cordate: heart-shaped
And now, from our favorite astrologist, Rob Brezny, I bring you my morning's reading...
He says, 'I've ghostwritten a personal ad for you to give to your Valentine or
potential Valentine: "I'm looking for a free yet disciplined spirit I
can roll down hills with on sunny days and solve thorny puzzles with
when the skies are cloudy. Can you see the absurd in the serious and the
serious in the absurd? Are you a curious chameleon always working to
sharpen your communication skills? Might you be attracted to a
sweet-talking wise-ass who's evolving into a holy goofball? Emotional
baggage is expected, of course, but please make sure yours is organized
and well-packed. Let's create the most unpredictably intriguing versions
of beauty and truth that anyone ever imagined."'
love it! I feel like he lives in my head sometimes, it's uncanny.
Showing posts with label horoscope. Show all posts
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11/24/11
on my mind...
on my mind...
So, today I had a doctor's appointment to get my cast off and I left work early. I had lunch at Baja Fresh and bam! there was the most recent copy of the Boise Weekly stacked tall in it's little wire press cage. When I got it, I instantly flipped to the back and read the following horoscope:
"When I see your face, the stones start spinning!" wrote the poet Rumi, as translated by Coleman Barks. "Water turns pearly. Fire dies down and doesn't destroy. In your presence I don't want what I thought I wanted." I think you need to be in the presence of a face like that, Gemini. You've got to get your fixations scrambled by an arresting vision of soulful authenticity. You need your colors transposed and your fire and water reconfigured. Most of all, it's crucial that you get nudged into transforming your ideas about what you really want. So go find that healingly disruptive prod, please. It's not necessarily the face of a gorgeous icon. It could be the face of a whisperer in the darkness or of a humble hero who's skilled in the art of surrender. Do you know where to look?
seems beyond fitting.
So, today I had a doctor's appointment to get my cast off and I left work early. I had lunch at Baja Fresh and bam! there was the most recent copy of the Boise Weekly stacked tall in it's little wire press cage. When I got it, I instantly flipped to the back and read the following horoscope:
"When I see your face, the stones start spinning!" wrote the poet Rumi, as translated by Coleman Barks. "Water turns pearly. Fire dies down and doesn't destroy. In your presence I don't want what I thought I wanted." I think you need to be in the presence of a face like that, Gemini. You've got to get your fixations scrambled by an arresting vision of soulful authenticity. You need your colors transposed and your fire and water reconfigured. Most of all, it's crucial that you get nudged into transforming your ideas about what you really want. So go find that healingly disruptive prod, please. It's not necessarily the face of a gorgeous icon. It could be the face of a whisperer in the darkness or of a humble hero who's skilled in the art of surrender. Do you know where to look?
seems beyond fitting.
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