Cosmic lovers embrace

The Lord takes his bride. She is beauty and love and he pushes her virtues aside. Kidnapping her from the throne he plans the trek home.

Morphed from misery to ecstasy – those planets home secrets for all of us; the intensity; the pleasure; the pain – facing the world alone – pretending again.

The simple truth (if there was such a thing) does not underestimate the plutonian hug. Venus may sashay and smile –he’ll strategise ready to strike.

Capitalise on the energy of the day – it could be worth your while – who knows how long we have to wait – for another cosmic love fest to come our way.

Peace and Love,

Julia Ashton-Sayers