"Ain't No Sunshine," Lyn Collins
for virgo: While the planets are advising other signs to play the ‘wait and see’ game, you’re being advised to initiate an overdue heart-to- heart. It’s definitely a day to clear the air. Perhaps you’re not the only one who has something to say. What you hear may surprise you, but in a positive way! [huh . . .
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Meanwhile, I'm still reading about meditation. Check it out: "Well, meditation is like sex - what you bring to it is what you get! In fact, the meditative traditions suggest that your motivation determines the outcome of your practice as much as the technique you use or the time you spend . . . Take sex, for example. If you do it out of lust or boredom or fear, your sexual pleasure will be permeated by the flavor of the feeling that motivated you. But if you have sex as a heartfelt expression of love for your partner, you may move in the same way, touch the same places, use the same techniques - but you'll have an exponentially different experience." See? It's supposed to feel entirely sensual technically speaking, so it's just the FRETFUL part that's my problem.
Actually, via yoga meditation I really do all but one thing on the 'How to live in Harmony with Your Meditation' list already: I can't manage nonattachment. Failing at that one thing is A Big Problem even though I'm down with all the other aspects. (So guess that's what I'm working on, eh?) In this book I'm reading now, there's a meditation for imagining all the people you love as dying tomorrow and it's supposed to lead you to appreciating them in the present - it nearly gave me a heart attack. I made it through the one where I'm dying tomorrow, but the other, oh nooooooooooooo waaaaaaaaaaaaaay. It just made me want to drink beer. In fact, I'm gonna look at some puppy porn right now in weepy recoil from that attempt to theoretically unattach. (Smedley is super cute.)
