Happy Valentine Daze, Gemini! I hope you'll be very specific about what you want from intimacy and collaboration in the coming months. To get you in the mood, I've written a personal ad for you to use. Or create your own, borrowing from the spirit of mine. Here you go. Slapstick thinker with refined sensibilities seeks a saint-like sinner with insanely cool style for a long-distance joyride towards the outskirts of Nirvana. Established meditation practice and a good bedside manner are desirable. Would it be too much to ask that you might also have a high level of emotional intelligence without boring me to death with your maturity? Is it possible that you'll be an entertaining talker who also knows how to listen with your wild heart turned up all the way? Let's keep reinventing ourselves forever.
He gets pretty amusing near Valentine's day.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love how you never bear a grudge against the mountains that are in your way, but rather just set to work getting around them. I adore the way you catalyze interesting chemical reactions everywhere you go. I am delighted by how you bravely follow the leaps of your effervescent intelligence--even when it means you treat life as if it had a fast-forward button. Last but not least, Gemini, I am quite fond of how you can yack on your cell phone and ride your bike and snack on corn chips all at the same time.
P.S. Memorize the lines below, which were written by George Bernard Shaw, and deliver them to the one with whom you'd most like to make beautiful music together. If there is no human you feel moved to address so tenderly, speak them to a pet, muse, angel, or yourself. "You are my inspiration and my folly. You are my light across the sea, my million nameless joys, and my day's wage. You are my divinity, my madness, my selfishness, my transfiguration and purification. You are my rapscallionly fellow vagabond, my tempter and star. I want you."
Incidentally, I often read Leo as well. It's my moon sign. Despite me only vaguely knowing what that entails, I often treat my Sun sign (Gemini) horoscope as being advice to my intellect, and my Leo horoscope as being more emotional, or sometimes romantic.
Happy Valentine Daze, Leo! I predict that more love will flow into your life in the future. Why? Because beginning now, you will remove the obstructions that have been interfering with that flow. That's not all. More love will flow into your life because you'll decide that you are actually very lovable--more lovable than you've previously acknowledged. That's not all. More love will flow into your life because you will vow to invoke in yourself a tremendous surge of willpower that will make you hungry to give love, to bestow blessings, and to extend favors. You'll derive deep pleasure, a real libidinous thrill, from radiating generous emotions in all directions.
And their Sacred Advertisement:
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. Do you understand that you can actually *listen* a person's soul into existence? Your receptive interest in the inner life of those you care for can awaken their dormant powers. The teacher Richard Moss says, "The greatest gift you can give another is the purity of your attention." And philosopher Paul Tillich said: "The first duty of love is to listen."