LEO (July 23-Aug. 22)
For the citizens of Switzerland, it's immoral to absentmindedly pluck wildflowers out of the ground and throw them aside. That's because this enlightened country has a Bill of Rights for plants. The 22-page document, drawn up by a panel of theologians, philosophers, geneticists, and lawyers, strongly urges respect for the feelings and dignity of all vegetation. I wish you would think about including this mindset in your ethical code, Leo. It's high time for you to expand and refine your sense of right and wrong -- not just in relation to plants but to everyone and everything in the world. -- From Rob Brezny’s Real Astrology
I think it’s probably possible to read an infinite number of interpretations into any horoscope, to make any general reading apply to anyone, regardless of what their actual astrological sign is. That said, I genuinely enjoy thinking about what astrologer Rob Brezny comes up with each week, particularly for my lioness self. And so this will be my weekly exercise -- to spend a few minutes pondering how this week’s horoscope applies to the things that have been on my mind, the things that I have been dealing with lately.
This week, it seems to me that the message is to generally be kinder, and perhaps more open to considering how others might see things differently. And it certainly seems relevant. Because just today I was thinking about how uninterested I am other people’s excuses, and I was wondering if this makes me a really unsympathetic, uncaring human being.
People spend a lot of energy coming up with explanations for why bad or unintended things happen. And while I’m mildly interested, often just from an academic perspective, a “huh, that’s odd...” kind of way, at the end of the day, I’m mostly interested in just righting a wrong, or setting things straight again.
Like the time when babysitter didn’t show up, and then called with a perfectly good excuse. But while I was listening to her describe how her sister went into labor the night before, at her own wedding (“Jerr-rry! Jerr-rry!”), and how the whole family had been at the hospital all night, all I could think was, Well, shit. I guess that means brunch is off. I was really looking forward to that...
Or listening to Charley come up with one excuse after another for why he can’t quit smoking this week. I’m at the point now where I don’t even want to hear it. Dude. Just quit. (Note to self: need to keep this new “dude” habit in check.)
Anyway, according to Brezny, it would seem that the stars are suggesting that I give my moral compass a tune up. And if I’m being honest, it is a little exhausting up here on what I’ve always considered to be the high road. Maybe it has something to do with the altitude. And maybe, just maybe, there’s more than one high road. Or maybe I’m using the wrong map altogether.
So I resolve today -- on the day of exciting new beginnings -- to try to honor a new and improved cosmic Bill of Rights, one that respects that everyone and everything has their own take on things, that everyone and everything is dealing with their own set of challenges, and that I’m not always right about everything.
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