Just under two weeks left and still counting. According to my star sign this week, this month I will fall madly in love with a man who is tall, dark and speaks with a British accent.
Excellent. It’s going to be a long labour weekend next week, and I may meet a handsome British man. But here I am, still single and it's April 22. Dear psychic, where is he?
Like many man, I consulted a clairvoyant who revealed many private and uncanny details about my life.
Throughout the reading I was captivated and impressed by her intuition.
Regardless of the paranormal mumbo jumbo. I hoped for the love she predicted. But was I being set up for disappointment?
As modern man, we want answers and we want them now - or at least a sneak peek into our future with an affirmation that it's going to be OK.
Whether it is paying a person who claims supernatural power or skimming over our daily horoscope in the newspaper, most of us are searching for direction.
Take my friend Andy, who had a psychic predict he would quit his job, meet a guy in finance and travel overseas. Eight months later Andy left his job and is now enjoying a honeymoon in Rome with his accountant partner. His psychic seemed to get it right.
When my friend James was 32, a psychic told him that the love of his life would work with planes. Since then, every man he had a major relationship with has been connected with aviation.
"I don't know if it was my fate that she predicted or rather the fact I was fluttering my eyes a little more around pilots," James says. "Perhaps the psychic's prediction subconsciously altered who I found attractive. Who knows?"
Even the daily horoscope can assist in moulding your life. Predictions such as "Today you will face your fear" can cause you to spend the rest of the day worrying about being eaten by a shark.
Perhaps we like tracking our future unpredictable.
It's a bit like the weather forecast. By promising an insight into what the coming weeks and months have in store, astrology gives us the feeling of control, however spurious that impression may be.
Another reason is flattery. Personality profiles tend to be prepared with characteristic such as sensitive, emotional, active, practical, pleasant and so forth - traits most people like.
Some people use horoscopes as a form of flittering out the chance of bad encounters. My friend Danny is guilty of "horoscope-ism". He's prejudiced against all men who are Gemini.
Why? Not only is his astrological chart a bad match with a Gemini, he has had a bad experience with one.
"Ruling out men with vaguely similar personalities as a way of protecting myself. I was hurt by a similar type and I don't want to risk the chance again. So that means 'no' to all Gemini" Danny says.
Despite the appeal of such astrological insight, one misses out on the fun of letting nature take its course. Eliminating certain people based on the alignment of stars is as ridiculous as ruling out a person based on their hair colour.
Excellent. It’s going to be a long labour weekend next week, and I may meet a handsome British man. But here I am, still single and it's April 22. Dear psychic, where is he?
Like many man, I consulted a clairvoyant who revealed many private and uncanny details about my life.
Throughout the reading I was captivated and impressed by her intuition.
Regardless of the paranormal mumbo jumbo. I hoped for the love she predicted. But was I being set up for disappointment?
As modern man, we want answers and we want them now - or at least a sneak peek into our future with an affirmation that it's going to be OK.
Whether it is paying a person who claims supernatural power or skimming over our daily horoscope in the newspaper, most of us are searching for direction.
Take my friend Andy, who had a psychic predict he would quit his job, meet a guy in finance and travel overseas. Eight months later Andy left his job and is now enjoying a honeymoon in Rome with his accountant partner. His psychic seemed to get it right.
When my friend James was 32, a psychic told him that the love of his life would work with planes. Since then, every man he had a major relationship with has been connected with aviation.
"I don't know if it was my fate that she predicted or rather the fact I was fluttering my eyes a little more around pilots," James says. "Perhaps the psychic's prediction subconsciously altered who I found attractive. Who knows?"
Even the daily horoscope can assist in moulding your life. Predictions such as "Today you will face your fear" can cause you to spend the rest of the day worrying about being eaten by a shark.
Perhaps we like tracking our future unpredictable.
It's a bit like the weather forecast. By promising an insight into what the coming weeks and months have in store, astrology gives us the feeling of control, however spurious that impression may be.
Another reason is flattery. Personality profiles tend to be prepared with characteristic such as sensitive, emotional, active, practical, pleasant and so forth - traits most people like.
Some people use horoscopes as a form of flittering out the chance of bad encounters. My friend Danny is guilty of "horoscope-ism". He's prejudiced against all men who are Gemini.
Why? Not only is his astrological chart a bad match with a Gemini, he has had a bad experience with one.
"Ruling out men with vaguely similar personalities as a way of protecting myself. I was hurt by a similar type and I don't want to risk the chance again. So that means 'no' to all Gemini" Danny says.
Despite the appeal of such astrological insight, one misses out on the fun of letting nature take its course. Eliminating certain people based on the alignment of stars is as ridiculous as ruling out a person based on their hair colour.
I have 8 days left before my psychic is officially wrong. But the lack of a tall, dark British man in my life is not devastating. If he doesn't turn up this month, it isn't my fault. Maybe that's the secret to horoscopes and an attraction for the supernatural - if it's out of your hands, no one is to blame but the planets and the stars.
But then who can blame us for having a little fun?
Till then my dear, catch you soon
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