… to hear this. From this week’s Brezsny:
CANCER (June 21-July 22): You haven’t been singing and dancing and
laughing and playing enough lately. You haven’t been telling yourself jokes
as you drop off to sleep or leaping off the couch during the exciting parts
of your favorite TV shows or going ten miles out of your way to track down
the exotic sensation you’re in the mood for. Either get more serious about
having fun, Cancerian, or I swear I’ll show up in your dreams in the form
of a giant crab running amok in a place where you take everything too
seriously.
Yeah, no shit. Nothing else to say to that. Wait, how about this, for those nearby:
LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): You may think you need a teacher or genie or
rescuer, but I say you don’t. I say that what you need most is to realize
that right now you are your own best teacher and genie and rescuer. In my
astrological opinion, you should drop any fantasies you have that there’s
someone out there who will save you or give you what you lack or reveal
the secrets that will fix everything. For the foreseeable future, you won’t
get what you need until you’re prepared to provide it entirely by yourself.VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Some astrologers say that Virgos tend to be so
obsessed with small details that they neglect to focus on the big picture;
that they get so bound up in seeking perfection that they miss out on life’s
messy beauty and slightly flawed glories. But even if there is a grain of
truth in those ideas, they’ve temporarily become irrelevant. In the
coming weeks, you’ll be drawn to carry out the task Henry Miller
described as follows: “to keep the miracle alive, to live always in the
miracle, to make the miracle more and more miraculous, to swear
allegiance to nothing, but live only miraculously, think only
miraculously.”
Sounds like good advice to me.