“… a man cannot make him laugh, but that’s no marvel, he drinks no wine.”
Falstaff in 2 Henry IV (IV.iii.42)
Horoscopes for 2.14.2022
The Sun enters the Tropical Zodiac Sign of Pisces on Feb 18, 2022 around 10:44 AM (local).
Flashback to a previous Valentine’s Day.
Aquarius
What’s stopping you? Simple as that. I dug through some of my dusty astrological books, and I was seeking enlightenment to pass onto good Aquarius who need just a quick shot of some clarity. The simple answer? “What’s stopping you?” While that is over-simplified? The idea, and the Moon punts this into position, the idea is to simplify the problem, that obstacle. One Aquarius will respond with “All men are stupid!” That’s kind of a given, and while not totally true, as a guideline, not a bad one. So that’s what the obstacle is. What’s a quick solution to that problem? Dumb it down, like teaching a toddler. So what’s stoping you?
“Kramer, you are so simple.”
Uh-huh.
Pisces
Shakespeare’s plays, in the text books, are divided into three categories, Histories, Tragedies, and Comedies. Simple enough. However, some of the histories, like Richard II or especially, Richard III strike me more as tragedies, as they track the fall of the great family of rulers. Reads like a tragedy to me. Reads like an Elizabethan Tragedy to me. Could be me. I’m not sure. However, this applies to precious Pisces with current events?
Not sure what’s historical and what, to gentle Pisces is really tragic. The problem with the pile up of planets not in Pisces1? Bounce that off the two planets in residence at the moment, Neptune and Jupiter? The idea of taxonomy, the idea of fitting material into a specific container, getting a sense of just one label that fits the situations? Isn’t going to work. Look: in the old days, online, when the question was, “Are you in a relationship?” The new standard became, “It’s complicated.” To sort out this week for Pisces? Like the Shakespeare play headings? It’s not an easy fit, or as some will say, “It’s complicated.”
Aries
Once the big holiday is over? Once the Full Moon is no longer full? It’s time for Aries to stick a pin it, and we’ll all just circle back, at a later date. I’m so far removed from corporate speak, and that method of communication, I don’t get it. Doesn’t affect me. I have no mind-numbing, butt-numbing meetings I have to sit through. Doesn’t matter to me. But that term, “Let’s stick a pin it, and we’ll circle back later?” That term is the perfect response once all the parties are over. Once the bigly is gone whiffling by? Pause and anchor yourself, then suggest, “We’ll circle back to this, later.” The trick, and I loathe that term because it’s reminiscent of salesman/corporate/lawyer double-speak that means nothing. But as a functional idea for Aries? Anchor your ideas, then be willing to hold onto that, stick a pin in it, and be willing, over the next couple of days, even a week or two, to return to that idea, when the other parties are more receptive.
Taurus
Directional change is good. Just what you need, right? Just a nudge in a new direction? Maybe not so much a “new” direction, as an adjustment to where you were heading before. Just a slightly different way to get there? To some, this looks like the wrong way. Or, at the very least? The long way. “That sure is a long way around, innit?” I always enjoyed setting an English voice to my GPS direction thing. “Bear right at the round about,” and “you’ve arrived at the carpark.” I was hoping to find it was an angry Scottish accent I could replace it with, “Ya stoopid git, ya missed the turn. Now you’re bloody lost!” But my lack of navigational ability isn’t what this is about. It’s about Taurus taking a turn at a different route to arrive at the same destination. Might be a new destination, but a simple directional shift really helps in making this all better. I still want a Scottish accent on my voice commands. Think it would be fun.
Gemini
While my adoration of Gemini knows no bounds, it’s not like there’s a specific element I can offer that will make you happy, not after the Full Moon. Once we get passed that point? Seems like everything slides off into oblivion. It doesn’t but for most of the good Gemini that I know? Feels that way.
“Is Mercury Retrograde again?”
Not, that’s not it at all. More about planets in Aquarius and Pisces and the relative motion of the heavens against that backdrop. It’s not bad at all, just feels like something doesn’t fit quite right. Since I can’t make it fit right? I can’t even make it feel like it fits correctly? I’m not going to try. Understanding, though, the planets are just conniving to make this feel a little flustered at the moment? Understand that, and it makes it feel better. “But it still doesn’t fit right.” I can’t fix everything, but maybe you can?
Cancer
Ever get one of those “go cups” of coffee, the kind they fill at the various outlets, has a paper cup that is capped with a plastic lid, and little slot for drinking from? The caps themselves are little uneven, but designed to keep the hot beverage from slopping over the edges? One place, when I order a coffee, I also to make sure they leave “room.” The implication is room for sugar, sweetener, and cream or some milk-like additive. I’ll have none of that, as I like coffee black. Faster easier, and as an acquired taste? I’ve long been hooked on the coffee. Black is fine, but I’ll ask for room so that the coffee isn’t too over-full. This week is like that over-full cup of go juice. If you’re not excessively careful, some will spill. Some will slop out, either from the hole you’re supposed to drink from, or the little pinpoint vent. Or maybe it comes from the edge, if the lid isn’t too firmly attached. Slop. Sloppy. Scalding hot coffee over a cold hand isn’t pleasant. In a few minutes, maybe a few miles, the coffee cools to an acceptable beverage. Remember to ask for room. Remember that the lid doesn’t mean there won’t be any sloppy coffee leaking out, if you’re not careful.
