Pisces 13° (March 4)

The whip is officially down and I’m ready to start up the big shedding, both body and in tangible property. It is definitely time to lighten my load in this life and streamline all I have in hand. I’m just going to eat all the ratatouille I made with a bit of shortgrain brown rice. I feel it’s a good way to kick things off. That and a complete embargo on alcohol and sugar for this Lenten season. I am definitely marinating today and tonight I will stay up until five o’clock tomorrow morning, going in and out of sleep until two. I will have convinced myself I had an eleven a.m. rendezvous that I’m going to be rather shaky to attend. Doodle Oodle Loo. Some people who see the title Sextrology may think it’s merely clever or, most likely, salacious. But the hundreds of thousands of keenly intelligent readers who count it among their all-time favorite books? They recognize that I strike any number of balances in my writing—between proverbial stars and glorious gutter: —which makes my work uncategorical, in the best way. They’ll also say I’m pretty effing funny.Look, we all know sex sells; added to which, astrology appeals to people’s inherent narcissism. Yet, it’s not exactly been a slam dunk for the other authors out there who’ve tried to combine these two subjects in the creation of a book that enjoys mainstream appeal. It can only be a recipe for success if done so superbly, indeed sublimely, that is to say inspiring in both its execution and its message. Regarding execution: I consider it my own special brand of artistry to compose the likes of astrology, psychology, myth, pop culture, literary criticism, eroticism, esotericism, humor and humanism, among other elements, into one seamless treatise on personality and, thus, personal development, via the stars. Still, the message is the thing. And it’s taken many years to develop mine. I dare say I am whole-heartedly convinced that, over the years of focused attention on the subject, that I’ve cracked the code of the zodiac to a certain degree; and, in so doing, I am fairly flooded on a quotidian basis with its infinite wisdom and source of inspiration. This perspective powers every word I pen, even those engaged in exploring and extrapolating upon the sexploits of a person of one particular star sign or other.

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Pisces 12° (March 3)

So far I haven’t done fuck all. Except watch Better Call Saul. I keep writing S. but she never responds. I don’t know why it’s so regressive, but it is. Really nothing to be done I suppose. I will plan to stay in but end up dragging myself for sushi nonetheless, which is interesting as I meet a cool photographer. I am deep beck into sadness which I’m not really happy about. In other words, I really don’t want to be this unhappy anymore as it is taking quite the toll. I will pass by and see Julia and have a heated debate about the state of the world with someone next to me. I honestly think that I was jealous of him as he has a wife and young children and he’s living in Ptown—like that season of American Horror Story, it just made me a bit sad for the past and all that was never meant to be. Doodle oodle loo. Reading this I wonder if this was the night with that guy where as he was passing by I simulaneously  stretched and ended up accidentlly and I hasten to add rather softly slapping him in the come si dice. I am having a hard time recognizing the sensations in my body these days. It’s like my various systems are all colliding—digestion with respiration with neurology–it’s quite odd actually. Anyway I am doing the work at hand, namely moving the spoon on my book proposal. So here goes: It’s been said that the Starsky + Cox brand and books reinvented the genre—the astrological wheel, as it were—dragging the subject out of the occult aisle and ushering it straight into the zeitgeist. The books are smart yet accessible—just academic enough to have made their way onto universities’ syllabuses, while remaining widely appealing to a pop sensibility. I find it personally and creatively exciting to explore so-called headier realms of psychology, mythology, archetype and metaphysics, but only as they relate to modern life and real human experience, and can be viewed by the reader through an ultra user-friendly lens.Astrology is by its nature jam-packed with symbolism, and I am wont to explore every bit of it. I have been devoted to its study for decades, and I have mainly spent my days as a humanistic astrologer in private practice consulting clients. It’s not been a tightly kept secret that there are famous names among them, as a number of people of note have sung ye olde praises in the press and media. Of course, I welcome such endorsements (not to mention having stockpiled them all in anticipation of this next book!). For now, though, let me catch you up on a little backstory: As is literally true in my career history, I am a writer first and an astrologer a close second. It is to this that I attribute the success of my previous books. Before assuming the penname Quinn Cox, I spent many years contributing to major newspapers and magazines, even editing some. I know how to package my ideas in a way that encourages people gobble them up. This goes a long way to explain why my written work to date has been so resonant and entertaining, even for readers who wouldn’t otherwise buy into the subject of astrology. Especially riding the fine line, as I do in my process, between, high and low, academic and amusement, celestial and terrestrial, metaphysically spiritual and sexual, sublime and subversive, and so on, it takes expert, artful wordsmithing to successfully put such interwoven ideas and themes across 

