Aquarius 1° (January 21)
I will end up eating and making the best fucking Shrimp Risotto in the world. I spent the whole day working on the S.A. again which was a torture because I was held a bit hostage and got snarky for being just left to wait.
The earthiest of Gemini, you brim with a terra cotta warmth and simplicity. You are romantic and mate for good, building a life of pleasure, brick by brick. Industrious and caring, you dedicate to careers that help others rise up . For fun, you play the coquette.
You sparkle like citrine, devil may care, looking out for numero uno. You’re unimpressed by fame and fortune, which is why you tend to achieve both. Beauty is a hallmark of your day; so you strive to be valued for your brains. Negativity is a choice you will not make.
You follow a yellow-brick road, ear to the pavement, with the soul of a street poet. A modern Robin or Marion Hood, you’re not down with the 1%. Your pen is louder than
bombs. Fomenting good fortune in your immediate sphere, you also ringlead loved ones.
Baby blue is your emanation of positive thinking. You overcome obstacles and exceed expectation via optimism. But more than that: You prove that the mind is your link to the divine and that you gain assists of mighty unseen forces to you by way of higher thought.
You vibrate gossamer green, a barely seen aura to match covert thought and action. Keeping your own counsel preserves the power of your intentions, asserting agendas as if under the cover of night. An enigmatic Gemini you are, eerily in tune with subtle energy.
Green-yellow? Yellow-green? You’re not one to be pinned down. The past holds little appeal and you reject restrictive mores and most spiritual tenets as superstition. You believe in life and humanity. You celebrate these things in the creation of family and art.
A robin’s egg blue aura means you’re a sentinel, guarding personal space and staking out new territory in preparation for letting soaring ambitions fly. As Geminis go, you’re not gregarious, sticking to close cronies. Even when stardom hits, you keep frenemies close.
Mercury is your ruler and your color. You are forever liquid, keeping life loose and unencumbered. Like that god of merchants, you’re a thrilling artist of the deal. Still you’re not attached to things. You simply crave interaction. A perfect mate is up for anything.
The color of pink carnation, your birthday is one of celebration. You don’t take the daily drama of life seriously, though nobody is more equipped when the chips are really down. Your default demeanor is appreciation. You thus elevate every experience you enter into.
Like green clover you’re a lucky charm. You needn’t do much to infuse situations with magic. People try to latch on, but get an instant lesson in personal space. A free spirit, and a bit of a nature sprite, you prefer open air expression to drawing room discussion.
To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°, for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period.
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