Poetic License Horoscopes for September 23-29

Libra (Sept. 24-Oct. 21):  If you can’t tell your support group that you’re sick of support groups, then who can you tell? Take some time away from bonding and delving and just paint, or dance, or run. This is always the way that things start to untangle.

Scorpio (Oct. 22-Nov. 22): Spend each morning writing to the divine whatever, to physics, to the clouds, to the river—whatever force might be able to propel you forward. Don’t be afraid to ask for everything.

Sagittarius (Nov. 23-Dec. 22): To the Sagittarius in Austin, soaking up sunbeams—are the pancakes warm? Are the readings full of humor and adorable accents? How is the book-writing going? The stars are always thinking of you and hoping it feels like home.

Capricorn (Dec. 23-Jan. 20): You’ve always known how to walk away at the right times and walk toward something wholly better—that’s why your life is so enchanted. Can you teach the stars this talent, Leaps of Faith for Beginners?

Aquarius (Jan. 21-Feb. 19): Aquarius is closed this week for renovations. The stars apologize for the inconvenience and welcome your requests.

Pisces (Feb. 20-March 20): The stars like to picture you on tour, typing witty observations into your telephone, reading at the front of churches and the back of bookstores, opening the window to let the highway air in, playing DJ for the travel songs. Have a safe trip and please send us a postcard.

Aries (March 21-April 18): This week, listen to Such Great Heights, both the Postal Service and Iron and Wine versions. That’s where we’re going, darling, and the stars songs are always with you.

Taurus (April 19-May 18): To the Taurus settling into a new job: may you always be needed. May the time flow by like magic. May you walk home feeling satisfyingly tired. May you decorate the new space with beautiful things.

Gemini (May 19-June 21): The stars see apple picking in your future, and mum-shopping, and the consuming of maple candy. Run with adorable children through aster-strewn vistas. Watch the leaves start to change. Enjoy the love and bright colors, it’s everything.

Cancer (June 22-July 23): To the Cancer who called about the sky in New Mexico, thanks. I was feeling claustrophobic and your travels set me free a little. Thank you for hinting at new possibilities.

Leo (July 24-Aug. 23): Dance at your friends’ wedding and think about connection—how much love the couple has, and how much each guest has, and so on, until it’s all a big squishy fractal of love. No, the stars are not high.

Virgo (Aug. 24-Sept. 23): “However confused the scene of our life appears, however torn we may be who now face that scene, it can be faced, and we can go on to be whole.”(Muriel Rukeyser)

Love FTW

A few weeks ago at the Friday Love Poems anthology reading, my friend John Beck introduced his poem by saying that Amy and I were the couple who inspired him to get married. This was surprising for a number of reasons, not least because my wedding ring had almost just gone down the sink.

I don’t wear my wedding ring very often, but I was wearing it last Saturday as we drove to John and Carol’s wedding. I was listening to a mix I made for my friend Sam and a mix he made for me. Amy was next to me and we were both in our wholesome wedding clothes. I had a moment when I thought “Maybe my life isn’t falling apart. Maybe it’s coming together.” I don’t quite feel like that today, but it was nice to visit the feeling.

To give you an idea of how awesome the couple is, the table numbers were spelled out in Scrabble tiles, and I heard that they were up late the night before playing board games.

My favorite part of the whole day (besides getting to visit my Grandmom after!) was during the couple’s first dance. Carol told me later that they’d forgotten their steps, but all I noticed was that they bantered and laughed through the whole song. It got me thinking about how much each guest loves the bride and groom, and how many people love each guest, and so on. Yes, I was full of my new-favorite-old-timey-drink-to-order, the Tom Collins, but still. We’re all really so lucky and safe.

Thanks for including us in your day, friends. Let’s plan a game night soon.