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Pisces 11° (March 2)

I will have Tim for tea today after running a bunch of errands. Gumbo dinner tonight in Truro which should be lovely. Paid the excise tax and got the mail out and visited Perry’s to take to take some lovely unfiltered organic wine to my my host. I search for bread all over town—nobody has a nice loaf of bread. Passed that awful Josh P. person on the street which his side eye. I have been in touch with the folks from Hudson. I’m going to go back to the UU this weekend, which I’m looking forward to. Getting my brain around how to make some mad money en route to zzz money. Doodle Oodle Loo. Flash forward ten months and I’m reworking the proposal: What began as “a word-of-mouth phenomenon” (Time) and grew into a “marketing triumph” (Vanity Fair), Sextrology: the astrology of sex and the sexes is the most critically acclaimed and universally celebrated astrology book of its generation. Since hitting stores in 2004, it has appeared in fifteen foreign editions, sold upwards of 250,000 physical copies worldwide and it continues to grow in sales and popularity both here and abroad, right alongside the profile of its authorship, Starsky + Cox. As a brand in equal partnership, the duo created an array of compelling content in various forms and media, established a successful private consultancy and event business, made myriad broadcast appearances, and staged live performances of original work at popular venues in New York and other cities.Already a seasoned writer, journalist and editor prior to publishing the brand’s first book, serving on numerous mastheads and contributing interviews and features to top magazines and newspapers, including The New York Times and The Boston Globe. Quinn undertook the writing of the Starsky + Cox books as well as the many articles, columns, performances pieces and all penned content created under the tandem authorship and byline. Stella assumed the crucial role of an in-house editor in the publishing process. Quinn Cox—that’s me! And for the first time in my career as an experienced astrologist and writer of all things zodiacal and metaphysical, I am psyched to go solo in crafting this singular new book under my own steam and name, nom de plume such as it is, for public consumption.

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Pisces 10° (March 1)

Tonight will be a Chinese Soup. I’m super into re-watching Victoria, which should have been given subsequent seasons. I read that there were plans, perhaps, but nothing yet confirmed. Anyway I end up watching the state of the union address. It is amazing how little time is left in this place. I feel like I’ve been here forever. It has been really indulgent the first four cold months. I have still been eating out a ton but now that lent is upon me I’m already starting the great reduction which feels pretty good I must say. Doodle loodle loo. I hadn’t given much thought to our last exchange since October I think it was. Suddenly it came to mind and I thought give me a break. First of all, you didn’t pen that letter to me—it was in a different voice completely than your own, and I have a pretty good idea whose. Next, please, once again, you can firmly rest assured I have no desire to see you in any context; that said, if I want to be some place in town where you just happen to be singing or screaming that’s too bad for you. You are at every venue and there are few open. So I guess I’m saying get over yourself. Oh, and I did look back to my sent emails to you and I have been extending friendship for well over a decade. I credit you, as I said, with some pretty effective assassinating of my character over the years. It no longer hurts me as it once did. The sweeping irony in all this is: you don’t even know me. You never took the time to do so. Your every interest in us was motivated by self-aggrandizement, a power we never possessed to bestow; once you figured that out we were of little use to you. You made your connections and you made your way which is your prerogative. I don’t know where to go from here. All I know is that I need to figure out future steps. It will become vividly apparent that I need to repeople my life, that I don’t have the love and support in this world that I thought I had. I need to find a way to rescue myself from this mire. Even this time last (this) year I had more friends than I do now, the conflict during the divorce process contributing to tension and for that, too, you will be solely blamed. Enough surely is enough. You were born such a good person, an angelic creature really. You were the shining light in your family but, due to abuse and neglect, over time you turned into someone who seems to invite scorn and derision. I really don’t have a clear grasp as to why. I think it was within the context of the relationship and boy oh boy was that weaponized against me. All this said, you are so used to sorrow that it has made you impervious to the kind of pain that would in the past be your undoing. You will see the love of your life move on as with nary a second thought and engage in all things new from home city to vocation to a new love relationship. The only thing that will remain the same will be the myriad friendships that used to be mutual but are no longer available to you. Like G. says “the fix was in” and it was so carefully planned. I guess that’s where all the time and energy went. It certainly didn’t go into furthering our career. What I am most shocked by is the narcissism. I knew one could be self-preservational, but I now see the parallel between another person of an opposite sign whose behavior mirrors that of the father in the film Force Majeure. Some people throw themselves in harm’s way to save a loved one while others would push anyone else into harm’s way in even an unconscious impulse to save their own skin. I think if I leave this town and try to secure myself some greener passions and a new set of peoples I might find a level of happiness heretofore denied me. I have alighted on the north shore as my domestic choice; as much as I love it here. Look, first things first and that means moving the needle as best I can to keep this train on track and to give my new professional partner a chance to make some magic. To that end I have to look fairly decent myself. So, really, having a summer to tweak and chill would be just the ticket. I could spend my nights reading and listening to music. I could take the bus in and out of town for a dollar each way and attend parties and dances and, worse comes to worse, uber home if I had to. There is every opportunity for me this year to have the summer I always wanted, to exercise and feel my best, to reinvent and create a rosy picture as someone with buckets of talent and hutzpah and the ability to sieze opportunities as they arise.

