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….

Effective?

I’m not too sure.

But, even just the practice of reading it every day has become somewhat soothing.

Anyhoo

While I was in bed feeding my addiction this morning, my phone-of-wonders said, “get back on track by speaking the truth.”

Hmmm.

It also said that I recently practiced this skill and it helped overcome a “bombastic personality”

Good stuff.

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.

Overlooked.

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.

But meaningful.

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