A few months back, on April 25th, I wrote a post called A Bar, a Beer, a Notebook and a Pen in which I recounted the random series of events that led to me sitting in a bar writing for the first time in years.
This morning, I randomly came across Rob Brezsny’s Free Will Astrology which used to be one of the only reasons I read the Village Voice way back when, and out of curiousity, took a peek at my horoscope for that fateful week:
I drove through a cloud today. It enveloped the Golden Gate Bridge. When I left the lush green hills of Marin County, the day was sunny. When I arrived in the lush urban mesh of San Francisco, the day was sunny. But in between I crept through thick white haze. I could barely see, and had to turn on my headlights and slow down. But there was no danger. I didn’t erupt with anxiety. And in a few minutes I had moved through it. Let my experience serve as a metaphor for your week, Leo. It’s like you’ve just gotten on a passageway that will take you from a soft lushness to a harder lushness, and on the way you’ll have to navigate almost blindly.
By the end of 2003 I’d walked away from the poetry scene and, for the most part, creative writing in general (blogging, IMO, doesn’t really count for more than keeping the gears oiled), and sitting at that bar that night as the words flowed faster than I could keep up with them was like breaking through the thick white haze that had enveloped me without my really noticing. Interesting and apropos as my horoscope for that week was/is, more interesting is the “oracle” Brezsny offered Leos that week, from which I cherry-picked the most relevant points:
Your holiest pain comes from your yearning to change yourself in the exact way you’d like the world around you to change
Your mythic symbol is a treasure chest dislodged from its hiding place in the earth by a flood
Your lucky number is 13 to the 13th power
Your sweet spot is in between the true believers and the scoffing skeptics
Obviously Brezsny didn’t write this for me personally — his “oracles” are actually selections from his book, PRONOIA Is the Antidote for Paranoia: How the Whole World Is Conspiring to Shower You with Blessings, which I’ve added to my Amazon wish list (**hint**August16th**cough**) — but damn if it doesn’t fit!