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Pisces 9° (February 28)

Just hanging out today. B., staying in Chatham, comes for a cup of tea. I have to truly begin focusing on what’s actually happening. I’m hopeful we will receive something this week but that shall turn out not to be the case.

March 11

You emanate a warm black, like that of the ocean depths. And it’s your compassion that is most fathomless, learning, however, that you can’t save people. So you set an example not only of survival, but thrivation, working on yourself. You enjoy being called sultry.

March 12

A rich latte, your color is at once soothing and stimulating. Sound like someone you know? You can play agony aunt to loved ones, and happily so, but motivating others is  just a byproduct of leading your own directional life, never devoid of creature comforts.

March 13

A brilliant rose, you are an unapologetic seeker of beauty, which likely factors into your choice of profession and creative pursuits. You make avant-garde forays, but are a bit old-fashioned at heart. Your word is sacred, eschewing others who send you up garden paths.

March 14

Your color vibe is a rich auburn which speaks to your earthy romanticism. You have wuthering visions of ancient places, epic dinner parties and eons of solitude spent reading and daydreaming through rain-beaded window panes. And the hutzpah to realize it all.

March 15

Your whole world is misty blue-green, an expression of natural insight and extra-sensory perceptions of subtle, even psychic energies. A perfect paradox of spiritual wisdom and sultry charm, you’re like a siren, irresistible but risky to those who don’t share your depth.

March 16

Your birthday has that touch of mink, a color that, according to you, needs a new name. You are a Pisces protectress of all things helpless, which is why you have no patience for people who don’t help themselves. Lover of luxury, you don’t indulge at others’ expense.

March 17 

Your color is ashy rose (not kelly green). Memory plays a strong part in your life, whether in storytelling or a love of ancestry/history. And you’re emotionally drawn to bygone golden ages. Song or dance should be pursued or studied. Yours is an operatic life vision.

March 18

Pear is a modest shade of green that befits your unassuming personality, which inspires others to do for you. The irony is: you’re totally self-sufficient. It’s just that people see greatness in you they’d like a hand in nurturing. Your words to live by? “You shouldn’t have.”

March 19

A most delicate Pisces, pink lace is a fitting birthday color. You are a complex creature, highly sensitive and meticulously detailed in your work and creative expression. An old soul who says more with action than words, you want a great love, but need for nothing.

March 20

Seafoam is the Pisces color and you’re a Fish of the first order. You possess a primordial understanding of humanity and the circular nature of experience. The mind fascinates you as much as the graceful mechanics of the body. You take neither of your own for granted.

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Pisces 8° (February 27)

Chowder day all day. And I’m happy staying in. I feel a bit shaky and hoping I’m not coming down with anything. Turns out I think I’m just a wee bit exhausted. I sound like a broken record these days but that’s because I’m in a constant state of limbo. 

March 1

Turquoise doesn’t just suggest a love of rainbow deserts, an eagle cry, or contemplating life’s big questions. It is healing, manifesting in a hands-on knack and a psychological ability. You repair your mind like an ant, her antennae, helping loved ones do likewise.

March 2

Your color is clear bubble blue, suggesting emotional, even psychic sensitivity. You don a natural shield against vampiric detractors, displaying a delicacy in negotiating your path, be it professional, social, artistic or loving, learning how not to pop under pressure.

March 3

Having an iceberg colored aura doesn’t make you frosty. It implies it takes time to really know you, to see just how powerfully you loom and so very large you can live. Admirers may go unnoticed. But you’re most oblivious to negativity and owners of narrow minds.

