LEO WOMAN AND GEMINI MAN

Every Lioness, quiet naturally, you must admit, has an instinctive desire to

tame the man she loves, to make him her exclusive property. She needs a mate

in whom she can have absolute faith, a man who is clearly stronger than she is,

and yet, who will cherish her without reservation. It's a mighty tall order. Especially

when she sets out to tame a Gemini.

In the Game of Love, as in the Game of Life and Living, this man is what

card players call a kibitzer. He hangs around, with always a few hidden aces up

his sleeve, aware of everyone's hand, confident that he could, if need be, pass off

a busted straight as a royal flush. He knows a lot about everything, but not

quite enough to make a grand slam and end the challenge he finds so intriguing.

It makes more sense to Gemini to be a jack-of-all-trades and master of none.

Once you become expert at any one of them, you see, people have this annoying

habit of expecting you to stay there, doing your thing forever.

Gemini is an Air Sign, driven constantly by the need for change, any kind of

change at all, just so it's change, however minor or major, which leads him on to

the next traveling dice game with interesting stakes. Unlike the other two astrological

gamblers, Leo and Sag, the Twins always want in and out fast, a quick

win or a quick loss, then try again. If you deal yourself in for enough games,

Gemini figures, you eventually overcome poor judgment and bad luck. No longterm

investments in a career, family ties, friendship or romance, for the typical

Gemini male - at least, not while he's young. (Of course, you must realize that

that may be a long time, because Gemini never grows up.) To the typical Mercury-

ruled man, Life is a series of toy dirigibles and fragile bubbles, spent

among mischievous children armed with sharp pins. A man must be agile to

leap over them, to sail his dirigibles and blow his bubbles out of their range, in

the nick of time. And where do the dirigibles, the bubbles, come from? He's

never wondered. He only knows they never stop coming. You have to be

quick - to pick out the good ones and spot the ones to cut the string on before

they fizzle out. The toy dirigibles, that is. As for the bubbles, they're pretty to

watch and fun to create, but he doesn't fool himself into trying to make any of

them last. Dirigibles are different. They're tougher, and one of them might

take him where he's going - if he only knew where that might be.

Take women, for example. Gemini knows - or supposes he does - which

one will fly with him and not slow him down by hanging on his sleeve - and the

ones to back away from because they think any kind of flying is for the birds. (It

is, but that also includes Mercury Birds, like himself.) At first, he'll think the

Lioness belongs in the former category, because she certainly won't hang on his her - and don'ther step, her laugh, her voice . . . to recognize that her vibrationcompletely

tamed until he thinks of her as the most unique woman he ever

There's a definite difference, and a Lioness will comprehend what I mean right

away.

Actually, this woman

of those around anymore. A Leo female can roll in the grass, climb a tree,

change a tire, or any number of traditionally considered unladylike things, but he's the star of theis gradually becoming

her general demeanor will remain as casually gracious and poised as if she were

walking down a red-carpeted aisle to be coronated. (It takes real class for a girl

to keep her tiara on straight when she's jacking up a rear axle.) The regal aura is

ever present. Let someone snicker, deride her, or make the huge mistake of becoming

too familiar when she hasn't extended an invitation to intimacy, and

she'll freeze into such a tower of icy dignity that the offender will shrink into his

socks - or wish to blazes the ground would mercifully open up and swallow him.

Like the typical Capricorn female, the typical Lioness possesses a distinct and

unmistakable air of excellent breeding. Whether it's actual or only illusionary,

it's tangible and visible. The only weakness in the Leo armour of majestic dignity

is the Leonine tendency to be transparently vulnerable to flattery. At any

other time, however, the royal blood runs clearly blue, and the manner is aloof,

proud, Queen-like. The Gemini man who refers to this female as "babe" or

"chick," either by word or implication, will soon learn what the term "lady"

means.

He'll have to become accustomed (which he'll probably do rather pleasantly)

to allowing her to take most - or all - of the bows in public. She'll get most

of the attention, even when she doesn't encourage it. It's that subtle mantle of

royalty that hovers over every Leo ever born. No matter how sweetly she speaks

to him, no matter how adoringly she gazes up at him, as if

show - more heads will turn in her direction than in his, however handsome,

dashing, witty and intelligent he may be. Something about her bearing, her

lazy, confident manner of speaking, the way she carelessly tosses her mane of

hair out of her eyes, suggests a royal charisma.

She means no harm. A true, noble, warm-hearted and in-love Lioness never

deliberately usurps her mate's status (only everyone else's). She can't help it if

the natives are restless and have their eyes fastened on her. Fortunately, a

Gemini man is seldom overly or unduly possessive, so he'll probably see her popularity

as just another factor in her uniqueness. (You see, he

tamed.) He might console himself by remembering that Gemini President

Jack Kennedy wryly introduced himself in France as "the man who

accompanied Jacqueline Bouvier to Paris." Jackie, as you all must know by

now, is a Lioness.

Statistically, the sexual compatibility of these Sun Sign lovers often requires

certain mutual adjustments and compromises. For one thing, nothing

can so chill the warmth of a Lioness as deception or disloyalty from her mate,

and that includes everything from harmless flirting to actual sexual infidelity.

The Gemini man will find her Leonine jealousy and fiery pride of possession

easier to overlook when the shoe is on the other foot, for then he'll be given a

strong idea of what it feels like to be ignored and rejected. He won't like it at all,

yet he won't be quite as outraged as she would be in the same situation. Geminis

take everything somewhat more lightly than most everyone else - certainly

more lightly than an intense Fire Sign like Leo.

However, once she's really tamed him, jealousy may never be a problem on

either side. The problem then becomes one of simple romantic technique. A

well-loved Lioness is an exceptionally affectionate and loving woman. She's capable

of both raging passion and languid sensuality. But a carelessly loved Lioness

is extremely susceptible to the symptoms of frigidity. She's not a female

who would enjoy being ravaged by a gorilla-type lover (King Kong is not her secret

fantasy) - nor is she a woman who would smile indulgently at the clumsiness

of a bashful schoolboy, who drowns her in puppy-like adoration. She expects

a man to make love to her with finesse. A Gemini man is simply saturated

with finesse, charm and delicacy. But his touch may sometimes be so light, his

seductive overtures so airy, she feels he might dematerialize, right in front of her

eyes, before their physical love reaches fulfillment. To satisfy her deeper needs,

which are visibly more fiery than his, he'll have to sweep her off her feet now

and then in a dramatic scene of wild and ecstatic surrender.

