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“Reach thy hand;
Farewell. I have told my last hour; I was false,
Yet never treacherous.”
Shakespeare’s The Two Noble Kinsmen
The Sun enters the Tropical Zodiac sign of Scorpio Oct 23, 2019, 12:19 PM CDT (+/-) — your mileage may vary, see dealer for details.
This week’s horoscopes include bug fixes and other updates, over last week’s scopes.
Happy birthday to the last of the Libra birthdays. This is a time for sweeping up. Cleaning up. Parties are over; let’s clean this stuff up now. Easy to suggest, the trick is staying on point. Mars tends to fry the Libra energies, and with that at hand? Hard to stay focused on one task. My favorite trick? Post-it note with scotch tape. I have a small monitor off to one side, runs a systems analysis window — all it shows. Across the bottom of the little flat screen, I’ve got a series of post-it notes. Some have been up there a while, which, is why I come back to the idea of scotch tape — that stuff holds the older notes from falling down. It’s a simple idea, but one with merit. Not like I have long-running goals, desires and reminders up there, but there’s a weekly “to-do” item, and we have to make sure we don’t forget. Post-it note with scotch tape, or whatever your equivalent is, just something to remind us not to lose track of the goal.
The planets, the inner planets, of Venus and Mercury are playing cosmic tag in Scorpio. But as duly noted above, those two are merely presaging the Sun’s creeping entrance to Scorpio. It is not birthday time yet, and as noted above, and until the Sun arrives, responsively, fully, and completely in Scorpio?
To shame the guise o’ th’ world, I will begin
The fashion: less without and more within.
Happy birthday. This Full Moon has a couple of extra “kicks” to it. Added emphasis? Extra punch? More power? Not really more power, but this Full Moon and ensuing birthday Libra celebrations has an added pressure, or juice, or an extra electrical current. See, not only does the Full Moon in Aries happen, but that same lunar transit is opposite from Mars — in Libra — then Full, then opposite from Uranus, and none of this sounds fun. It is, but the correct use of the energy is required, a fine, delicate Libra balance, with one too many items weighing on your little soul. Pause, then prioritize what you want the most. Priorities pay off, as long as the list is cosmically correct.
There was an ad for “Game Time Essentials!” In my mind, I was seeing sports equipment. Perhaps some protective padding, shin guards for soccer or that high-contact volleyball, football pads, gear like that. Instead, it was an ad for a big-screen TV. Hardly what I would call a “Game Time Essentials,” but I might not be the correct demographic. A similar comment was from a certain female, “New place for my boyfriend, he doesn’t have a shower curtain, but there are three TV screens in the living room.” Scorpio game time essentials? Before the real birthdays arrive?
Running gags are hard to maintain, but a worthy effort some days. Have to rate this one a marginal success. Didn’t quite make it all the way through, but the idea, tied to the quote from Love’s Labor’s Lost, is that the color of the sky, and the heavens above do suggest a spin.
The sky was the color of her eyes. One woman I dated, the first impression, that very first time? Some would call it, “Love at first sight,” but we all know, my mind wasn’t anywhere near that elevated. Wasn’t love, not at first sight. Much baser emotion, and maybe not really an emotion, just an animal reaction.
Years later, I still can’t quite ever seem to shake that first image of her eyes. Light blue, sky blue, clear blue? Haunting, but not like that. In a town — now San Antonio — surrounded by seductive brown-eyed females, those blue eyes stood out. This week, the sky, like those eyes, that’s what stands out. There’s a singular feature, like color of clear blue, and it’s a variation on a theme of the blue sky. That also means, despite some foreboding-looking clouds (planets), there’s a hope for the near future. The way it works, birthday this week? Good stuff, just up ahead. Birthday in the near future? Again, good stuff, just up ahead. Libra: headed for blue skies.
The first time I head the expression? It was, “The Devil is beating his wife.” In song, some years later, more along the lines of the oral tradition and the way the greater subconscious works? “The devil beats his wife with a silver chain.” I’m sure there are variants, but the expression is meant to describe an altogether not uncommon occurrence here, rain and sunshine at the same time. Headed out to fish, the other day, buddy looks up at the sky, sun shining, and yet big rain drops falling on the windshield, “Oh man, the devil’s beating his wife today.” That kind of fickle sky? That’s the Scorpio color for this week. “The devil beats his wife? What?”