Lesson Three: Into the Mystic

Follow One Ridiculous Thing.

Everyone should have one ridiculous thing that they absolutely put their faith in. But this thing is not to look cool. In fact, it is the fundamental opposite of cool. It is not something that is shared with the casual acquaintance (but to the Good People you're doing Bad things with, it's hilarious). It is not something that you would advertise on a T shirt (although you can write it on your good underpants). But it is something that, deep in your heart, you believe with every fiber of your being.

I'm talking pop-psych mystical bullcrap like horoscopes, tea leaves, tarot cards, fortune cookies, past lives, and the like. I fuckin' LOVE this shit. In particular, I read and diligently follow Rob Breszny's Free Will Astrology. As a Virgo, I'm supposed to be super rational and shit. And for the most part, I am. So reading Breszny's horoscopes gives me an outlet. Not to mention that these particular horoscopes are practically invitations to behave with good-hearted mayhem and funky mischief. Be my guest. Read a few of yours from the past few weeks and see how you may have acted differently, had you taken a horoscope to heart and just followed it.

Believing in the ridiculous accomplishes two very important goals: 1) that you can indulge your baser, funkier, slightly airier person by putting aside that more staid, rational person; and 2) that you can take the blame off yourself if things don't work out like you want them to. This, my friends, is amazing rockstar behavior. Indulge the fabulous,  ignore the mundane, and never apologize for a bad time. It's just the way the universe worked itself out, man. Do the same next time and it could be a whole different outcome.

It worked for Led Zeppelin. They're the coolest motherfucking rock band of all time and they wrote songs about Hobbits, for fuck's sake.

With this, my sexies: a challenge. Have your palm read, get some tea leaves, read a horoscope or twelve. Take the best parts of them and internalize it. Allow yourself to be a little bit Jimmy Page and Robert Plant, with a dash of Stevie Nicks and Siouxie Sioux. Be a little mysterious - like all someone needs to do is ask you the right question and you'll divulge the secrets of the universe..if they're worthy, of course.

Go forth, sexies, and report back to me from the other side of the galaxy.