March 4

The mutable-water sign, Pisces born this day are changeable. So, cyan, a color ranging from blue to green, can cover even you. Constant transformation in a signature upward spiral adds up to your achieving a certain transcendence in life. Stasis? Hmm, not so good.

March 5

Deep slate green portrays the fact you’re a Pisces who settles down while never settling for second rate. You create an elegant platform in life from which to bottom line it all for everybody. Securing your base, in private and public affairs, is how you float to the top.

March 6

You’re not so ominous as your stormcloud color emanation might suggest. You’re just once, twice, three times a lady/boy, a triple god/dess befitting ruler Neptune’s trident. You are every wo/man—a sinner in certain areas, a saint in others, and resplendent in all. 

March 7

Tyrian purple expresses the might of Jupiter, your ancient planetary ruler, working through the enchanted mists of your modern master Neptune. A most tangible Pisces, you manifest magic, do business with compassion, and make big bank with supernatural ease.

March 8

With an aura color of wild blue yonder, it’s no wonder your perspective is so limitless, and your aspiration so broad. You don’t cling to close friends to show your love. You aim to meet many souls to learn from, never depending on the kindness of strangers, either.

March 9

You vibrate a misty rose, being subtly insistent and demurely directorial. Yours is the power of suggestion, an uncanny ability to let others think they’ve arrived alone at ideas. And this way, if they don’t pan out, you’re off the hook, which you are in so many ways.

March 10

Aphrodite, also called Mari, sprang from the sea. Mary’s della robbia blue gown fringed in white is the sea with foam. It’s an auspicious day-aura suggesting your great capacity for love and forgiveness. No one is more empathetic than you, the most beatific of babes.

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Pisces 7° (February 26)

Stayed in today. Collecting my thoughts. I watched this strange movie, a documentary of sorts, called Gods Among Us which was truly woo woo. Nevertheless it reawaked something in me about metaphysics and spiritual matters and ones ability for self healing and so forth. It reminded me of how I use to think, naturally, about the workings of the universe. Soon this Blague shall return to being what it was originally meant to be. I must be the one to make a solo foray into publishing. There is the poetic book and also the one to do with the symbols and also the year of living cosmically which I might work out in the coming Blagues starting with the astrological new year.

February 20

You radiate coral energy, illustrating warmth and cheer. Yet one senses not to get too close too fast, as entertaining doesn’t top your agenda. You’ve learned not to be overly influenced by others, while you let your causes be championed and your praises be sung.

February 21

As a gray green sea, you are both inviting and foreboding. People don’t always know whether they’re coming or going with you. There is more feeling lashing inside you than can ever be expressed. Yet you say more in a word than others can utter in full volumes.

February 22

Stormy Neptune’s energy pools around you, a darkest agate blue. You feel things almost too intensely, staying active to not get lost in your own impressions. A furtive fantasist, you employ innuendo, keeping others guessing. Who knows, maybe you really are a spy.

February 23

A foamy cappuccino, you create a stir of anticipation, serving to inspire greatness. In your eyes one finds confidence to fulfill a destiny, as you do, grounded in keen intuition. Gut feelings are tantamount to glimpses of the future, which is ever in your power to alter.

February 24

Like the Red Sea, you part with the past, traveling light in life, open to new experiences. You’re ultra accepting of others, despite differences, inviting healthy debate. A sensualist, you will sample earthly delights without indulgence. Your spirit is candid and communal.

February 25

Azure blue speaks to your clear and open channel to cosmic forces. You’re a transmitter of loving, compassionate energy, consciously transcending the restraints of the ego. Not to be hemmed in, you need heaps of space in relationships. No one makes a better best friend.

February 26

In a cloud of gold dust, you go forth with the instinctual ease of a plains drifter, taking life as it comes. You court serendipity, sign posts that say you’re on the right path, paved, as it is, with good intentions. Struggle makes you stronger. You don’t subscribe to strife. 

February 27

A slate-blue air is characteristic of an ability to overcome obstacles and start each day fresh. You feel things nearly too deeply, cultivating detachment from sweeping humanitarian concerns. Still, you do love luxury and know the sweetness of doing nothing.

February 28

You shimmer, iridescent green, not what you seem on the surface. Possessing hidden emotional complexity, you structure your life, disciplining yourself, possibly, as a result. You dream in Technicolor, able to translate visions of your inner life out into the world.  

February 29 

Poppy red might seem out-of-character a color for a Pisces, but not when you consider the euphoric effects of that plant. You are the high priest/ess of knowing dreams from delusions, alone time from isolation, at-one-ness from oblivion. And so, love is your drug.

