Written in the Stars (February)

Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit!

So, you made it to February. It's a lovely, dreary day here in central Pennsylvania. A good day to walk outside with hands in the pockets. A good day to be in a glowing cafe full of warm, writhing music (but I'm going to stay home). A good day to wear gray slippers that you used as a handkerchief a few days ago when you were crying in bed. February is my least-favorite month but I do not hate it. It is the doldrums. It is fickle. It lays down the threshold of March's lion. I hope you enjoy my mind-made horoscopes. Peace.

Aquarius: Your tears won't freeze for the salt.

Pisces: Open your hands and see all that you have, but beware of the wind.

Aries: If you feel the rock shift beneath your weight, tell everyone. Even your enemies.

Taurus: You don't have to hold your tongue--or your breath--as you listen.

Gemini: Talk to yourself first and then do it.

Cancer: You know how stone-heavy even the air can be. Let others help straighten your shoulders.

Leo: There are pages you have torn from yourself. Put them back.

Virgo: Give or receive less roses and see what happens.

Libra: Kneel down to the snow flake, the brittle leaf, someone fragile. They need you.

Scorpio: Stand on a mountain. Point at the sky. Someone wants to see you rise.

Sagittarius: Someone's using you as a compass. Lead intelligently.

Capricorn: Perhaps it's time to stand up now.

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