If not all that, then he should frequently find a way to let her know he can't

resist the magnetic sexual chemistry between them. To her, physical union is

more than a Mercury mental challenge or an emotional exercise. She still hears

the faint call of the jungle. But she'll unfold tenderly under his imaginative approach

if he occasionally deepens its intensity - and remembers that she needs

to hear how beautiful and desirable she is in order to respond completely. "A

woman is beautiful only when she is loved." Especially a Leo woman.

This man and woman are both extravagant with words - and with money.

They share exquisite taste, they both adore dressing up, they're equally fond of

travel, literature and the arts. They're also both equally adept at getting their

own way - she through the lovable quality of expecting it as her right - he,

through his irresistible blarney. A Leo girl can tame the Gemini man more easily

if she remembers the rules for taming any restless, active, yet curious bird. It

requires much patience, and you start by smiling at him with your eyes, at a distance

. . . taking care not to move too quickly, for that would frighten him away.

In the beginning, silent communion is best, because words, particularly between

these two Sun Signs, often contain the seeds of misunderstanding. Then if she

moves a little nearer to him every day and never causes him to feel his freedom

is threatened . . .

A Gemini man needs to be reminded that there are some things in his

changing, Mercurial existence that are very special - and unique - in all the

worlds he longs to roam. That's why he'll be happier after he's been tamed by

the proud Lioness, if only because of the new beauty of amber he'll never be able

to look upon without remembering the tawny flecks in her eyes.will know.is unique. She's a born "lady," and there aren't many

sleeve. She has other ways of slowing him down, more subtle.

This is, as the reader may know by now, one of those fated 3-11 Sun Sign

Pattern relationships, planned by their Higher Selves long ago. Whether it ends

in love or friendship, it is nevertheless pregnant with karmic obligations, often

marked for a strange destiny, and always urging each partner on toward either

unusual sacrifice or uncommon devotion - or both. Whether the 3-11 vibration

(some, of course, involve business or ties with blood relatives) leads to a lasting

love or a platonic association depends on many things, among them, the mutual

aspects between their natal Suns, Moon Signs and Ascendents - and other

planetary exchanges between their birth charts.

If the Leo girl has permanence in mind, she'll first have to tame him. It

won't be like taming any of the other male animals in the astrological zoo. It's

trickier. A Gemini man is more slippery and elusive. Besides, remember that

there are two of him. The escape hatches of the Twins are covered with such

charm of speech and gesture that this man can be gone while a girl is still swooning

over the wisp of beauty he draped over her, like a delicate cobweb, to camouflage

his departure and make it easier for her to bear. (He does have a kind

heart.) But the Lioness has a head start on this sort of Mercury chicanery, because

a Leo woman doesn't swoon over men. Men swoon over

you forget it.

A more difficult obstacle than seeing through his cobwebs of charm, which

she'll have to hurdle in taming him, is that to a Gemini man all females are

alike - threats to his freedom, suspicious of his unpredictable behavior, always

demanding that he love them exactly the same today as he did yesterday. How

can that possibly be, when his emotions contain so many depths and breadths?

Sooner or later, a woman will begin to nag you about not having a concrete goal,

and who wants to pursue cement? Since the Gemini man is bored by most females,

because they all seem the same to him, the Leo girl will have to convince

him that she's not like all the others. She'll have to train him, and tame

him . . . to listen for

is individual, making music only for him, that her aura is different from the

aura of any other woman in the world. Maybe she can even train him to notice

that the golden, tawny flecks in her eyes are exactly like those in a fine piece of

amber, so that everytime he sees an amber ring or bracelet on his travels he'll remember

. . .

Then amber will always be beautiful to him, because it will bring thoughts

of her warm smile, her proud spirit, the glow in her eyes . . . and tug on his heart

to return. Not just to her smile and spirit and eyes but to all the other parts of

her he misses. Like, there's her bright mind - the way she hikes over the hills

beside him with her graceful, Lioness stride, without getting tired - the way she

sits tall in the saddle when she rides - jackknifes into the water, swoops down

the slopes on her skis, swings a tennis racquet, or smacks a golf ball. Leo women

usually excel at one or two outdoor sports, not counting indoor sports, like acting,

dancing, romancing, and so forth - and, like Cancerian Moon Maidens,

many of them are amateur or professional photographers.

She'll have to seed all these memories in his mind and convince him that

she's unique. It's all part of the Gemini taming process. A girl who loves this

man must keep up with both his mind and his body, not to mention his two separate

personalities and his multiple moods. Eventually, he'll begin to think of

her as the most unique woman he's ever known. But he won't be

GEMINI WOMAN AND LEO MAN

A Leo man will often deny his superiority complex and try to hide his exaggerated

need for respect, but he can't fool the bright Mercury female who loves him.

A Gemini woman I know once swore to a group of friends gathered in their living

room that her Leo husband had none of the characteristics of his Sun Sign.

"Philip is neither vain nor domineering," she insisted. "He's an unassuming

person, who doesn't feel superior to anyone."

Modest Philip agreed. "I have no desire to lord it over people," he murmured

quietly, "I'm just an average guy." To which his Gemini wife added

quickly, "He's more than just an average guy. He's super special. What I meant

to say is that he's not at all bossy, and he's certainly not an egotistical show-off."

It fooled everyone in the room. This kind, gentle host, with the courteous

manner, was obviously not a roaring Lion. He lounged unobtrusively in the corner,

exuding a soft, warm glow and making no attempt at all to command the

conversation. Of course, I could have enlightened their guests. But my Gemini

friend had cleverly stroked her big Lion into purring so contentedly by that

time, I didn't have the heart to break up her little Mercury game.