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Pisces 6° (February 25)

Cy wants to have dinner and you know me during this whole eight-month phase: all I want to do is hide and not see anyone. I am depressed and feel gross. And I actually did not sleep AT ALL last night. We all say that but I really fucking mean it. Not a wink. I tried to nap and maybe I dozed off but I said yes to success which is Cy incarnate and he picked me up in a loaner car. We went to Mac’s and shared sushi. He always under orders and me the opposite. He does seem a bit awkward sometimes but he is also strangely soave. I did a search on him for the first time ever and he really is a leader in his field I had no idea. The nights start late but they do end early and he is moderate in drink which is good. He is a Leo so I suspect a creature of habit. Anyway, to work: February 11

A most grounded Aquarian, your color is sinopia, an earthy fresco red. You survey the landscapes of situations before entering in, uncovering all there is to know about a subject. You evolve and innovate as a rule, drawing on what came before to illumine new visions.

February 12

So strong is the red-violet vibe of this day the air about you is nearly scented. You have a complex interior despite outwardly embracing simplicity. Keeping your sidewalk clean, metaphorically, you will not create bad karma. You can document the effects of doing so.

February 13

Your birthday color is snowdrop, named for those first flowers that bloom in February. A harbinger of good cheer, you don’t give in to darkness, pinpointing sources of hope and renewal. You know where you’re going career-wise, but you’re in no rush to get there.

February 14

You give off a crimson glow. Fitting for a strong, bright and deep soul like yourself. You are a messenger to people, spreading good news and cheer. Lit from within, you remind us that life-force can brim from those, like you, who only see the good in life and others.

February 15

Iris, the messenger of the rainbow, is a descending goddess who elevates mortals. The  flower comes in a spectrum. You are attracted to earthy sorts, unavoidably raising their consciousness. You have many colors, a chameleon, who, even so, never throws shade.

February 16

A Day-Glo blue birthday vibration befits your high-energy design-for-living and your ability to always find something to positively rave about. Friends must be hardworking and culturally engaged. You never stop moving, but don’t play fast and loose in love.

February 17

An unnuanced cadmium red speaks to your straight-shooting attitude and blatant—we didn’t say brutal—honesty, particularly in the heat of the moment. You don’t avoid the obvious in life, work or art, often inspiring the jealous words: Why didn’t I think of that?

February 18

Lavender is a de-stressing flower and color, so no surprise it’s associated with your day. You keep your vibe chill by never biting off more than you can chew and making no entangling alliances with others. You’re the poster child for healthy Aquarian detachment. 

February 19

You’re a bit of a throwback, a lover of history and gilded ages. Fittingly, old gold is your color vibe. You see beauty in faded glory, reflected in your aesthetic, favorite haunts or social circle. Cultured characters with catalogues of experience make the best soulmates.

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Pisces 5° (February 24)

This is probably the most reclusive day of all time. I really don’t even open the door to take a breath. Things are hitting me so hard. I binge on Pam and Tommy and it’s pretty delicious, only the actor playing Pam is either really good or wildly overimagining her character. It dawns on me that I should be a television reviewer. I do have a list of possible jobs somewhere should this all go pear shaped. That was the trigger of two weeks ago. Being told what one isn’t prepared to do rather than what one is. I contacted the TV folk and got an immediate response. I also have a couple of more.

February 1

Cerulean derives from the Latin word for heaven, that which you create everyday, here, on earth. It’s actually a family of blue befitting your morphing vibrational need to remain chill, adapt, float even, as far above any fray as you can stay. And they call it spacey?

February 2

There’s an ice blue called Alice which wraps around you like ribbons. You are meant, you see, to remain in the present. It’s a gift to be able to do so, and nobody does it better. You give full attention to people and to projects. That means you have little to no regrets.

February 3

Arsenic, a color of night, carries a devious connotation. Nocturnal action not withstanding, you embrace covert behavior, secrecy keeping your power of determination undiluted by other voices. A lovely deviant from the norm, you celebrate diversity and bump off hate. 

February 4

You’re enveloped in an antique white. The past provides inspiration, your Luddite ways serving as an antidote to this fast-paced world. Home is a visual feast of cherished furnishings and finds. Often a night owl, your imagination is in tune with mystic forces.

February 5 

You are ultramarine, down, not-so-many lengths, to your soul. Indeed, your spirit is right at the surface, an ease in human relations being testament to your gift of self-acceptance. Your capacity for love brims full like your Waterbearer’s cup, yet only for the worthy. 

