Plain As My Face
Jan. 27th, 2010 01:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
frustratedpilotSagittarius Horoscope for week of January 28, 2010
This horoscope borrows from one of my favorite Sagittarian visionaries, Jonathan Zap. The advice he gives below, which is in accordance with your astrological omens, is designed to help you avoid the fate he warns against. Here it is: "Many of the significant problems in our lives are more about recognizing the obvious rather than discovering the mysterious or hidden. One of the classic ways we deceive and hide from ourselves is by refusing to recognize the obvious, and shrouding what is right before us in rationalization and false complexity. We often delay and deny necessary transformation by claiming that there is a mysterious answer hidden from us, when actually we know the answers but pretend that we don't."
The day I flunked High School, as I remember, wasn't when I showed up at the end of Senior Year for my meeting with the guidance counselor and was told I was three and a half credits short...it was back in Freshman Year when I was in a lesson and missed an obvious clue. From then on the rest of my time there was just one huge misguided misadventure. I still haven't forgiven myself for it and wonder if I ever could.
This horoscope borrows from one of my favorite Sagittarian visionaries, Jonathan Zap. The advice he gives below, which is in accordance with your astrological omens, is designed to help you avoid the fate he warns against. Here it is: "Many of the significant problems in our lives are more about recognizing the obvious rather than discovering the mysterious or hidden. One of the classic ways we deceive and hide from ourselves is by refusing to recognize the obvious, and shrouding what is right before us in rationalization and false complexity. We often delay and deny necessary transformation by claiming that there is a mysterious answer hidden from us, when actually we know the answers but pretend that we don't."
The day I flunked High School, as I remember, wasn't when I showed up at the end of Senior Year for my meeting with the guidance counselor and was told I was three and a half credits short...it was back in Freshman Year when I was in a lesson and missed an obvious clue. From then on the rest of my time there was just one huge misguided misadventure. I still haven't forgiven myself for it and wonder if I ever could.