What do you think this shy Pussycat does all day when he's not languidly

relaxing at home, accepting his mate's compliments with a self-effacing air?

He's in a tricky, special branch of law - foreign oil leases. He spends a

very

large income, which he earns from spending his

very valuable time telling very

large industries what they may and may not do. When you're handing out advice

to billionaires and giving companies like Exxon and Standard Oil an occa

sional tweak on the nose, you don't need any extra outlets for the Leonine ego.

A Lion who is on stage at work, exercising his vanity and passing out his

wisdom, can afford to be a little meek socially. Especially when he has a Gemini

wife, who knows exactly how to butter him up, by singing his praises so charmingly,

there's no need for him to indulge in vulgar bragging about himself.him?

The poor girl just doesn't realize what she's risking. All the females he

loved and left, before her, were simply devastated by grief - as he's told her

many times. She'd just better mind her p's and q's or (speaking of the alphabet)

Leo will dig out his well-thumbed, fat little black book and ring up a few numbers

between "A" for Amy and "Z" for Zelda. Yes, most of his old paramours

are married now, though a couple of them joined the convent. But Leo is quite

positive that any one of his discarded slaves (including the nuns) would jump -

snap! - like that! - if she thought there was the slightest chance of being recalled

into the service of His Majesty.

Because Leo is more Fixed, and therefore more practical than the Mutable

Gemini, her erratic behavior could spark some angry sputters from the Lion.

She may forget his dinner in her excitement over a new book she's reading, chatter

on the phone when he needs an audience, change her mind about going to

the theatre after he's already reserved the seats, forget where she parked the car,

lose her keys or flood the engine.

(He really wouldn't.) It's aggravating, but Leo is, in truth, enormously capable,

a real man's man who handles emergencies with effortless grace, a royal shrug,

and the unspoken question, "Doesn't everybody?"

Although the Gemini girl will be delighted with his strength of purpose, his

loyalty, intelligence and integrity, she might turn moody and restless on the

Lion and distract him when he's trying to work, study, or simply relax. She

could also make him feel inferior by begging him to take her on an expensive

holiday when he's temporarily too broke to afford it but much too proud to admit

it.

He'll roar at all these things but will probably forgive her the minute she

flashes her Gemini blarney and pulls off a quick change from the nighty, reckless,

bitter Twin to the sensible, womanly, devoted Twin. As for her outside interests,

he won't mind if she has a career, studies ballet, takes up jogging, collects

mummies, or chases butterflies - as long as none of her jobs or hobbies

takes priority over him. But a Gemini girl should never tease her proud Leo

man by pointing out to him that the big male Nature cats in the wild jungle permit

their mates to do the hunting while they snooze in the sun - or she may be

called home from the hunt and permanently retired to the pride.

Besides, that's true of lion-lions, not human Lions. As a Leo, he also has a

royal birthright. Would a King allow his Queen to worry about Affairs of State

and tangle with the Treasury, back at the castle, while he's out riding with the

hounds or getting fitted for a new crown?

Well, yes, he probably would - if she's properly humble about it. After all,

she ought to have some worthwhile purpose in life, like seeing that he's happy

and contented. Still, a woman who is the King's favorite certainly has her rewards.

A Lion is full of fun, generous with his time and money, strong and

brave, even gentle, when his ego is stroked softly in the right direction. Last,

but surely not least, he's a wonderful lover. Her Gemini talent for imagery will

bring excitement to their physical relationship, and if she continues to evoke in

him the sensation that he's a sexual conqueror, he'll remain a satisfied and monogamous

monarch.

It's possible for a Leo man to fulfill all his romantic promise under the light,

nonpossessive touch of a Gemini woman, whose airy approach to sex will fan his

more fiery desires, at least in the beginning. However, he may gradually begin

to feel something is missing. While he's making love to one Twin, the other is

coolly observing the scene. A Leo man can be thrown into a trauma by such partial

involvement.

To a warm-hearted Lion, sex is synonymous with both affection and passion.

There's something vaguely aloof about Gemini love. He can seduce her

emotionally and physically, but her mind refuses to be fully committed to sensual

abandon. The inability to conquer completely can destroy a Leo's necessary

self-image of virility. Then she'll complain that he lacks interest in lovemaking,

when the truth is that her cool detachment and dual behavior has caused him to

develop a fear of a possible lovemaking inadequacy, which he's extremely reluctant

to expose, because nothing pains a Leo male more than even the suspicion

that he may not be the perfect lover. She should remember that this man is a

sexual idealist and employ her Mercurial imagination to invent new ways of appeasing

his hunger for romance and sentiment as background music for their

physical intimacy, instead of using it to fly off on a cloud by herself, when he

most needs to know she's close beside him, resting against his heart.

Since Gemini is a natural linguist, she should be capable of translating her

Lion's arrogant and regal commands into the language of passion and need.

"You talk too much. Why don't you be still once in a while?" means his vanity

has been bruised, because she's upstaged him again, with her twin talents of

quickness and cleverness.

"Forget about dinner. I'm going out somewhere and eat alone" means he's been love!

ignored once too often, while she's been chasing interesting ideas and people all

day, and his pride needs to be pampered.

"Cancel that party we've been invited to Saturday night. Tell them we can't

come. Make some excuse. We're staying home" means he'd rather be alone

with the two of her over the weekend than get dressed up and soak up the admiration

of a crowd. And lady, for a Leo - that's

Some women know when they're lucky.He would never be guilty of such carelessness.

Gemini and Leo vibrate to a 3-11 Sun Sign Pattern, so there's often sacrifice

required in the relationship, some great benefit gained, due to the karmic tie

between them - memories of past lives. Like all such 3-11 vibrations, the association

is usually a fated one, an involvement difficult to resist, in family or

business ties, as well as in friendship and romance. The Leo man feels compelled

to teach the Gemini girl things which may truly change her life even more

than he feels compelled to instruct others, and that's saying a lot. She can expect

more than the ordinary number of Leonine lectures, as this man continually

points out her flaws and tells her what she's doing or thinking wrong, from

her diet and clothing to her political views and religious concepts. But the same

soul memory which prompts Leo to lecture Gemini also brings an unconscious

sense of gratitude for former favors received and causes the Lion to also want to

protect the Gemini girl. He instinctively sympathizes with her shortcomings,

even as he tries to correct them.