The Leo
I drop enough hints, long before the big day arrives, and each Leo handles this differently. But I’ve dropped enough hints and precursors to the big event so that none of this arrives as a “surprise!” There will always be one. Can’t help that one. But the rest of the mighty, majestic Leo? You were warned. You know this was coming, and you were prepared. Some days there’s a lot of thought and preparation goes into this. Other times? Not so much, but it was obvious, you did do something in advance. The advance work is what pays off. If you didn’t do anything to prepare? “No, I had a plan, just ran out of time.” That worked for me; don’t know if you can get away with my excuse. Good luck this week ahead.
Virgo
Truckle, v., “To submit, knuckle under.” Weird, old dictionary, and I’m not sure if the word is in current usage, or it still carries the same definition. Didn’t stop me from trotting out an arcane bit of vocabulary with possibly dubious origins, and similar nebulous meanings, as an example for Virgo. Most of the Virgo I’ve encountered are more than willing to knuckle under in an apparently obsequious fashion, just to make the situation appear better. Doesn’t cure anything, but smooths over the current conditions. That’s all we’re interested in, at this time, just making the intended route, our good, Virgo progress, just make it go a little smoother. In order to do that? Think about appearing to knuckle under. It just makes this all a lot easier, “Of course I’ll do what you say. Like I always do.” Keep the eye roll to minimum — if you can.
Libra
Always comes a crunching noise before we get clarity. That’s the first few days. The days after that? More clarity is guaranteed for Libra. As an adaption of previous notation, years gone by? “Crunch and roll.” In that order, first there’s the crunchy, tough shell. Had a pasta dish the other evening, shrimp and some sauce, butter, noodles, garlic, lemon, and capers. Good stuff, but the shrimp was a done with the tail on, no head, but a tiny segment of tail-piece and the fan-tail. Looks good, crunches a little on the palate. In other parts of the world, the shrimp exoskeleton is part of the meal. In the US, though, we tend to want our shrimp sans shell. So with that shrimp-pasta thing? Like Libra, that first bite had some crunch, a not-so-subtle reminder to either enjoy the meal European style, with the shell fragments or be prepared to treat that last inch of shrimp like a crawdad, and shuck the shell. Libra, this week? Always comes a crunching noise before clarity.
Scorpio
I wanted to write about love, loss, and love regained, but the times, being what they are? I’m not sure what the message would be. Some are reunited. Others are rent asunder. Both versions are the results of the efforts of the planets as that energy plays out against the good Scorpio. Means it’s not entirely your Scorpio fault. Not totally. But reacting badly under this kind of post-Valentine’s Day stress can cause big problems. That’s the caution, the warning, and the way to anticipate a problem that might — or might not — be there. It’s about reactions to stress rather than the stress itself. While I thought this was merely an artifact of literature, I do have one buddy who keeps a bottle of Irish Whiskey in his cubby (desk-like office thing) at work. Doesn’t use it often, but there are times, according to him, when either clients, customers, or employees conspire to create tension and stress. The liquid works for him. Liquor. “It’s an Irish thing, you wouldn’t get it.” Probably not. It’s about how Scorpio reacts to the stress, especially the stress after the big day.
Seriously?
Seriously.
Sagittarius
By the time the Sun pops into Pisces, we get distracted. I realize I should write some kind of Valentine message, but after covering the town of Valentine (TX) to distraction, I’ve decided I don’t have to cover that crap anymore. So move on. In part, though, that’s part of the message from the stars, so to speak, as Mars and Venus tag each other, and we’re heading towards Pluto, as well, all in Capricorn, that sturdy, taskmaster, Sagittarius adjacent sign. What this spells out is time to move on, either from an existing situation that is not longer sustainable, or from previous grievance, again, that no longer worth hauling around in our copious Sagittarius psyche. Makes this clear, I hope, a chance to let it all go. Or maybe, to borrow from a Scorpio friend, we don’t let it all go, but we release some of it? Sure, that works, too. The day after Valentine’s Day? This is all but forgotten. Let that go. Move on. Or, at least move forward?
Capricorn
I was digging through as drawer in the kitchen, looking for a spoon, maybe a fork. I tend to prefer my own digits for dining, as I know where they’ve been, but with certain people, a proper utensil is always encouraged. I happened across a set of blades. No, they were scrappers. No, they were too flimsy to be spackle knives or drywall tools, but they looked familiar. I held one up.
“Yeah, those are frosting knives.”
If I could just quizzically arch an eyebrow, I would. Frosting knives? Apparently, it is a real thing, used only for swirling the frosting on cakes. Too thin and flimsy to be much use in the cafe or workshop, but entirely handy for a number of light duties in the kitchen, I’m sure. Right tool for the job at hand? Sure, there is that, and as a bit of Capricorn advice, as good as any. “Right tool for the job.” However with Mars and Venus, Pluto and so forth? There’s a secondary level of meaning, like when I went and looked up “frosting knife” online, it really is a thing. Never hurts to look before we mock.
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- Saturn and Mercury in Aquarius, Mars, Venus, Pluto in Capricorn. ↩
