Dear universe, my birthday is coming up, and it makes me take stock. I deeply desire a loving relationship, more true friendships, and more positive reciprocal working relationships. I must admit that on the whole what I have been doing is not manifesting the above. Like a fool I keep wanting to connect with people who don’t want to actually connect with me, who don’t actually want me in their sphere, professional or otherwise, and who keep me at a perpetual distant remove—which is entirely my problem. I should know better than to want more from such situations, and it’s time I got the hint. These people are magnificent, taking exactly the actions they should for their lives, and I have immense, mind-bending gratitude for every aspect of their good, extraordinary gifts, and seismic generosity. But I need to find the ones who really do want to build stuff and have adventures and fun and instigate delightful silliness in this wild world with me. I’m worth it, and I do my best to give it every day. I’ve met a few such friends lately, and they show me what has been missing. Though once again, no one else is to blame here, this is 100% my responsibility. The I Ching says: It is only when we have the courage to face things exactly as they are, without any sort of self-deception or illusion, that a light will develop out of events, by which the path to success may be recognized. To be completely vulnerable with you dear universe, I’m upset about my birthday. It feels like I’m fucking up, and I genuinely don’t know what to do. The only solution I know is to follow what the I Ching says. Nothing changes in my life until I change, so I’m taking some time to work on myself.