Sagittarius (Nov. 22-Dec. 21): To celebrate and propitiate the sexy, mischievous Halloween spirit, I dare you to whisper the following sweet nothings in the ears of anyone who needs to see more of the boisterous magician in you: 1) "Corrupt me with your purity, baby; beguile me with your honesty." 2) "You'll never quench my ever-deepening thirsts -- but then I don't expect you to." 3) "I've learned that the secret to eternal happiness is being easily amused. Would you like me to teach you?" 4) "Let's put on untied Army boots and lock lips in the middle of the road to Oz."
Capricorn (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): Why waste the robust Halloween vibes merely on pulling off a tour de force at work? I mean you could eat your competitors for breakfast and make a killing in the marketplace by noon every day. But why not also channel your champion's instincts into the fun-and-games department? I would love to see you master the art of useful frivolity. And I'd be ever so happy if you'd cultivate a craftsmanlike passion for lighthearted sex. At least for now, it won't hurt to have the soul of an investment banker and the heart of a poet.
Aquarius (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): Few would contest the idea that abusive fathers create wounded kids. But Robert Bly speaks of another kind of cruelty: absence. Dads who rarely show up at home or who withhold their best energy, he says, leave children with holes in their souls. And into those holes, sooner or later, stream demons. Maybe a few of you Aquarians had a doting papa who gave you the same vitality he gave his job. But if you did, you're as rare as a woman in the boardroom of a Fortune 500 company. For all you other Aquarians, this is prime time not just to confront the wound bequeathed you by your father, but to begin some serious healing. To kick the process into high gear, I suggest you costume yourself as dear old Dad this Halloween.
Pisces (Feb. 19-March 20): While meditating on your horoscope, I had a dreamy vision of you on a mountaintop. You were preaching a divine doctrine to an excited crowd. As you raved on about a burning bush and a shimmering angel and a smashed window and a spray-painted Barbie doll, I sensed that you had had a spiritual revelation. What does my vision mean? It could simply be my subconscious mind's way of advising you to costume yourself as a hierophant or priestess this Halloween. But I suspect it could also indicate you're in prime time for a religious revival.