Capricorn (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): Your thought for the week comes from Michael Grosso's book Millennium Myth: Love and Death at the End of Time. "The great challenge to self- knowledge," he asserts, "is blind attachment to our virtues. It is hard to criticize what we think are our virtues. Although the spirit languishes without ideals, idealism can be the greatest danger." What I'm trying to tell you, Capricorn, is that your wonderful qualities, not your flaws, will be at the root of any difficulties you face in the next couple of weeks. In fact, the best way to prevent problems from erupting in the first place is to set aside a time to take a stern and critical inventory of your goodness and talents.
Aquarius (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): The makers of the rules would never admit it, but they'd perish without the breakers of the rules. Cliques become moldy without the cleansing action of mavericks and dissidents. And that's why, my creative troublemaker, I'm calling on your rebel skills now. Nobody calls bluffs and busts phonies better than you. No one can spearhead an insurrection with as much panache as you. So rise up, all you heretics and pioneers and rabble-rousers! It's your social duty to subvert the tyranny of the old-boy network. It's your righteous obligation to crack down against the crimes of mediocre traditions. Be the lone wolf who blazes all the trails the scaredy-cats are afraid to tread.
Pisces (Feb. 19-March 20): "Dear Dr. Brezsny: Help! My old Buick's transmission is dead, my credit cards are maxed, my kid's got to see the dentist real bad, and the one-speed bike I ride to work is about to collapse. I'm working two jobs already but I've applied for another as a strip-club dancer, only I'm having so much mysterious pain in my joints I'm not sure how sexy my gyrations could be. Please pray for me, or let me know when a good-luck streak is coming so I can pace myself. -- Pickled Pisces" Dear Pickled: You should have asked sooner! Just as the flapping of a butterfly's wings in Bangkok can impact the cloud patterns in Baltimore, your forcefully articulated plea for help has diverted a riptide of cosmic blessings in the Piscean direction. Its waves should start crashing over you no later than June 14.