Horoscope: Dec 13-19

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This reading was scarily timely:

ARIES (March 21-April 19): You've hit a critical checkpoint in the battle to see your worldly ambitions manifest a significant outward impact. Having put so much blood, sweat and tears on the line, Aries, you should now be recognizing how much advancement you've made… and how much further there still is to go. You in-the-moment Aries folks are renowned for being better at starting things than following through to the end with them, though the unavoidable challenge ahead requires you to maintain a strategic perseverance (perhaps over several years even) that consistently prioritizes this ultimate goal over the minute-by-minute impulses to dash toward something more immediately exciting. That's not to say you won't have plenty of that impulsive get-up-and-go—it picks up again once Jupiter re-enters Aries next month. However, no matter how the temporary bursts of momentum come and go, charge and sputter, you've got to chomp down unwaveringly on that golden key to future fulfillment like a dog who'd maul anyone that tries to take his bone. This is not an easy posture to hold for long spans of time, and therefore it's perfectly acceptable if you're reaching the realization you don't have the wherewithal or desire to 'see it all the way through'. Be honest with yourself: Either recommit to adamantly refusing to budge from this dream, or come to peace with your urge to try a different dream for a while.

"Some Fill with Each Good Rain"

This is a fitting poem for this rainy day. It was written by a man (Sufi poet Hafiz), and I am dedicating it to the men in my life who have loved and lost, and question whether they can love again:

"There are different wells within your heart.
Some fill with each good rain,
Others are far too deep for that.

In one well
You have just a few precious cups of water,

That "love" is literally something of yourself,
It can grow as slow as a diamond
If it is lost.

Your love
Should never be offered to the mouth of a
Stranger,

Only to someone
Who has the valor and daring
To cut pieces of their soul off with a knife

Then weave them into a blanket
To protect you.

There are different wells within us.
Some fill with each good rain.

Others are far, far too deep
For that."

Tame the Brain

I’m done with this brain
It makes me insane
It sorts my emotions
With stories of pain
That aren’t even true
Run away, run away
The tiger will kill you
Save us! Save yourself!
Fear moves feet
And mine want to be moved
I must quiet this mind
Make it chase what I choose

Someday Nun

I saw a hummingbird
And
A thousand butterflies left my stomach
I guessed you felt it too
Cuz we are both anxious
I’m loud about it
And you stay silent
Your love is a thousand thank yous
Are you my Teacher? Lover? Friend?
The signs say stay
But you feel like my mortal enemy
Your water keeps putting out my fire
And I only light up for you
I’m at the DNA lounge
Devastated again
I keep inviting you in
And your life keeps leaving me
I need your hands on my body
Your voice in my ears
Your scent in my air
Because you’re so much more tangible
Than my God

When

In four years
I all but forgot how to have fun
I thought free time was a luxury I couldn’t afford
Friends were an afterthought
Pleasure meant I wasn’t working hard enough
Or late enough
I would be happy when…
When…
When?

Balance and the Future

Sometimes we see the signs more clearly
But we always have the future
Sometimes God’s voice is firm
Other times we are lost and call to him
We hear what we want to hear
We can go from No Love to Love Train
In one decision
There’s no Secret
What you want is given to you
Wishing is for shallow wells
Desire moves through you
Like the seasons
Is it intelligent?
It’s intelligent as an ant colony
Or the flight of birds down south
It is balance
A balance our fragmenting minds cannot compute
And therefore cannot rationalize
And we call it God’s Will

Swami Vivekananda

“Each soul is potentially divine.
The goal is to manifest this divinity within, by controlling nature, external and internal.
Do this either by work, or worship or psychic control, or philosophy-by one, or more, or all of these-and be free.
This is the whole of religion. Doctrines, or dogmas, or rituals, or books, or temples, or forms, are but secondary details.”
Raja-Yoga