Likewise, the Gemini woman is defensive of her Lion. She wants to shield

him from the hurt caused by others when they wound his great vanity unintentionally.

Something inside her perceptive heart tells her the right thing to say

and do, at the right time, to bring out all his warm tenderness and generosity.

She looks up to him as a safe, loving haven from a world of skeptics, who don't

understand her. Naturally, this flatters the Big Cat's masculine pride, which he

possesses in greater abundance than the average male, and makes him cherish

her all the more. It can slowly slither into a mutual-admiration society.

However, their basic compatibility won't prevent spells of rebellion on both

sides. Her airy nonchalance can fire the Leo temper, which is slow to ignite, but

difficult to extinguish, once it's aroused and flaming. Then she may use the

quarrel to practice her syntax and sarcasm, which will cut sharply into his Leonine

ego. If her multiple Mercury fascinations and outside interests should distract

her from daily worship of the Lion, he'll wonder what any other Monarch

wonders when his subjects are too busy to line up at the curb and cheer him as

he passes - maybe they're no longer loyal to their King? Maybe she's found

someone she admires more than

CANCER WOMAN AND GEMINI MAN

Normally, a Gemini man is able to analyze people quickly, with a swift, sure insight.

Normally, a Moon Maiden is acutely perceptive of human nature. Together

(along with Aquarius and Pisces) they make a great sleuthing team, and

it's no accident that almost all Geminis and Cancerians enjoy detective stories.

(Scorpios do too, though they lean more toward murder mysteries and ghost

tales.)

Yet, for all his cleverness and mental agility, and for all her talent at worming

secrets out of people, the one puzzle Gemini and Cancer can't seem to solve

is each other. There's always a piece missing. Ask a Gemini man what disturbs

him most about the Cancerian girl he loves, and he'll tell you:

"I never know what she's

thinking."

Ask a Cancerian girl what troubles her most about the Gemini man she loves,

and she'll say:

"I don't know what

he-wants."

That's the way it is with these two lovers when they meet, and that's the

way it will be when they part, in friendship or in anger - through any kind of

earthly separation - and that's the way it will always be, if they remain together.

Her secretive manner, her way of clamming up and refusing to talk when

she's hurt, will drive a Gemini man wild, which is not a natural state for the casual

Twins. From time to time she'll tell him what's on her mind, but just as

frequently, she'll snap her Crab shell on his questions, leaving him frustrated

and feeling totally helpless to bring her out of a mood he has no idea how she

managed to get into. It will do no good to poke at her with accusations and sarcasm.

She'll remain inside herself until she's good and ready to come back

out - and then she'll claim she's forgotten what it was that made her blue and

cranky. She hasn't, really. She just feels safer when she retains her secrets.

Sometimes a girl Crab will weep, and pour out her apprehensions, but even then

he won't get to the real, rock-bottom reason for the anguish. There are no whys

and wherefores. Gemini isn't content until he untangles every snarl and sees he doesn't know, and even if heAnything is always a possibility, and she wants to beusefulness of any close relationship that matters to her.

into every motive, and so her cryptic behavior leaves him with a continued feeling

of vague uneasiness. How can he solve this mystery of her moods if she

keeps the clues locked up in her attic, hidden inside her trunks of jokes and

tucked behind the corners of her silent fears? Perhaps it's because he can't

solve it that he often returns, again and again, to try. But he may never know

what she's really thinking between her sobs, her giggles and her serenity - just

the bits and pieces he picks up when she lets him sneak into her heart's attic to

help her look for an old memory she's misplaced, from long ago, in her childhood.

As for her, she would give him the Moon if she could. A Cancerian girl in

love desires only to cherish, to protect and lavish affection on her man (though

his portions of her devotion may be abruptly cut in half when their children

crawl into her heart). She'll stuff him with food, wash him with sympathy, and

distract him with her wacky Lunar humor. But how can she cook up a complete

dream that will sastisfy all his hunger when he keeps changing the recipe for his

happiness? The elusive way he switches the subject, just when she thinks she's

caught what it is he's longing for, drives her into tears and tantrums. She may

never discover what he really wants, because

did, he'd share it only with his Twin Self.

It's not that he doesn't trust her. But only his Twin can decipher the complications

of his Mercurial dreams and translate them into one single goal. Since

a Moon Maiden is so reflective, so emotionally absorbent, she'll soak up some of

his strategy, just from being around him. She'll know everything about his mental

tricks - except how to perform them. That's because these two are set at

different speeds. Hers reads: slow and cautious - despite her outward show of

busy motion. His reads: fast and reckless - never mind if he's one of those

Geminis who appears cool and calm on the surface. His mind is jet-fueled and

ever ready for instant takeoff.

This is a 2-12 Sun Sign Pattern, with Gemini the sign behind Cancer and

Cancer the sign immediately ahead of Gemini. So, she'll secretly understand his

restive nature, from an unconscious soul memory of what it was like to be careless

and casual and free of strong emotional ties. In fact, the memory may haunt

her to the point of turning her to its opposite - a desperate clinging to security,

preferably emotional, and if it's lacking - financial. Gemini will half consciously

realize she can teach him an approach to life he's never experienced, and since

he's such a quick study, he'll grow in wisdom around her in many ways. But not

without a few growing pains.

The typical Gemini man keeps nothing for which he has no further need,

from torn ticket stubs and dull razor blades to human relationships which have

outlived their usefulness. He can't understand her need to hang on to things.

You'd think she had lived through the horrors of some great famine, the way she

saves soup coupons and stocks up on canned food that would feed her whole

family for months if we were ever under siege by Space people.

What he doesn't understand is that, with a Cancer girl, an interplanetary

war is always a possibility.

prepared for it. The crinkled money she keeps under the box springs eases her

fear of a leaky roof on a future rainy day. But the old ball gowns she packed

away in mothballs are back in style, and if she cuts off the tops, she'll have a new

wardrobe of evening skirts without spending any of those crinkled bills. Neither

is she as hasty as he is to throw away old friendships or ties.

