REAL ASTROLOGY For an Unreal World

Aries (March 21-April 19): I predicted the mainstream media wouldn't spend a dime investigating the militia movement until a spectacle bigger than the Super Bowl gave them a chance to make a killing in the ratings. I predicted that little girls wearing makeup, jewelry, and high heels in department store catalogs would never galvanize the public about the sexual exploitation of children like Calvin Klein would. My track record for prophecy, in other words, is pretty damn good. So you should listen when I predict that you will soon tune in to the ways your life is being shaped by invisible forces and hidden information. "Telepathy" might be too mild a word.

Taurus (April 20-May 20): You'd be crazy to ignore the nagging question that's making your brain itch so bad. Fact is, you can't graduate to the next chapter of your life story until you get better answers to that question. So take time out now to formulate exactly what you want to ask the oracle. Write it on a piece of paper and tape it to the wall behind your pillow. Sleep on it for two nights. Dream on it. Then follow these instructions: Go to a library or bookstore. Wander up and down the aisles. When the itch in your brain acts up, stop and grab the first book you see that's on the shelf second from the bottom. Open the book two-thirds of the way through. Find a sentence three-fourths of the way down the right-hand page. It will be a crucial clue to your inquiry.

Gemini (May 21-June 20): How we gonna get you to listen full time to your heart? It has so much to tell you about amour, and you seem to be only half tuned-in. I desperately want you to get all, not just some, of the benefits of this astrologically favorable time for romance.

Here's one idea. Shut down the noise of the world outside by stuffing earplugs in your ears. Then start grooving on the sounds of your big love muscle. Try to detect a message or a mantra emerging from the swirling, swishing throb. And don't be surprised if it's something like "Love what you cannot control."

Cancer (June 21-July 22): Don't spoil your appetite, honey. You know what they say about between-meal snacks. A delicious feast will be ready in a little while, and it would be a damn shame to prematurely satisfy your hunger with junk food. In fact, I'll go so far as to say that it's never been more important for you to postpone your gratification till later. Stay cool, calm, and collected for now and you'll get to be hot, lathered, and insouciant later.

Leo (July 23-Aug. 22): I'm not going to work tomorrow. I've decided to wake up late, eat a leisurely breakfast, and take a long walk in the autumn woods. When I find a spot that fills me with a wild sense of peace, I'll proceed to contemplate your navel. (I've already contemplated the hell out of my own navel.)

I can already sense what secrets your navel will divulge. I bet it'll say you should call in sick tomorrow, wake up late, eat a leisurely breakfast, and take a long walk by your favorite body of water.

Virgo (Aug. 23-Sept. 22): Here's the dramatic announcement you've all been waiting for: You're almost home. You've been inching closer and closer all year long, and now you're nearly there. I don't know exactly what the details are. Maybe it means you're about to arrive at the place on Earth where your dormant potentials will detonate. Or maybe it means you're finally making peace with your family of birth, or have located your tribe, or have tuned in to your spiritual calling. Whatever it is, the next few weeks are the climax. Begin your big push now.

Libra (Sept. 23-Oct. 22): "Dear Doctor Brez$ny: A year ago I wa$ broke and mi$erable. My unemployment check$ had run out and my car had been repo$$e$$ed. My only e$cape wa$ daytime talk $how$ -- until my TV broke and I didn't have the buck$ to fix it. Then one day in a cafeteria where I'd gone to $cam left-behind food, I found Real A$trology in a new$paper. A month later I bought a new Lexu$ and took a Caribbean crui$e. Now I am building a home on Puget $ound with a private pool and gorgeou$ view of the water. How can I ever repay you? -- $taggeringly Grateful"

Dear $taggeringly: Your te$timonial i$ ample thank$. Maybe it'll convince my Libra reader$ to heed my subliminal financial clue$ in the coming week$$$$.

Scorpio (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Can you recall how you felt when something you'd been angry about for a long time finally lost its hold on you? Have you ever dreamed of plunging off a cliff and falling forever only to land as softly as a feather near a waterfall that seemed to be singing your name? Did you ever glide through crowded streets after an earthquake and sense the heightened awareness exuding from people overwhelmed with how much they love being alive? Those are some of the experiences with which I can compare the week ahead of you.

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