Better Than a Resolution
Crazy Aunt Purl sure does know the stuff. Her Libra horoscope for 2007:
LIBRA (Sept. 23 - Oct. 23)
One of the interesting things about Libra is how well they seem to play with others. Libras really get a feel for people, and they can see an almost eerily clear picture of another's personality in record time. Your To-Do this year is a side-effect of all that philosophizing and summarizing you do: Turn your crystal-clear human perception skills on YOURSELF. Spend some time figuring out your own whys and hows, what you want for the future, get a very clear picture in your head of who you are and who you want to be. By the way, this is like asking a Libra to cut off a leg. So easy! To Don't: Don't keep a list in your head of all the wrongdoing or misdeeds or he-said she-said so-and-so. It's a natural and normal part of your people skills, you see people for who they are, and sometimes you don't like a lot of it. But we're all just human, including you, which is why this year it would be a good idea to stop making lists of all the ways others are broken (or need fixing, depending on whether or not you are a glass half-full sort of Libra) and focus on your own personal list.
So many ways that this is so very perfect for me. I need to see myself clearly and not worry about others--that whole "yank the log out of your own eye" thing. Deciding who I am and who I want to be? So hard! I live in indeteminancy, which can be useful; makes quick changes easier, you know? I'm comfortable on the edge of possibility, looking out over the different versions of Me that I can be, and jumping into those roles as I see fit.
But this isn't the most productive, forward-moving way to live. I've often thought that I just kind of drift through life, blowing around like that freaky feather in Forrest Gump. Accidental-like, on a breeze. Loose, free.
The irony, of course, is that I'm anything BUT loose and free. I'm a creature of rooting habits. I hate moving. I can easily get so acclimated to seeing noone that it can be hard for me to come out of myself enough to be social with anyone. Once in an established routine, I feel discombobulated when I can't follow it for whatever reason. I rely on solitude for comfort and recharging. I'm not Holly Golightly.
Good things to think about, finding who I am and who I want to be. I'll just go chew on that for a while.