Gemini's more casual attitude toward human relationships puzzles the Cancerian

girl. It's not the

It's the familiarity, the comfortable feeling it gives her of the past - yesterday,

when the world was young and gay and safe and secure. She feels similarly

about the deeper relationship called love. A Lunar girl's love has no foundationwear out,needed again. The fictional image of the sentimentalsure. Their most ideal sexual

place she lives to seem like a garden, filled with the fragrant flowers of tradition.

And this is the very thing Gemini needs - to be able to wander, yet never leave

home. Gradually, she'll tenderly implant herself inside his own longings, until

finally . . . . anywhere he hears her lovely Lunar laughter becomes home.

The Gemini man may linger past the sunset in the sky until the Moon

comes up. If he stays a little longer, he might unveil the mystery of his Cancerian

woman. And wouldn't it be funny if her secret turned out to be that - in a

changing world of changing truth, fleetingly glimpsed, then hidden by clouds of

passing time - each soul must find its other half, to know - to see - to

be?The very same Twin secret as his own.
 

in reason or logic. She's helpless to destroy it. Other loves can be wished away,

willed away, angered away - talked out, or thrown out. Hers has to

and it can take many years. Even then, she'll sew a patch on the worn spots and

try to somehow make it do. It's one of the most valuable lessons her heart can

teach his mind.

You may know a Cancerian girl who is fickle and promiscuous, but don't

you believe her. It's a pose. Somewhere under her tough crab shell is an old,

faded love, tenderly darned and folded with care, that she's wistfully hoping will

come back into style . . . be

prostitute with the heart of gold, who "babies" or "mothers" her gentlemen

callers, is a picture of a haunted Moon Maid, still waiting, in her fashion, for

"him" to return.

To the Gemini who is on a romantic holiday, it's always time to move on,

and lugging the memory of old loves slows a man down. He seldom packs any

torches in his suitcase. He travels light. He doesn't belong to anyplace or to any

person. Not even to his relatives. He knows they love him, but still he feels,

somehow, apart - not only from them, from the world - until he finds a woman

who knows how to hang on to his heart. Hanging on is a Cancerian talent, but

her Crab-like possessiveness will turn him off - and away - unless she disguises

it as tender tolerance and makes it stretch to give him room to wander.

Then it will lure him and warm him when he's cold and lonely. If she learns to

let go, and to let love be the only tie that binds them, she'll discover that, with

this man - free can mean faithful.

In their sexual relationship, pure physical sensation will be less emphasized

than the passions of the mind and a kind of emotional eroticism. Her affectionate

tenderness and vivid imagination are a good balance for his delicate touch

and his sensitive sexual nature. When they're expressing their love on a physical

level, they may even find that missing piece to be the puzzle of each other

they're always looking for, and become whole . . . for brief moments. Because

she needs constant, tangible proof that she's really needed, not just routinely

desired, his airy embraces could sometimes cause her to wish he would hold her

more closely - and longer - just so she can be

fulfillment together may frequently be experienced during the Full Moon, when

she seems to possess a strange, magnetic power to gently reach into the secret

corners of his Twin heart and draw him away from his dreams back into the intimate

mystery of their union . . . the deepest dream of all.

He'll become impatient with her ingrained economical streak if she tries to

transfer her financial fears to him. Then she'll ask, "Do you know how it feels to

be poor? It's a nightmare. You'll find out what it's like if you keep throwing

away your money and never saving it. Didn't anyone ever tell you that waste

makes want?" But Gemini will simply shrug and reply, like archetype Geminian

Mike Todd - "I wouldn't know about that. I've been broke, but I've never

been poor. Being broke is temporary. Being poor is a state of mind."

A Moon Maiden will understand this man better if she realizes that, however

he may apppear to the world, to himself he's eternally a young boy, who, in

some magical way, has managed to pilot a plane high in the sky. He diverts himself

now and then with sudden dives and spins, fascinated by finding a prettier

cloud, discovering a more beautiful sunrise or sunset... all the while excitedly

aware that the great Universe and its glittering galaxies lay enticingly unexplored

before him . . . beckoning. If she truly loves him for keeps, she'll cheerfully

be ready to pack up and move on when his free spirit grows restless, turning

each new rest stop, however temporary, into a warm and welcoming, gracious

haven, as only a Cancerian woman can. Somehow this lady can cause each new

GEMINI WOMAN AND CANCER MAN

A Cancerian man lives in his sensations, emotions, and imagination. He loves

history and likes to read about the glory of bygone ages, from the Byzantine,

through the Medieval and the Renaissance. But he's rather romantic about the

past (his own and that of other historical characters), and he doesn't like to be

reminded that the Knights of the Round Table may have possessed some flaws,

that the horses they rode had burrs in their tails - they wore sweaty shirts under

their chain mail (the knights, not the horses), ate with their fingers, and may

have occasionally slept with comely wenches on dirty straw.

In the Crab's sentimental mind, a knight has impeccable table manners,

and he rides a snow-white steed, with a fluffy, carefully brushed tail. He returns

from his great crusades unsoiled and unperspiring, to claim the scented hanky

of his lady fair. Now there's nothing wrong with a Crab treating a Gemini girl to

his sense of chivalry. But

fact that many a knight of olden days, after tucking that scented hanky under

his shining armour, reached into his visor for the key he carried to the iron chastity

belt of his modest lady fair - and sometimes pulled out the wrong key.

That is to say, the Crab, like the real or legendary knight, has more intimate

things planned than pocketing a hanky, no matter how slow and courteous his

initial approach may be.

A Gemini girl could get emotionally carried away by the romantic scene his

gallantry conjures up in her own imaginative mind. With her predilection for

daydreaming, she can easily envision herself wading impatiently across the

moat, then running through the clover to meet him, her long, golden hair (or raven-

black tresses) flying behind her. Then she gracefully curtsies before her

Cancerian knight, sitting up there on his snorting stallion. It's almost real. She

blushes, then timidly hands him her perfumed

the Crab may have grabbed her dainty hand with his firm grip, and isn't about

to let go.

