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Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Saturday, August 4:
You’re spontaneous and vivacious. The world is ready to serve you
in the style that you deserve. Even serious business has its
amusements. Apologize for your inability to let others depress you.

Okay… Last Saturday we stopped and took detours on my whim, and bought blueberries from the side of the road because we could. I was certainly not depressed, and nothing was bringing me down.

Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Sunday, August 5:
Your social life blooms among real friends. A fair weather promise
feels believable when you consider the intent over the wording. Focus
all your attention now and let later take care of itself.

Real friends… Oh yes. I’ve rarely felt more like I was among real friends than last Sunday, that whole weekend for that matter.

Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Monday, August 6:
You’re outvoted and outranked. The silent majority speaks up to remind
you who’s really in charge. Time is on your side, although nothing
else seems to be with you right now. Appreciate what you still have.

I’m not often in charge, so I don’t expect to be. Monday was a good day. I spent much of it in the water, until the thunderstorm hit and I remembered that none of us were in charge… that storm was. And we weren’t about to forget it.

Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Tuesday, August 7:
Conditions have changed since you promised someone the world. The
Pisces Moon adds another level of complexity every time you look.
Admit your shortcomings without giving up your efforts.

Conditions always seem to be changing. Tuesday was the first day of the trip. Tuesday was hours of waiting, and then pushing pushing pushing to exhaustion and beyond, pushing until the only thing left to do was push more. I may not be able to carry the canoe on a portage, but I can carry gear, and I will not be called weak…

Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Wednesday, August 8:
Integrity carries you through a challenging time. Business can only
improve when your clients believe in you. In every context, Libra
excels at face-to-face communication.

It’s nice when people believe in me. It makes me feel like I’m actually doing what I should be doing… and on an island in the middle of a lake with no cottages on it, let alone telephones, face to face communication is all that there is…

Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Thursday, August 9:
Everyone loves the bearer of good tidings. Keep the original message
separate from the response that you’d like to get. A comforting habit
could either save your skin or lead straight to your downfall.

You’re telling me… isolating myself when already isolated is likely a bad idea. Yes, I know I am not good at group conversations, and that I never know what to say. But I can always just sit and listen… I’m good at that.

Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Friday, August 10:
The honeymoon seems to be over. A formerly perfect match no longer
seems like such a great idea. Be honest about the flaws, and then
stack them up against the benefits to finally get a realistic picture.

Well, the trip was certainly over. We pushed and pushed again, three portages and paddling against a strong wind for five hours or so… looking back, I’m not sure how I found the strength to do it, but I did. I pushed, and when it was done I could hardly move for a few hours… but I felt good. I haven’t felt so good as long as I can remember.

Greetings JennyLee —
Here is your horoscope for Saturday, August 11:
Somebody’s words, maybe even yours, sound all wrong in the mouth
of a third party. Libra is quick to point out the difference between
fact and factoid. Reinvent yourself if you get the chance to do it
honestly.

Isn’t that today? Oh… why so it is. How odd. I have no concept of time anymore. I guess a week in the forest when you spend your days napping and eating and swimming and more swimming and napping and eating makes everything blend into everything else and time has no more meaning than a spec of dust on the floor by my feet. As for reinventing myself…. yes. Just… yes.