Yay, Obama! Boo, prop 8! Now, with that covered I can move on to the important stuff.
This week, Brezsny tells the Gemini:
When the air is pure and clean, a bee can smell a flower from 3,281 feet. The presence of pollution severely cripples the bee's awareness of floral scents, however, reducing its range to 650 feet. Consider the possibility that this is a metaphor for what has been happening to you recently, Gemini. Have you suffered a reduction in your sensitivity to sources of nourishment? Are you oblivious to gifts and blessings that could be available to you if you only knew about them? According to my analysis of the astrological omens, this is quite possible. Luckily, you're reading this horoscope, which will surely motivate you to overcome the problem.
So now I feel vaguely like a bee setting out to solve that pesky pollution problem so that I can smell flowers like a shark smells blood. Or something. Good thing Obama was elected?
To Leo, my moon sign, Brezsny says:
One of my friends on Facebook describes her vocation as "Hammer of the Gods." Her task in life, she says, is to be a tool that the divine powers wield as they nail together raw materials to make useful structures. While I don't know if that's also one of your long-range goals, Leo, I do know that it describes a role you'd thrive in during the coming weeks. So how about it? Are you ready to upgrade your game in order to be the best hammer of the gods you can possibly be?
I kind of like the idea of being a "hammer of the Gods", though. Other than being an atheist. But it *does* seem to tie into that whole bee/pollution thing. Now I just have to figure out what plays the role of "pollution" in my metaphor of the week.