When Cancerian possessiveness crosses swords with the Gemini insistence

on freedom, the clash can cut into their dreams cruelly. After the Cancer man

discovers this girl is really two women - one content to nestle happily beside

him in the tower room of the castle - the other determined to roam around on

the slopes, playing with the antelope, chasing the hounds or whatever - he may

pout. He may snap at her. Or he may retreat into crabby seclusion in the dark,

damp dungeon, waiting for her to trip down the stone steps and entice him out

again. If there's something else on her mind, he'll have a long wait down there.

Gemini girls have been known to forget mundane responsibilities like lovers

locked in dungeons when they've been caught up in a fitful flight of fancy or a

mental whim. Not that she doesn't have an excellent memory, but other interests

take priority, sometimes even over love, until she gets lonely. Then she'll

trail back, looking for forgiveness and comfort. So their story could have a happy

ending after all, since a Cancerian man is about as comforting as they make

the male animal. No one can be more tender, gentle and understanding to a lost he has enough emotional security, he won't need as much financialAs for the material possessions the Crab likes to accumulate, Geminimore reminiscent of the coziness of his childhood.

and mixed-up Gemini girl than a Crab. Not even a sweet, gruff, protective Bull.

If they have a harmonious Luminary aspect between their birth charts, we can

leave them there on the stone steps, as the sun sinks slowly in the West, astrologically

confident of their continued bliss - knowing she'll always wander and

he'll always pout - but she'll always return, and he'll always pet and forgive her.

If the Sun-Moon aspect between their horoscopes is not harmonious, we

can't desert them quite yet. They'll need some help, to keep from falling into

the moat and drowning - or disappearing over the hills, in different directions,

on different horses.

They can find their share of happy together, but it will take patience on her

part and some adaptability on his. It won't be easy, since her ruling planet,

Mercury, doesn't send out patient vibes. And his ruling Luminary, the Moon,

changes too frequently to count on any one phase remaining for long. He'll pass

through a mood of reckless abandon to match hers, then return to his hard shell

before she's even had a chance to enjoy it. It takes practice and devotion on

both sides. Although the shifting moods they have in common may not be their

only problem, they'll form the basis for all the others. When you take a Gemini

girl and a Cancerian man, each subject to sudden switches of disposition, and

throw them into close contact, no one quite knows whose fault anything is at any

particular time.

Here he is, all jolly and full of fun and chuckles, but she has just changed

into a somber, contemplative period. So she makes a loving effort to match his

hilarity. However, by the time she's reversed gears into a high, he's already

turned off the funnies. Now he's obeying the call of the three-quarter Moon,

pulling on him magnetically to be quiet and reclusive. So he makes an equally

loving attempt to match her new amusement. Except that, by the time he has

synchronized himself to the Full Moon, and turned into a laughing Looney Bird,

Mercury has tormented her into a mental knot of sarcasm and cutting criticism

of his jokes. This deeply wounds the Crab's feelings. So she makes another loving

effort to . . . well, it could go on and on - all the way to a mutual nervous

breakdown. They'll have to blow the whistle, stop, and take stock of their mood

schedules. There are several solutions.

They can both return to the starting line (say, on a day when their planets

are working in rhythm) and try to match their changing moods to each other's.

That's one way. Laugh together, cry together, mope together, hope together -

and cope together. If they can't swing that, because their stars are coming in on

different wave-lengths, they can at least stop fighting their crossed purposes

and make this promise to themselves: If he's high while she's low - he'll cheer

her up instead of letting her pull him down; if she's calm while he's stormy -

she'll soothe his worries instead of snubbing him and driving him deeper into his

shell. When Gemini is happy, why should she let the Crab's crankiness turn her

off? He needs sympathy, not cold rejection. When Cancer is placid, why

should he let her jumpiness annoy him into retreating? She needs petting, not

pouting. If they keep that promise, they can gradually train their moods to slide

into the same grooves, although they'll still have some periodic impasses.

Since this is a 2-12 Sun Sign Pattern, the Cancer half of the team will usually

be tolerant of the twin Gemini faults of restlessness and detachment - and

the Gemini half will probably try to imitate the Crab's virtues of patience and

sensitivity, sensing that she needs to learn them. One lesson she may shy away

from learning from him, however, is how to be more cautious with cash. Unless

she has a more conservative Moon Sign or Ascendent, she may think he's a tight

combination of Scrooge and Shylock. Most Geminis scatter money like birdseed.

Most Cancerians hoard it like Midas. Somewhere in between there's a

middle road to financial agreement. But it won't be found at the extreme ends

of his stinginess or her capriciousness with cash. The Crab's tendency to hang on

to money is motivated by his fear of being hungry someday and his need for security.

The more his hunger for affection is satisfied, the less fear he'll have of

starving. If

security.

may fear they'll tie her down. Her tendency to get rid of money is motivated by

the feeling that she'll find more excitement in spending it than in saving it.

When she has sufficient emotional freedom and mental challenge, she won't be

compelled to buy these basic Mercury needs with cash, so she'll be less extravagant.

Gemini is gregarious and must be either mentally or physically active,

preferably both. She likes to eat out a lot, for a double reason: she's not overly

fond of cooking - and she needs a frequent change of scene. The Crab may prefer

to eat at home, because it's reminiscent of the coziness of his childhood - or

eat at his mother's, which is even

That can put a few kinks in the Cancer-Gemini relationship, unless the

partners iron them out by drawing certain lines clearly at the beginning.

Since both of them live in a world of fantasy and dreams, their sexual rapport

can be stimulating for her and fulfilling for him. He supplies the sensual

sensitivity and the affection - she supplies the imagination and the variety. A

Gemini girl is one for having sudden ideas. She may have some changeable

ideas about passion. But the Crab is perceptive enough to match his own desires

to hers, and he'll probably have a few romantic notions of his own, off the

beaten path of boredom. Their lovemaking will seldom be repetitious. It will

vary with the Moon's waxing and waning, as they respond to the ebbing and

flooding tides of their emotions. She'll notice something warm and protective

about the way he approaches their sexual union, and her "lost child" heart will

be solaced when his arms are around her. He'll notice there's always something

indefinably delicate and gentle about the way she seeks his affection.