February 6  

You don’t mind being bubblegum. You get high culture, but you see equal genius in pop-media creations. You like the ubiquity of art and ideas now being shared by the masses via plastic devices. It’s fun knowing what’s in the pipeline—pure joy to put something in it.

February 7

An electric green, even your aura is gorgeously geeky. Embracing technology and progressive ideals puts a spring in your step as you leap frog over others in areas of learning or in friendly competition, the only kind you know. We look to you for direction.

February 8

A greeny Xanadu grey aura says you come from an out-there place. News? No. Aquarius is a state of mind where the proverbial cup is filled with ambrosia of eternal youth. Where your own brain goes must be the greatest place, cuz your chill-child vibe is ever uplifting.

February 9

Your tickle-me pink aura reminds us that we can all go further in cultivating of joy. So, though you’re essentially one of the happiest on the planet, you don’t comment on it. To do so would stop the flow of exaltation. You’re grooving into the next moment of rapture.

February 10

Your color energy is so vivid a watermelon we can almost taste it. You’re a populist with a pop-art aesthetic. With an ear to the pavement, you gauge what’s coming down the pike. In a subculture of countless acquaintances, you’re a luminary, leading toward the future.

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Pisces 4° (February 23)

Was going to invite folks for dinner but decided against it. I feel rundown and not in the right head space. But I will have R+T for Cous Cous as soon as that works out. I am definitely making some progress stepping on the morning scale which feels good. I make a lovely roasted salmon and potatoes with sauteéd baby spinach. It is getting easier to eat alone I must say. And I’m so sick of hemorrhaging the moolah. Oh well. This too shall pass. I will be creating more and more content. I spoke to Mike from Providence and I discussed going to cooking school and he said I should check out Attleboro. I’ve never even heard of Attleboro.

 January 21

Deep Purple portrays your serious nature, infused as it is, with a innate need for freedom. You can’t be fenced in, yet you crave constant companionship, urging you to associate with liberated like-minds. You may have a series of careers and no entangling alliances.

January 21

Deep Purple portrays your serious nature, infused as it is, with a innate need for freedom. You can’t be fenced in, yet you crave constant companionship, urging you to associate with liberated like-minds. You may have a series of careers and no entangling alliances.

January 22

Chartreuse suggests a unique and healing aura in keeping with your quick and quirky personality. You’re hungry for life and thirsty for knowledge, drawn to unusual enclaves and esoteric thought. Emotional for an Aquarius, you channel feeling into art or crafts.

January 23

You radiate vermillion, vibrantly idiosyncratic in speech and manner, but inimitable. Technique is at the core of your talents, not that you let on how hard you work. A born professional, with nary a diva bone in your body, you never stop learning and growing.

January 24

Like a heated pool on a winter day you’re a shot of aqua cutting through any gloom. You exhibit physical grace and a deeper sense of it, taking nary a moment of life for granted. You possess a childlike exuberance with a buoyant carriage and bubbly attitude to match.

January 25

Edgy in every sense of the word, your aura is lime, sometimes Day-Glo green. You feel internally prodded into creative pursuits, which then prove provocative to others. Keenly, you cultivate down-time, preserving your sense of play with equally game individuals.

January 26

Goa orange suits a guru like you. Your energy is outsized, like a blazing star to which others hitch their wagon. And you need them. Your grand illusions, um, visions require disciples, er, delegates. You’ve got your act together and you always take the high road.

January 27

Neon yellow permeates your being. You can stop others in their tracks with progressive ideas and actions, not to mention a radical-chic style. You’re a futurist, tech-savvy and seeking to evolve the field in which you work or create. You readily embrace new orders.

January 28

You express the browny pink underbelly of experience, a deconstructionist of the first order. You are all for transparency in relationships, just as you like to see how systems and structures tick. You seek the true reality beneath all artifice you strive to strip away.

January 29

A deep Russian red reflects your reserved, enigmatic nature. Even if in the public eye, you keep your private life behind an iron curtain. This lends you a healthy objectivity and camaraderie with others without taxing your emotions, which you express to a select few.

January 30

You have a butterscotch glow that makes others feel safe, secure under your command. Ironic, since you’re rather revolutionary, spontaneously popping onto soap boxes to air your views. Still, you can be strategic, playing life as a chess game, always moves ahead.

January 31

What better than an atomic tangerine aura for a suddenly mutating Aquarian with your unexpected changes and potential for running off to clown college? You personify evolution in a sense, the most gorgeous ahead-of-the curve quirk we all inevitably follow. 

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