Wishes for You

Do You Know How to Welcome the Blessings You're Offered?

GETTING READY FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER OF YOUR LIFE STORY:

I wish you joyous and mysterious eruptions of profound gratification and gratitude.

I wish you fluid insights and “ah-ha!” revelations that lead to cathartic integrations on a regular basis.

I wish you the ripening of lucky trends you’ve worked hard to earn, resulting in the healing that allows your generosity to flow.

I wish you captivating yet relaxing adventures that inspire you to weave together diverse threads of your experience, enabling you to feel at home in the world.

I wish you unexpected encounters with beauty so piercing they shatter your cynicism and restore your faith in the sacramental nature of ordinary moments.

I wish you the courage to ask for what you truly want from Life’s Highest Powers, and the grace to recognize when you’re receiving it in forms you didn’t anticipate.

I wish you dreams that teach you what your waking mind hasn’t been able to acknowledge, and the morning clarity to translate their wild poetry into practical action.

I wish you friendships that challenge your lazy assumptions while supporting your most audacious experiments in becoming who you really are.

I wish you the exact amount of difficulty you need to grow stronger without being broken, arriving at precisely the moment you’re ready to meet it.

I wish you spontaneous eruptions of creative fire that bypass your internal censor and allow you to create things that surprise even yourself.

I wish you the ability to laugh at your own pretensions while still honoring the genuine achievements those pretensions were trying to protect.

I wish you encounters with teachers in unexpected forms—animal, vegetable, spirit, elemental, or human—who show up exactly when you’re ready to learn what they have to teach.

I wish you the ripening of skills you’ve been cultivating in obscurity, resulting in recognition that feels earned rather than bestowed by accident.

I wish you the gradual dissolution of the false choice between your spiritual life and your erotic life, so you recognize them as two expressions of the same sacred hunger.

I wish you losses that clarify what you truly value, followed swiftly by the restoration of those things in forms more resilient than what you lost.

I wish you the capacity to receive love in the specific dialects in which it’s being offered, rather than only recognizing it when it arrives in your preferred language.

I wish you conversations that leave you altered—not convinced of someone else’s position, but expanded in your understanding of what positions are possible.

WAIT! THERE’S MORE! CAN YOU HANDLE A FLOOD OF ABUNDANT BLESSINGS?

I wish you work that exhausts you in ways that feel regenerative rather than depleting, so you end each work day tired but enriched.

I wish you the discernment to distinguish between the suffering that teaches and the suffering that merely grinds you down, and the courage to eliminate the latter.

I wish you regular access to states of consciousness where your usual problems reveal themselves as less solid than you’d imagined, and more amenable to creative solutions.

I wish you the experience of being genuinely seen by someone whose opinion you respect, and the grace to not immediately dismiss or downplay what they reflect back to you.

I wish you increasing evidence that the universe is more generous, more interested in your flourishing, and more responsive to your sincere questions than your conditioning has allowed you to believe.

I wish you the perfect balance of solitude and community—enough aloneness to hear your own thoughts and enough connection to remember you’re part of a marvelous web larger than yourself.

I wish you breakthroughs that arrive not through grim determination but through playful experimentation, reminding you that the shortest path to transformation often runs through pleasure.

I wish you the ability to metabolize your rage into fuel for creative projects that serve beauty and justice, rather than letting it corrode you from within.

I wish you encounters with your own past selves—in old journals, photographs, or sudden memories—that allow you to offer them the compassion they needed and never received.

I wish you the gradual recognition that your so-called flaws and failures have been effective teachers, and that you can stop apologizing for the curriculum life designed specifically for you.

I wish you synchronicities so precisely timed and improbably configured that they shatter your materialist assumptions and force you to admit the world is far stranger and more enchanted than you’ve been pretending.

WHAT IF YOU HAVE TO BE DILIGENTLY RECEPTIVE TO MAKE YOURSELF AVAILABLE FOR ALL THE GIFTS LIFE HAS FOR YOU?

I wish you the ability to distinguish between the voices in your head that are trying to protect you and the voices that are trying to punish you, and the wisdom to thank the former while exiling the latter.

I wish you moments of such complete absorption in what you’re doing that you forget to monitor how you’re being perceived, and discover that your unselfconscious presence is more magnetic than any performance.

I wish you the regular experience of being used by forces larger than yourself—not in ways that diminish your agency, but in ways that reveal your individual efforts as part of a vast collaborative improvisation.

I wish you increasing evidence that your body is not a machine to be optimized but an animal to be befriended, with its own wisdom about what it needs to thrive.

I wish you the specific flavor of pride that comes from keeping promises to yourself that no one else even knew you made, building a foundation of self-trust that can’t be shaken by others’ approval or disapproval.

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“I’ve seen the future of American literature, and its name is Rob Brezsny.”

—novelist Tom Robbins, author of Jitterbug Perfume, Still Life with Woodpecker, Skinny Legs and All, and Another Roadside Attraction

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FREE WILL ASTROLOGY

For the Week of December 4

SAGITTARIUS (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): The world’s oldest known musical composition is the Hurrian Hymn No. 6. It was discovered etched on clay tablets in Syria, dating back to 1400 BCE. When finally decoded and performed, it revealed harmonies that still resonate with modern listeners. Your projects in the coming months could share this timeless quality, Sagittarius. You will have an enhanced power to bridge your past and your future. A possibility you’ve been nurturing for months or even years may finally ripen into beautiful completion. Watch for opportunities to synergize tradition with innovative novelty or deep-rooted marvels with sweet, breezy forms of expression.

CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): I’m taking a risk here by urging you cautious Capricorns to at least flirt with the Finnish tradition of drinking alcohol at home alone in your underwear with no intention of going out. I’m certainly not encouraging you to get so hammered that you can’t safely wander outdoors. My point is to give yourself permission to celebrate your amazing, mysterious, beautiful life with a bout of utterly uninhibited relaxation and totally indulgent contentment. I authorize you to be loose and free and even slightly irresponsible. Let your private pleasures reign supreme.

AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): In the Quechua language, the word ayllu refers to a kinship system not just of people, but of animals, ancestors, dreams, and nature. To be aligned with one’s ayllu is to live in reciprocity, in the ongoing exchange of care and meaning among the entire web of life. “We belong to what we love,” the Quecha elders say. Aquarius, I believe you’re being asked to focus on your ayllu. Who or what comprises your circle of belonging? Which beings, places, and unseen presences help weave the pattern of your treasured destiny? Whom do you create for—not as audience, but as kin who receive and answer your song? As you nourish your connections in the coming weeks, pay special attention to those who respect your idiosyncrasies. It’s not your birthright to simply fit in. Your utter uniqueness is one of your greatest gifts, and it’s your sacred duty to give it.

PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): In Yoruba cosmology, the divine spirit Oshun presides over rivers, love, beauty, and sweet water. But her sweetness isn’t a weakness. It’s a sublime power, as evidenced by how her waters once restored life to the barren earth when every other force had failed. You Pisceans are now channeling extra strong currents of Oshun energy. Your tenderness is magnetic. Your imaginative flourishes are as valuable as gold. And your love, when rooted in your sovereign self-respect, is healing. But don’t let your nurturing be exploited. Choose wisely where you share your bounty. The right people will honor your flow, not judge it or try to change it. Your duty is to be uninhibitedly yourself and let your lyrical truths ripple freely.

ARIES (March 21-April 19): Here are two of your birthrights as an Aries: to be the spark that ignites the fire and the trailblazer who doesn’t wait for permission. I invite you to embody both of those roles to the max in the coming weeks. But keep these caveats in mind: Your flame should provide light and warmth but not rouse scorching agitation. Your intention should be to lead the way, not stir up drama or demand attention. Be bold and innovative, my dear, but always with rigorous integrity. Be sensitive and receptive as you unleash your gorgeous courage. In my vision of your future, you’re the wise guide who inspires and includes, who innovates and reflects. You fight for interdependence, not dominance.

TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Here’s a key theme: microdoses of courage. You don’t need to summon splashy acts of epic heroism. Subtle rebellions against numbness and ignorance may be all that’s required. Your understated superpowers will be tactful surges of honesty and gentle interventions in challenging transitions. So be brave in ways that feel manageable, Taurus. Don’t push yourself to be a fearless warrior. The trembling truth-teller is your best role model. As an experiment to get started, say yes to two things that make you nervous but don’t terrify you.

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GEMINI (May 21-June 20): Your inner ear contains three canals filled with fluid. They act like gyroscopes, telling you which way is up, how fast you’re moving, and when to stop. Your ability to maintain your balance depends on their loyal service. Without them, you couldn’t orient yourself in space. Moral of the story: You stabilize yourself through constant adjustment. Let’s make this a metaphor for your current assignment. Your ability to remain poised, centered, and grounded will require ongoing adaptations. It won’t work to remain still and fixed. You will have to keep calibrating and adapting.

CANCER (June 21-July 22): Let’s extol the value of productive confusion: the disorienting state when your old maps no longer match the territory. Your beloved certainties shudder and dissipate, and you don’t know what you don’t know. This isn’t a failure of understanding, but the ripe precondition for a breakthrough. The caterpillar doesn’t smoothly or instantly transition into a butterfly. First it dissolves into chaotic goo and simmers there for a while. Conclusion: Stay in the not-knowing a little longer.

LEO (July 23-Aug. 22): Coffee from Java, orchids from Iceland, and grapes from Vesuvius, Italy: What do these bounties have in common? They flourish in the extra fertile soil created by volcanic eruptions. The molten lava that initially leveled everything in its path later cooled and became a repository of rich nutrients. I expect a milder version of this theme for you, Leo. Events and energies that at first cause disruption will eventually become vitalizing and even healing. Challenges will lead to nourishment.

VIRGO (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Gardeners in Japan spend years training bonsai trees to grow into elegant shapes. The process requires extraordinary patience, close listening, and an intimate relationship with an ever-changing life form. I invite you to approach your current projects with this mindset. You may feel tempted to expedite the growth that’s unfolding. You might feel pressure to “complete” or “optimize.” But the flourishing of your work depends on subtle attunement, not brute progress. Pay tender attention to what wants to emerge slowly. Tend to it with care. Time is your collaborator, not your enemy. You’re weaving lasting beauty.

LIBRA (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): The Swedish concept of lagom means “not too much, not too little, but just right.” It suggests that the best option may be in the middle rather than in the extremes. Yes, sometimes that means an uneasy compromise. But more often, it’s how the power and virtue come fully alive and thrive. Many people don’t like this fact of life. They are fixated on the delusion that more is always better. In the coming weeks, Libra, I invite you to be a connoisseur of *lagom*. To do it right, you may have to strenuously resist peer pressure and groupthink.

SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): In Bangkok markets, elderly women sell caged birds. Why? For the specific purpose of releasing them. Those who buy a captive sparrow or dove immediately open the cage door and let the creature fly away in a symbolic gesture of compassion and spiritual aspiration. It’s a Buddhist act believed to bring good karma to the person who sets the bird free. I invite you to imagine yourself performing this sacrament, Scorpio, or perhaps conducting an actual ritual with the equivalent purpose. Now is a fun and fertile time to liberate an outdated belief, a conversation you keep replaying, or a version of yourself that’s no longer relevant. Take your cue from the signs that appear in the Bangkok market: *Letting go is a form of prayer.*

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