BORN THIS WEEK
Lindsay Lohan (July 2, 1986)
Cancer woman is the zodiac’s Cinderella. Her mother tends to be overbearing and her father, absent. Cancer embodies her sign’s cardinal-water status—she is a fountain of feeling. Moongirls only become mean girls to disguise their hypersensitivity. Cancer’s life journey is often a slow transition from chaos to calm; family ties may require cutting to achieve stability. Personal means of expression offer necessary catharsis for a Cancer. Lohan may find writing and/or music and solo performance provide an outlet for healing.
Though your ability to realize singular goals is to be applauded, Uranus opposing Saturn urges you to take others’ input more seriously. It would be refreshing to hear friends say you’re a good listener. And playing second fiddle, partnering on a work project, is not only a preferred paradigm for making bank and winning praise. It offers an opportunity to explore the benefits of a B-type personality—lower blood pressure, fewer restraining orders, playing the plum role of good cop, being handled with kid gloves, to name some. The Solar Eclipse on Friday brings a new wave of tenderness to your emotional environment.
In business, you Bulls have renewed appreciation for those below and above you on the so-called ladder of success. And you’ve no time for your namesake excrement, as either recipient or skilled slinger. A freewheeling Mercury midweek says you’ve more to learn. You possess mad creative skills but they require development—complacency can cause you to become same-samey. Also, don’t worry about bringing others along for the ride toward personal achievement. Intentionally or not, they can end up sandbagging it. The Solar Eclipse, Thursday, portends healthy detachment from siblings and other strangers.
Big change is brewing. Mercury goes rogue again this week, causing your mind to wander and alight on the serious alterations you must make to your life. Moving house is an instinct worth pursuing, as is cementing or redefining your career role. Here, it seems you do the work, but don’t have the title or the money (or either) that should go along with it. Wait to verbalize thoughts until Mercury enters Leo, Saturday, when you speak with authority, calm and certainty, and it’s near impossible to refuse you. Venus opposing Pluto by then signals imbalance in a love affair. Power must be equalized or else, shut down.
En route to the Solar Eclipse, Friday, you are all intuition, taking situations in like a sponge, biding your time and weighing all options. You reveal nothing, nor should you; while others can’t help but confess secrets to you. Still, you mustn’t jump to conclusions, as appearances are deceiving. You know if someone’s hiding something, but can miss the mark as to why. Expect the best, financially, but prepare for the worst. Doing so heads off stress at the pass. The Moon conjunct Mercury, Saturday, articulates feelings you’ve been brewing. Your insights are so side-splittingly funny that publishing them would be no joke.
Remaining under the radar, early this week, you are wont to indulge harmless interests—some call them vices—that have characterized you since childhood. Competition is one drug you cannot resist. But you must put all fun and games aside by Friday as Mercury, squaring Jupiter, readies to enter your sign. This will see dumb luck run out on you, and challenge you to believe all the more in an abundant cosmos that always provides. A vision of the universe as a barren landscape is a self-fulfilling prophecy. While fortune smiles on those who give and thus embody the notion that there is more than enough to go around.
Time to get to the bottom of nagging, though easily remedied, physical or psychological issues. Here’s the deal: You’re hypersensitive to the workings of your own mind and body. So take it a step further. Let this motivate you to purge these annoyances. Mercury untethered midweek bids you break out of routines, both in your schedule and in your habits. Now’s time to make dietary changes and kick start some Om-Shanti activities you suspect will mitigate discomfort on all metaphysical levels. And you’d be right. The Solar Eclipse, Friday, drops you into a new circle of like-minded ultra-aware individuals.
Veiled Neptune is inching its way back into the part of your chart that governs both artistry and love. It shouldn’t surprise a Libra that these commodities fall into the same astrological house. Observe how your creativity peaks just as things heat up, romantically. And how amorous you become when your courtship with the muses is going strong. The key to success in either arena, now, is keeping a foothold in innocence. Don’t give in to the notion that sex sells or that you need to rush things in a new relationship. Even an existing bond benefits from reviewing the fine art of hand-holding and sharing a porch swing.
A grand cross with Pluto, Saturn, Uranus and the Sun is in its final throes. And you’ve learned more than anyone from it: That, as a lover of routine, living in an ever-changing world, you can transform through the ritualized experiences you fashion. You won’t break with traditions now. But you don’t have the insane expectation that people participating in your institutionalized activities will act any differently than they did before. If anything, you look forward with amused, bemused detachment to seeing the dramedy unfold, wistful, but oh so grateful, that you’re not the same cockeyed optimist of yore.
Making career strides, you inspire confidence and more than a bit of envy. Stop and smell the milestones before mentally grasping for what’s next. By the same token, don’t hock your house to fund a self-celebration. The Sun sextile Jupiter, Tuesday and Wednesday, is subtly designed to keep you middle-grounded. Highs are just as dicey as lows when it comes to the emotional life of a Sagittarius. The cosmic lesson to learn is that external circumstance should have no real bearing on the weather within—which is mostly sunny with a chance of precipitation (and, by that, we mean “excessive haste” on your part).
Senses are working overtime, dispelling recent suspicions you’ve lost the ability to feel tingly all over. The fact is you’ve been living too much in your head, ignoring your physical self. We don’t mean neglecting exercise—so don’t go there. If anything, this is not a time for rigid acts of body fascism, but one to delight your appetites. Mercury on a lark in your opposite sign calls for expressions that run counter to the woulda-shoulda-coulda loop in your mind. That means leaving open-ended hours for venturing forth and seeing what happens. Just say yes to anything on offer that provides natural stimulation. And embrace your inner Luddite, whenever possible unplugging any gadget invented after 1932.
People have invested hope in your wild promises and expect you to deliver. It’s Neptune flirting with your sign that has inspired grand gestures in the past that now come home to roost. Your challenge is not simply to stick to your word, but to do so without making it obvious you feel imposed upon. A grand cross involving Uranus, Saturn, the Sun and Pluto is designed to make you understand that what you think about other people is none of their business. Telegraphing your every thought and emotion doesn’t have the desired effect of expressing your importance. It can make you seem needy and more than a bit neurotic.
If your life were a magazine now, it would be World of Interiors. Introspection is majorly in order, as you address certain excesses and make strides to temper them. Leading up to the Solar Eclipse, Friday, you first stick to the story that “hell is others,” convinced that isolation is the salve for your stresses. But by midweek, rogue Mercury gets you thinking that perhaps the distress call is indeed coming from inside the house. And unlike similar realizations in the past, this a-ha moment doesn’t inspire dread but exhilaration. You are so ready to spill your guts instead of drinks or metaphorical milk you can’t stop crying over.