My mom likes to send me my horoscope from time to time. She does not believe in them per say, but she does usually find them inspirational and, once in a while, oddly poignant. These last two days have fallen into the “oddly poignant” category and has me thinking I many need to rethink my feelings on the whole "horoscope thing".
Yesterday’s Horoscope was this:
Writing may be one of your main focuses for today, dear Gemini. You have a lot of information to impart to anyone who might be interested in what you have to say. You could try your hand at a magazine article or perhaps fiction or poetry. However, even if all you write at this time is a letter to your grandmother, what you say will undoubtedly be bright, gripping, and certainly very interesting. Go to it!
Today, she sent me this:
There is no question about it, dear Gemini: Change is in the air! Perhaps you cannot feel it because you have allowed yourself to become bogged down in despair. You can't help but wonder if you will ever attain your goals. Well, take heart. The times they are a changing, as Bob Dylan says. You just need to wait a bit longer. In the end, it doesn't matter how long it took to get there, only that you arrived!
Considering my mood these last few weeks and my latest posts, this is down right freaky. Is this just coinscidence? A broken clock showing it can still be right twice a day? A Halloween trick? I don't know for certain, but I think I am supposed to think long and hard about this. Perhaps my dreams are not quite dead just yet.
5 comments:
OK Now yer startin to scare me! C'mon yer not actually gonna believe in the stars, are you?
Newspaper horoscopes are worse than a $2 crack whore forced to sell her twat fer 50 cents.
Me friend, it's time to get down and do what you do best, talk to people.
STOMP.
Do I believe it is telling me my future? Hell no.
Do I believe those to be the words I need to hear right now? Hell yes.
When the Universe speaks, it's a good idea to listen.
My former boss used to love horoscopes, so I found some online for her that I thought were good. Some were downright scary, and not in the "floofy" meta concept. As in "an older relative will call you for help today" and my Mom calls that night asking me to help with something kind of scary.
Hope is around the corner.
I find that the best course of action involves very little thinking. Jump full-tilt boogie into a thing and just do it. If you think about it too much, you'll never do it. Word.
Maybe your Mama just knows you real well.
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