Today’s topic is horoscopes. Perhaps it’s a bit random, but why not?
I discovered horoscopes when I attended my first summer dance intensive at the age of fifteen. At that point, I had heard about them, but I never invested any time into learning what they were.
At the summer intensive, I spent nine weeks with the same girls, and I quickly discovered how popular and addicting they could be. But unfortunately, like most addictions they can be dangerous.
I find the concept of horoscopes to be fascinating because I’ve found that they can sometimes be scarily accurate. However, my concern began when my roommates started reading my horoscope every morning before classes. I remember feeling great when it said I would have a four-star day. I didn’t know this Venus, but apparently she was going out of her way to help me fall in love. How sweet of her. Of course, nothing happened in the love department (bummer), but a couple of days later I found out that I was supposed to have a two-star day. I remember my brain shifting. Sometimes I would wake up feeling great, and then I would unconsciously allow this piece of paper to change all of that.
After I had left that summer intensive I continued to read my horror-scope until one day, after a bad score, I felt a part of me change again. Out of nowhere somewhere in my mind a mini me stood up, stomped her foot down, pointed her nose up in the air, and she politely screamed “NO!” That picture is cuter in my mind, I know, but as I’ve gotten older, that little girl remains.
Horoscopes are fun, but I draw the line when they begin to dictate my life in a negative way. It feels good to read something that says you might fall in love today, or that I might get my future dream job, but I always try to keep my feet on the ground. Rather than allowing someone to tell me how my days are going to be, I go out of my way to try and make every day special.
A black out poem that I made earlier this year.
If today it says I’m going to have a two-star day, I will go out of my way to make that day extra brilliant. I’ll see the sky a bit clearer, and I’ll turn the music up just a tad louder. I’ll enjoy the fog the same way I enjoy the sunshine, and I make my world beautiful because I said so, and not because some planet is out of some weird alignment. It’s not my fault it’s out of formation, so I will not take punishment for its faults.
Besides, imagine how great life could be if we treated every day like a five-star day. If we did, then maybe the magic would come true regardless of where the stars align.
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