CAPRICORN (Dec. 22-Jan. 19): I was nine years old when I first risked my ass to fight for the rights of others. It was a winter morning in Ohio. Ten of us kids were waiting on a corner for the school bus to pick us up. A fifth-grader named Jerry Demasko was doing his usual shtick: insulting and belittling the girls. When he sneeringly informed little Debbie Runello that she would always be ugly, I snapped. I tackled him, sat on him, and drove his face into the freshly fallen snow. "Promise you'll stop being a mean bastard every minute of your life!" I demanded. He resisted at first, but when my inflamed strength kept him pinned, he broke. Your assignment, Capricorn, is to recall the first time you felt an eruption of pure compassionate rage in the face of injustice. Once you've done that, spend the next ten days cultivating and expressing that beautiful emotion.
AQUARIUS (Jan. 20-Feb. 18): At any single moment, approximately 0.7 percent of the people on our planet are drunk–at least in a normal week. In the coming days, however, I believe that a sudden profusion of intoxicated Aquarians will ensure that the global average rises to at least 1.5 percent. To be totally accurate, not all of those Aquarians will be sloshed on alcohol or zonked on drugs. Some will be flying high solely on the strength of their exhilarating adventures in the unknown, while others will have transcended the everyday trance through the power of their boundary-shattering meditations or their breakthrough love-making. Don't you dare miss out on this dizzying opportunity to lose your mind in the most constructive way possible.
PISCES (Feb. 19-March 20): "When you follow your bliss," wrote mythologist Joseph Campbell, "doors will open where you would not have thought there would be doors, and where there wouldn't be a door for anyone else." That's always true, Pisces, but it's especially apropos for you now. If you swear a blood oath to follow your bliss, vowing to do what your secret self loves more than anything else, a portal will open that's as big as a garage door and as sweet as a gateway to a secret garden.