Often, a Cancerian man respects the Gemini lady he loves so much he can't

seem to abandon himself to total passion with her, as if he believed her so fragile,

he might be harming a flower. But she isn't as fragile as he thinks, never

mind her delicate, gentle manner, and her airy, light touch. She needs, seeks

and wants . . . to be treated as an adult woman, not as a charming child. When

she's near him, in the dark, she'll cling to him, and her fears will melt away.

Many Gemini girls dislike sleeping in total darkness - but with this man, she

may be willing to try.

Many Cancerian men equally dislike sleeping without a night light. But

with her close beside him, he'll find darkness a friend. The nightmares that

haunt him so frequently will seem far away when he can feel her head on his

shoulder. Her restless head . . . but she'll be calmer, quieter, more at peace with

him, herself and the world . . . after they've experienced physical Oneness together.

Visibly so. Sometimes, for days and days. Until her Twin calls to her

again, and she gets that distant look. That's when he needs to grab her, before

she floats away.

The male Crab, with his shy smile, enjoys parties and people, music and

dancing, though he may be reluctant to admit it. This is just the woman to coax

and wheedle and tempt him out of his reclusive hermit act into the bright lights.

She may talk him into going dancing, hiking, horseback riding, sailing . . . crosscountry

skiing, or touring Europe with her, visiting ancient ruins, trying to recall

when they perhaps once lived in a bygone civilization . . . and maybe drank a

toast to each other from this very c u p . . . . did she wear the necklace behind

glass in the British Museum when they fiercely loved in Egypt?knows he's still there. She knows his love is"Come home." He's been seeking a pair of eyes"Let's run through the stars!"

And so, each sees the unspoken wish reflected in the other's eyes, from the

very first time they look at each other, across a crowded street... or room

. . . and their gaze locks tightly, unexpectedly. For years and years afterwards,

they'll tell each other about that night and remember together the sudden tears

they both felt, inexplicably, when their eyes first met... and they didn't even

know each other's names. But that didn't matter. Silently, through a half-forgotten

strain of music, they called out to one another by the secret names their

hearts knew.

Once they've declared their love, she may shower him with a silvery stream

of gifts, and at first his cautious nature will be aghast at such impulsive extravagance.

Yet, when she's not looking, his eyes will fill with Lunar tears of pure delight,

to be so loved and cherished. He'll timidly, yet proudly, display her gifts

to friends. It proves, you see, that he is loved, and with her instant, flashing intuition,

she senses this about him. She longs to make up to him for all the times

he was disappointed as a child on Christmas morning. How does she know? He

never told her. She knows. Because she loves him. Love is funny like that.

After a while, she just may perform a magical transformation in the Cancerian

man's nature. Then he'll relax . . . and wrap some bright blue and silver or lavender

and sunny-yellow ribbons around some special surprises for her, too.

When a Crab is snugly loved, the reciprocal affection is boundless, bottomless,

returning a thousandfold - and he'll cry, unashamedly, from sheer happiness.

He'll always treat her like a lady. She'll be thrilled at such lovely make-believe

of a gentler time and usually behave accordingly. To her, he is a gentleman,

a gallant gentleman, who touches her with occasional glimpses of the little

boy within. Then

outer shell of impassiveness. For he is a poet, and she's the very first one who

ever guessed it. Geminis are great at guessing, and they always win the jar of jelly

beans.

A Gemini girl-woman is a realist, despite her changing masks... first

whimsical, then cynical, always fascinating to the Cancerian man, whose own facial

expressions she loves to watch herself, as they reflect the various colors and

tones of his Lunar emotions . . . joy or sadness, tranquility or worry.

Whatever the feminine Mercury Bird's chronological age may be, she's ever

youthful and yearning, thoughtful and tender . . . her skin and eyes as crystal

clear as a child's . . . filled with misty dreams, yet driven relentlessly by logic.

Some of her dreams she carelessly loses along the way, others she forgets, in the

sparkle of some new excitement. The deep, sacred ones, she keeps locked up inside

herself. A persistent Cancerian man can coax her to share them with him, if

he moves quickly, before she spins out of his reach. But it may take him some

time to be certain - and Crabs can wait too long. She'll be chattering and

charming him one day, then suddenly notice how quiet he's become.

"What's the matter, darling? Did I say something wrong?" she'll ask, vaguely

troubled.

"No. It's just t h a t . . . I think I might love you. But I'm not sure."

She won't understand what he means. To Gemini, you can't be sure of anything

in this life, especially love. Not until you reach the very end of the trail.

There's little enough time before that moment comes. Why waste any of it?she cries, because he is so vulnerable to hurt, despite his hard,

The Gemini girl can talk the Crab into most anything, but her easiest persuasion

will be to seduce him into traveling. Places like ancient ruins and old

museums secretly magnetize this man. He lives in yesterday, and to revisit it

with her is perhaps the deepest dream of all, from which he'll hope he never

wakens. With her, he may not. Gemini lives on the wind, where dreams are reality

. . . where reality itself is a dream. He'll probably learn that, wherever they

go together. Nearly always, she'll be streaking ahead of him, her hair flying in

the breeze, not even looking back over her shoulder to see if he's still there. She

doesn't need to look back. She

steady, he is devotion unwavering, and that's what she's been seeking all her

life - a pair of eyes that say

that say

she should be aware, even if he's not, of the historicallook out! By this time,

GEMINI WOMAN AND GEMINI MAN

This man and woman - although it would be more fitting to call them boy and

girl, whatever their illusionary chronological age - are sometimes drawn together

for no more reason than that it's fun to have someone to cross the street with

you at the corners. Then you can, if that person is a Gemini, trade fast bets with

each other about whether you can make it on GO before the traffic sign switches

to STOP. Like when the light at an intersection is green, and you don't know

how fast it's going to turn to red. It's exciting. Dangerous, but exciting.

