If you’re an astrologer and willing to admit it publicly, invariably you will be asked to guess people’s Sun signs. In a party setting I mean. This is exceedingly difficult to do. Legend has it that one renowned astrologer used to agree to guess, on the condition the person answer one question. The question? “When […]
Dear Elsa, I have stopped looking at my chart a long time ago because I tend to only see bad things. Three years ago, I started to really get depressed. I actually thought of dying many times. I was known as an excellent worker and student, but I’ve made many bad decisions. I’m very unsatisfied
Dear Elsa, I have a job, a lovely place and money. The only problem is I don’t do well with others. I fear rejection and tend to sabotage any chances for love through coldness and escapism – probably due to my past failed friendships and relationships. I feel like I’m restricted in the area of
Dear Elsa. Since I’ve been a kid, I’ve found it hard to connect with anything or anyone. When I start a hobby, I almost immediately drop it because it’s no longer satisfying to me, or I don’t have enough talent. It’s even more difficult to connect to other people. I become so skeptical and build
Dear Elsa, I feel like I am stuck in a rut. Life is passing me by and I am grasping at air. I wrote a book and found an agent but no publisher has said “yes” yet. It’s been over a year now since it started being shopped around. I will be 39 soon and
Hi Elsa, For the past 6 months, my Sadge boyfriend and I have been arguing about the simplest things. Partly it’s my job and hectic schedule, and partly it’s his lack of motivation at work. Whenever we argue, he says, “You just want to get your way.” But that’s not the case! For example: I
Hi Elsa, The last three years have really kicked my butt. I lost my dream job. I almost lost my best friend to diabetes, and I did lose my mother to cancer. Then when I was home alone, I was attacked in my own apartment. I find myself second guessing everything that happens now, both
I have Aquarius envy and I admit it. Today I saw one of them at the gym. Had to be. He was about sixty-five and wearing a dish towel around his head, knotted in the back. No one else is going to be seen in public like that. It reminded me of my old pal,
