, but if you persist in this approach, the nagging itches will become your brilliant guides. They will instruct you as to what questions you most need to ask and they will show you how to move in the direction of the blessed answers.
GEMINI (May 21-June 20):
Is there anything about you that has remained unripe for too long? Have you clung to your innocence or amateur status past the time when you should have graduated to the next higher level? Are you still a dilettante in a field where you have the potential to become a flaming master? If you answered yes to any of those questions, now is a perfect moment to kick yourself in the butt. Waiting for fate to do the kicking for you would be a first-class goof-up.
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CANCER (June 21-July 22):
There are few things more poignant to an astrologer than a Crab without a secret. You Cancerians need tantalizing enigmas in order to feel fully alive. You thrive in the auras of smoldering mysteries, and you love to explore hidden treasure in private. Though at times your fascination with the adult version of peekaboo is a way to preserve your delusions, just as often it's a healthy expression of your playful nature and a wise recognition of how elusive and ever shifting the "objective truth" can be. I've described this in detail, my dears, because you are dangerously low on secrets right now. It's time to get filled up.
LEO (July 23-Aug. 22):
My acquaintance Renata is a sculptor who creates animals from marble and limestone. She likes to say that her art consists of liberating the figures that are buried inside the stone. She doesn't build a statue, then, as much as she carves away the stuff that's obscuring it. I recommend that you borrow Renata's approach, Leo. The thing you love and need and deserve already exists, whole and complete. All you have to do is eliminate the unessential elements that are keeping it unavailable to you.
VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22):
Many smart, educated people think astrology is bunk perpetrated by quacks. For any stargazer with an ego, this threatens to be depressing. We want to be loved and appreciated like everyone else. On the other hand, I've found that being in a field that gets so little respect has for the most part been liberating. It has been impossible for me to get all puffed up with overbearing pride; I've had to learn to practice astrology primarily for the joy it brings me, not as a means of seeking recognition. In a backhanded way, then, a seemingly demoralizing curse has become an invigorating boon. I predict that you, Virgo, will soon harvest an analogous mutation.
LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22):
The Real Thing has arrived. Maybe not the Ultimate, Climactic, Last-You-All-Your-Life Real Thing, but who knows? Even if it is just a temporary Real Thing, it's still got a lot of rich transformations to give you. I'd like to inquire, therefore, why you have not yet let it fully into your life? Is it because it has a superficial resemblance to a counterfeit "Real Thing" from your past? Or, in a world teeming with false promises and spin doctors and crafty sales pitches, are you finding it hard to recognize a truly genuine article? Pinch yourself, Libra.
SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21):
You Scorpios are the most strategic sign of the zodiac. Like chess masters, you're often thinking 10 moves ahead. At the same time, your ability to concentrate on what's right in front of you is almost scarily potent; your piercing attention resembles a magnifying glass focusing the sun's rays on a bug on the sidewalk. This combination may make you difficult to read and impossible to outmaneuver: You can be intensely zeroed in on the present, yet furiously scanning the past and future for clues on how to take maximum advantage of all the possibilities. Everything I just described is currently at a peak of expression. May you use it to create abundant good works for all concerned.
SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21):
Sagittarius comedian Margaret Cho is my hero. Her film Notorious C.H.O. is the bravest work of art I've seen in years. She bares her soul ruthlessly, unveiling raw admissions about herself that would permanently embarrass most people. Yet there's also an unselfconscious grace in her spectacle; she avoids drawing us into the fantasy that we're participating in naughty voyeurism. She's authentic, not "bad." She's telling the truth, not manipulating us into worshiping her outrageous ego. Best of all, Notorious C.H.O. is orgasmically funny. I belly-laughed so vehemently that the muscles in my abdomen were fatigued halfway through the movie. I'm describing Cho's accomplishment in detail because you now have the ability to tap into the uniquely Sagittarian power she has harnessed with such mastery.
CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19):
Gaga advisory! Your imminent future may contain unexpected quests and over-the-top exploits that alarm control freaks and big babies. You could have extravagant encounters with poignantly liberating sexuality and novel emotions that alter your brain chemistry forever. The controversial mysteries you naturally attract will prick some people on the raw edge between their desires and their fears. I suggest you provide clear warnings to anyone who may be offended by moist little miracles and huge flaming magic.
AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18):
So I'm taking a break from dancing outside the San Francisco warehouse where a Sweaty Prayer-style rave is unfolding. My mind has been melted and my chakras steam-cleaned by the pounding grooves inside. Up walk three manic creatures I happen to know, Aquarians all, their eyes popping and jaws flapping. My psychic probe determines they're buzzed not on any drug but on the natural high-octane frenzy of their nervous systems. I swear I can see the vapor trails. I ask if they'll help me do astrological research about the state of the Aquarian psyche. The next half-hour passes in a dazzle as these virtuoso talkers regale me with convulsive stories of reconciliation. One has just reunited with her lost love, another with a lost part of his own mind, and the third with a lost cause that's now no longer lost. What's your reconciliation, O Seeker of Unity?
PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20):
My first suggestion is that you gently remove your head from the sand. Next, get your hand unstuck from the cookie jar. Then figure out why your shoes are tied together, and do something about it. Finally, Pisces, I'd like you to reach around to your back and rip off the sign that reads "KICK ME," which has been taped there for a while. Before you know it your strength and courage will return, and you'll be primed to fix the less obvious glitches in your fate. For instance, you could dismantle the trap you set for yourself last February, then move on to dissolving a pocket of unjustified self-hatred.
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