Aquarius

JAN 20 - FEB 18

Finding a secure place to rest eludes you now. It would be lovely to report that your domestic scene is like a placid field of wheat, flowing in the gentle breeze of a gorgeous autumn sunset. Unfortunately, a tractor comes by and begins the harvest as soon as you find a spot to recline. Your best bet is to flee the foundation and take refuge in the foreign -- whatever that means to you. It is not a time to plant yourself; it is a time to fly and grow. If you sprout anything, sprout wings. Get Your Complete Cosmic Profile
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Illustrations by Jo Ratcliffe