Capricorn 29° (January 19)
Mediterranean Salad Plate Fanizzi’s. Nice chat about TV with two of Liz’s staff.
You nearly give off an aroma of tea green, so rich, sweet and comforting is your spirit. You’re blessed to be blasé about the material world. You have both sense and sensibility, practical in affairs of the heart, parlaying your sweet emotions into productive pursuits.
A wise Taurus, you are all-over sage. You’re born with it, labeled an old soul from day one. You seem to’ve entered the school of life with credits, but you’ve earned every one.
Time is on your side because you prize it so highly. Your reputation is unbesmirchable.
Moss mightn’t grow on a rolling stone, and it aura-glows from you, alone. You are a mystical Taurus with a fertile imagination, envisioning other worlds and dimensions. Yours is an absurd sense of humor and an askew perspective that always hits pay dirt.
A hunter green, you gather wealth as you go, living off what you need, preserving a lot for the future. At heart, you’re country—whether or not it’s where you come from, it’s where you’ll land some gentry. In the city, as you also must be, you’re more on the prowl.
Jade portrays Taurus’ exotic side and you, you will admit, do fancy yourself a geisha, a tribal prince/ss, or some creature of love, schooled in the erotic arts. But you only give yourself to the highest bidder, that is, one who creates only beauty; and, oh, makes bank.
Those poised enough to be born on this day get to glow a green mantis, the sign of a most meditative spirit. You still your mind and, in so doing, find eternity in a moment, learning to keep that prayerful mojo going even at the tensest of times. You invoke, never chase, glory.
A most enchanting Taurus, your eminence is a fairy-green absinthe. Ethereal for being a premier earth sign, you have signature determination, holding on tightly, with the added knack for letting go lightly. Your spirit is intoxicating, your perspective, ever expansive.
Humility is your not so secret weapon, expressed by a color vibe of dark Bulgarian rose. You achieve perfection in more than one arena. Yet, not one to shout triumphs from the rooftops, you demure, blooming in the shadows, determined to retain blessed privacy.
You can be imperious, like some reincarnation of an ancient noble. Your color is a plumy byzantine, no shrinking violet, suggesting outsized swagger. You live life large and must be in charge, or else you can be a tyrant. Design and attention to detail are strongest suits.
Brink pink. That is your unabashed color vibration, expressing perfect alignment between what you want out of life and how you live it, day to day. You set a series of attainable goals that speed you up the ladder of success. Uninhibited in love, you freely associate.
Where green meets black is where you’re found, tending your garden of talents as if under the cover of night. You and the Earth are one; and you follow the dictates of your nature without heed to detractors. No stone is left unturned in cultivating your success.
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