Dear Loyal Subjects, Lords & Ladies, Court Jesters, Spies, Serfs…Whomever,
Shit-house news days, terrible events, mass grief, fears, solar flares, whacko dictators, wondering if one’s wee is glowing in the dark because of one’s wondrous vitamins or one’s radioactivity…it is not easy at the moment.
But one is also reminded of people who lived through trying times and still maintained their standards. The Queen Mother traipsing around London during the Blitz, determined to bring cheer to her people, a trail of Vol De Nuit scenting the otherwise acrid air behind her…soldiers or firemen getting up at 5am, polishing their boots and getting on with it, no matter HOW they’re feeling…the unbelievable grace from the Japanese people as they go about their terrible days…seriously, no looting?
Being present looking one’s best, with a fabulous Leonic smile on one’s face, when some have low morale (disasters, even if they’re not personally applying, stir up all manner of personal angstings) is one’s duty, no?
And think also of how diverting and truly radical it would be right now to embark on a Leo style makeover.
Yes, now is the time to become more into Hair, Art, Music, Cinema, Beauty, Flowers and your personal Regality. Responding to stress with a total Uber-Person plan (when you actually just want to use the whole thing as an excuse to be an absolute gronk) is brilliantly noble. Could it be time to distinguish yourself?
“War turns us to stone. In remembrance we shine and rise to new days”
You cannot control tectonic plates or stop the Sun from flaring (w.t.f.?) but you can radiate Beauty & Strength in your own environment, yes?
In fact, fuq it. From now on, maybe the only solar flares around here should be coming from gigantic ego, gleaming teeth, ever-green bamboo-style always growing genius and awesome exfoliated glow of golden complexion?
If you’re not waist-whittling, toast that with a goblet of sparkling Blue Devil why don’t you…
Luna In Leo