Tonight’s Cold Call reading suggests that whoever it is, whatever promises are being made, you should pay attention. Your subconscious is screaming “YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!” and it might not be a bad idea to see what happens. Someone is ready to come clean, to start anew. Despite what you’ve experienced in the past (AND HOW MUCH IT’S F*CKING HURT), people can change, and once in a great while, they’re worth a second or third chance. Not very often. But this time, it could work. Keep your dreams realistic and take responsibility for your own happiness (whatever that means to you), but it’s okay to trust.
Usually I use my tarot cards for these cold call readings, but tonight I was playing with astrology and got the urge to cast a horary chart for…someone.
A horary chart (from medieval Latin horarius, ‘hour’) is a divination tool that uses the positions of the planets at the moment a question is asked to show what the prevailing energy currents are like. Did I cast this chart for you?
(Click on the image to see the full chart.)
The Thing is in plain sight, but it’s not where you WANT it to be, is it?
You’re looking entirely in the wrong places. I get the impression that The Thing has to do with self-esteem, social standing, maybe even love–but is it love for others, or just a slightly desperate need to know that others love YOU? If so, temper your approach. *I* know and *you* know that you’re just trying to help, but you’re coming off as hyper-critical, aggressively nit-picky, and a general downer. They’re wondering what happened to that fun-loving side of you, the one who could share the spotlight and make everyone feel great.
Luckily, they know this side of you too, and they’re patient. Relax. You really are just as great as you want to be, and your friends know this. You could do with a little alone-time to ground and center yourself without being influenced by input from the crowd, but don’t sequester yourself for too long. They need you. They want you. You’re fine. This paranoia is unfounded. Give yourself a break and just let them know you love them–they’ll return the feeling. Accept it.
Bureaucracy is destroying us. How does anything ever get done? You know, I’m not much of an Ayn Rand fan, but I keep seeing that scene in Atlas Shrugged where the domino-effect of general incompetence ends up with the big shiny train coming to a screeching halt in the middle of nowhere and all the passengers just kind of wandering out to die in the wilderness.