"How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love how well you're maintaining your sanity as you weave your way along the curvy uphill path with the wasteland on one side and the fake paradise on the other. I admire the fact that your sense of humor is expanding, not shrinking, in the face of floods of ambiguous data. And I adore the fierce poise and open-hearted skepticism you're able to muster as you struggle against all odds to be true to yourself. You're my hero, Braveheart.
* P.S. It's often easier for us Cancerians to love than to be loved. We feel more comfortable giving than taking. In fact, we're even susceptible to believing that we're powerful when we're nurturing others and weak when we're being nurtured. Yet the best astrologers agree that until we learn to receive love, we can't fulfill our life's mission. In the next 35 years and beyond, I urge you to practice this art with all your fierce and vulnerable heart. And then practice and practice and practice some more."
*Some of this is so true (of me) that it's almost spooky.
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