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Horoscopes by Corina Dross
This month is a big, sloppy mess of a kiss from a drunken god –the bacchanalian type whose head is ringed in grapes and whose legs terminate in shaggy hooves. No one gets a dignified escape; we’re all getting pulled into the dance. Hate to dance in public? Too bad. Fighting with your sweetheart? Now you’ve got an audience. Whatever we’re doing this month, we won’t be doing it alone, or at a reasonable volume. We have become immoderate in our obsessions, belligerent in our affections.
July kicks off with an intense Full Moon (Pluto and Mars are yanked into the dance, upping the odds of it becoming a mosh pit), while the planet of love (Venus) and the planet of rowdy good times (Jupiter) curl up nearby in Leo, the sign of every David Bowie song. Whatever is buried in our hearts is getting dug up. Whether we like it or not, we’re coming back to life, pins and needles and morning breath and aching hearts and all. Now’s the time to love hard, no matter what happens next. With Mars in Cancer all month, we’re also called to defend where we live: our homes, our intimacies, our gathering places –be they churches or streets. It may not look like we’re winning, but the fight is far from over. We’re also asked to notice the ways that care can be resistance, and resistance an act of care. Who do we consider part of our circle, a member of our tribe? Whose lives have meaning to us? How much of ourselves do we stake on this?
There’s a good chance we’ll find the love we need this month, which rarely looks the way we expect it to. How will you know you’ve found it? It will feel so much easier to be brave.
“The practice of love offers no place of safety.”
“Love comes with a knife / not some shy question/ and not with fears / for its reputation”