Scorpio for this week:
Eskimos of Siberia are perplexed by the changes in their climate, wrote Usha Lee McFarling in the Seattle Times. Thunder and lightning used to be exceptional events, but now they make regular appearances. Bizarre, balmy winds breeze in out of the south. Elders who were once skilled in the art of reading the sky to foretell the weather are at a loss. “The Earth is turning faster,” said one hunter. I suspect, Scorpio, that you’re having a comparable crisis of faith on the personal level. For you, the Earth may not only seem to be rotating at a speedier clip, but also at a different angle. One of these mornings, you may even see the sun rise in the west. But your situation isn’t necessarily as disturbing as the Eskimos believe theirs to be. For all you know, the signs are portents of rebirth.
Ya know, for the last 10 years I’ve been in the process of rebirth, and that day is coming in less than a month. The only thing, which is starting to worry me a bit, is exactly how do I want to be reborn? I can feel the changes, especially the major ones in the recent months. Things calling me to other places and turning me upside down and inside out to the point I’m not sure which direction I should go. I know the direction I want to go, but I also know that right now, that is not the direction to go. Least, not right now. I’ve looked at the map, and there’s another street ahead of me that will lead to the same spot, so I think I’m going to wait for that turn. BUT, is it better to wait, hang out at the corner for a bit and see who I meet up with, or continue on till I come to the next intersection? I’m excited, but at the same time, there is trepidation in the decision. My default reaction is to take what I can get now, as more than likely my wait will be too long of a wait. Or is that the point? I have no fucking clue, but the excitement is killing me.