Capricorn (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): I predict that a suspiciously large number of you Capricorns will be seen puffing on cigarettes next to "No Smoking" signs in the coming weeks. I'm also having visions of droves of you driving alone in car pool lanes at rush hour and trying to sneak more than the allowable limit of items through the grocery store express line. But as fun as it is to contemplate an outbreak of rebellious urges among the normally staid Capricorn tribe, I'm hoping that most of you express your insurrectionary feelings in more constructive ways. This would be prime time, for example, for some Martin Luther King-style Capricorn out there to launch a new political party or TV network that catalyzes a Soviet Union-style collapse of America's demented power elites.
Aquarius (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): It would be a good week to kiss the Blarney stone. You could certainly use the gift of eloquence, which such an act allegedly confers. But what should you do if you don't have the resources to make a pilgrimage to Ireland, where the stone resides? One technique would be to practice saying what you mean and meaning what you say. Another would be to avoid lazy communicators and expose yourself more to books and people who use language with vigorous precision. Finally, you can kiss your own lips in the mirror and tell your image, "I love how you love to unveil the truth."
Pisces (Feb. 19-March 20): I wonder how skilled you are at living on the edge between light and dark, between delirious joy and haunted dreams, between forever and never. I guess we'll soon find out. People less courageous and complicated than you might pester you to give up the virtuoso balancing act. But I urge you -- in fact I dare you -- to explore the burning, itching, healing bliss available outside the niches into which everyone wants you to stuff yourself.