(Beth Hoeckel / For The Instances)
Who — or what — is sort of a Leo? The fifth signal, presiding over the astrological home ruling pleasure, ardour and all issues lovable, is rarely not a welcome presence to these with style. As totally different as every Leo is (and as they insist they’re, by no means appreciating comparisons with one other and at all times requiring a pampering of their endearing delusion-truth that they’re unequivocally one-of-one), all of them carry a flame. As an astrologer, it’s most moral to view the zodiacal constellations with a lovingly dispassionate eye. However as my Uranian dominance lends itself to rule-breaking, I need to confess that Leo is the signal that melts me. Who else may inject an icy, dormant coronary heart with the heat of a thousand suns with one giggle, one embrace, one completely ridiculous and but completely executed dance?
I can’t assist however consider an analogy within the Snow Peak Takibi Solo Transportable Hearth. What might be extra leonine than a private inferno? The transportable fire (also referred to as your sweetest Leo) is theoretically at all times prepared for any journey — it is perhaps a forbidden seashore hearth in Malibu that will or could not get the fireplace division referred to as on you by quasi-well-meaning cliffside residents with means an excessive amount of disposable earnings, and thus time to be nemeses of enjoyable. Maybe it’s an surprising cannonball at a rooftop resort pool occasion that beckons the bouncer to remind your treasured Leo performer to conduct themselves with a bit extra decorum (what’s that?). Possibly it’s a 4 a.m. love confession that just about feels indignant, that’s pained with the agonizing ardour that solely an expansive lion coronary heart may ever conjure. For nobody loves like a Leo, that burning, beating organ that, when aligned and developed, offers simply as a lot and simply as generously to others as they do to themselves.
For nobody loves like a Leo, that burning, beating organ that, when aligned and developed, offers simply as a lot and simply as generously to others as they do to themselves.
In that vein (or flame), who higher than a Leo to show the remainder of us the sacred artwork of loving ourselves, of being so unabashedly oneself that folks, locations, conditions and energies simply can’t assist however bend like flowers towards a welcoming, nourishing noon sunray? The Takibi fire is silver, reflective — an homage to the infectious means a Leo’s self-love mirrors all of the empty areas in everybody round them that might use some compassion. And, as what’s above can also be under, we should acknowledge the plight of a wounded Leo, of the darkly misanthropic nihilism that may, and infrequently does, shroud their coronary heart in a titanium veil of safety. A Leo scorned is as harmful as a forest hearth within the evening, livid at rejection by the very world they bleed out for. How exhausting it should be to bear that burden of pleasure, to be compelled to entertain via the tears. Certainly, when the time comes, the Takibi fire’s contents are extinguished and the chrome steel equipment is packed up till the following flame calls.
And so, it is a love letter devoted to our cherished Leos — we thanks to your service. Could your feline flame burn everlasting, for the world can be so darkish and so chilly with out you.
Goth Shakira is a digital conjurer primarily based in Los Angeles.
