Capricorn poet Kenneth Rexroth was shirtless as he strolled along a rural road. To his delightful amazement, a fritillary butterfly landed on his shoulder, fluttered away, landed again, fluttered away—performed this dance numerous times. Nothing like this had ever happened to him. Later he wrote, "I feel my flesh / Has suddenly become sweet / With a metamorphosis / Kept secret even from myself." In the coming days, I'm expecting at least one comparable experience for you. Here's your homework: What sweet metamorphoses may be underway within you—perhaps not yet having reached your conscious awareness?

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Could you benefit from getting more help in figuring out the questions life is asking you? Do you crave more support in your efforts to build your courage? You might find it inspiring to tune in to your EXPANDED AUDIO HOROSCOPE.