The last week has been a rough one.
The kids were sick.
I was sick.
It was rainy
(which in all honesty, I actually kinda like)
I was stressed about everything.
Even silly things that I shouldn’t stress about.
And this morning I realized it was all OK.
So, I’m a bit of a horoscope whore.
I don’t know how it started, but it is somewhat out of control.
Before I even crawl out of bed in the morning, taking a couple of extra suggles with the Baby Chicken, I read 5 different horoscopes. Those darn smart phones make everything too accessible, don’t they?
Talk about feeding an addiction with technology!
I guess in the realm of addictions, horoscope reading isn’t too damaging, is it?
I think the more my life spiraled out of control and the more I looked for some sort of stability, I started to read my horoscope to see if I could predict some sort of steadiness to my day. I saw it as a tool to help me prepare for the jagged edges of life….
I’m not too sure.
But, even just the practice of reading it every day has become somewhat soothing.
While I was in bed feeding my addiction this morning, my phone-of-wonders said, “get back on track by speaking the truth.”
It also said that I recently practiced this skill and it helped overcome a “bombastic personality”
And why am I back on track, you might ask?
Well, I think that I have felt these last months I have been talking and talking and talking, drenching my words in truth.
Yet my soggy-truth-filled words were just ignored.
Seen as a dramatic overture to my life.
Or so I thought.
Perhaps speaking the truth has made a difference.
Perhaps not in the manner intended…or the the intended audience.
So today my horoscope made a difference.
Whether it came from a mystic reading the starts or some creative writer, I kinda don’t even care.
It was a gentle reminder that speaking the truth is OK.
It reminded me that the truth will eventually be heard.
So, I may not be heard by people who I want to listen…but that doesn’t even matter.
It matters that the people who are listening are positively impacted.
I love my horoscope….
P.S. I’m a Taurus