Sure, it sounds dippy, but switching from street corners to living rooms, offices

or classrooms, it's a fair example of the sort of mental checkers and chess

games Geminis play with themselves and with each other. When you're alone a

lot, you can think up bushels of crazy ideas. Geminis don't seem to be lonely,

but they are. It's a lonely thing to wonder and wander, mixing with frightened,

preachy people, to whom the only important game is the one you win by simply

surviving. Especially when you know there are so many more important things

to be fascinated by than merely staying alive. In fact, many Geminis wholeheartedly

agree with Mercury-ruled Peter Pan that "to die, would be an awfully

big adventure," perhaps the greatest adventure of all.!

If you're a Gemini, your entire life is spent searching and learning, so why

should death be any different? Like the elusive something you've been trying

to pin down, express or define since you were five years old or so. True, Geminis

seldom reveal their inner loneliness. But I wouldn't be surprised if that's not

because they're barely aware of it. A person can get good at being lonely, with

enough practice. It's like riding a bicycle. It requires concentration in the beginning,

but after a time, you don't even notice your own balance or pedaling -

you're just aware of the motion and the wind blowing your hair.

Because all typical Geminis are naturally glib, bright conversationalists,

when two of them first meet, both may talk a lot, and it seems like they're not

thinking of one another seriously. Yet, behind all the chatter, they are - more

seriously than either will admit to the other. The dialogue between them will

normally flash with wit and sparkle with imagination. It gives each of them

time to study the other, when all those little ribbons of speech are rippling all

over and around them. But they never say

each other, these two, not even years later when they've been in love long

enough to know they can trust one another. There's always something held

back.

"It's funny," she may think privately, "when you love someone so much,

and you've been so intimate, that you have to hold back and remember there are

things not to tell him, things you really can't share all the way." Well, when

there's all that that he doesn't know about her, it's only right there are things he

won't tell too. Do you imagine that, when Geminis chatter, everything they feel

is spilling out in a cascade of words? Oh, no. If you think that, you don't understand

this man and this woman - this boy and this girl.

A Mercury-ruled female, in love with a Geminian Twin male, should maybe

know about something showman Mike Todd once said. Todd, the most prolific

talker on record - anytime, anywhere, under any condition - was being inter

is

the real story behind the pitch, isn't it?"

Mike just smiled the three-cornered Gemini smile and answered, "Listen,

buddy, when I stop talking, we all stop eating."

It was true, of course. Without the Gemini talent for expressing ideas in

vivid verbal images, people would be exposed to a lot less magic in this drearygrey

world, a lot less money would change hands, and fewer dreams would be

dreamed - or come true. But the important thing for the Gemini girl to remember

is that Mike avoided answering the reporter's

typical mental adroitness of Mercury.

Since no one can say for certain exactly when Mike Todd was born, I've

been asked why I call him a Gemini (although any girl in love with a Twin would

know why). He gave approximately five different "official" dates to the press

and disagreed strongly with his family about several others, all ranging between

June 18th and June 23rd. How do I know Mike was a Gemini, then? By his

blarney and his magic. But most of all, by the way he fenced with his birthday,

fighting middle age as though he was sure he'd win. At any given time of his life,

he looked twenty years younger than he was, whatever he was, and he never

really grew up. Only a Gemini could have parlayed a patched-up sack of old

hopes into the Giant Twin Jackpot of "Around the World in 80 Days"

Taylor - a double win that ended that Gemini's restless search for completeness.

Shortly afterwards, his Libra son, Mike Todd, Jr., remarked, "Dad,

you're spending money now as fast as you did when you didn't have any." Mike

never saved for a rainy day, so for him, it never rained. Well, maybe a few very

brief drizzles. A couple of spring showers, that's all. Mike Todd didn't discover

the Neverland. He invented it. Like Peter Pan, the eternal Gemini, he guarded

the secret of his age from curious chronological-minded "grown-ups" - and a

few more secrets besides.

At least 75 percent of all Geminis have a nickname, a pseudonym, an alias,

or in some way bear more than one name during the course of their lives, and

Mike had two names also. Born Avrom Hirsch Goldbogen, he named himself

Michael Todd one day, impulsively, and for no really special reason. His son

had already been born and had been named Michael. So Gemini Mike Todd actually

named himself after his own son and became his son's namesake, instead

of the other way around. Trust Geminis to turn things inside out and backwards,

in both small and large ways.

As for Mike's "secret" the reporter guessed correctly he held within himself,

the Gemini man or woman isn't secretive in the same manner as Pisceans, Cancerians

and Scorpions are - or for the same reasons. It's just that there are

some soaring thoughts they're unable to catch and express in speech, for all

their Mercurial verbal dexterity. What words could describe an inexpressible

longing to literally discover Shangri-La?

"If this is so beautiful," they each think, "then there just

even

Or can you only find something that special by yourself?" Each loveliness

that two Geminis touch, Mercury allows them to drink in and enjoy for but Weltschmerz, with a delicacy of perception surprisingourselves into a wishing well, instead of tossing in pennies,"It's all right. I'm here."

Yes, it's partly because he understands the sudden panic his Gemini girl

feels when her Twin has disappeared and left her alone to cope, like half a person,

because his own Twin pulls that trick on him too. But his finesse and tenderness

at such times are prompted by more than just knowing how it is with

someone born under your own Sun Sign. It's his . . . the right word just came to

me. Gemini never

or tragic, loose or tight - the typical Gemini can, when he (or she) wishes, carry

the ball with easy grace, handling embarrassment, fear or anger, with an incredibly

light touch. It's like a magician's sleight-of-hand, and many Geminis actually

are professional magicians (along with Aquarians, Pisceans and Scorpions).

There are, percentagewise, however, more Gemini magicians, because these people

are amazingly multidextrous with their hands. They're also multidextrous

with their minds - and as for the Gemini heart, it contains many little secret

rooms, in which are hidden compassion, gentleness, surprises, humor, hope and

sunshine. Some of them are kept locked for a lifetime, and only another Twin

holds the passkey.

Two Geminis in love might ask themselves, each about the other - do any

of those rooms hold a quality called "faithfulness" or "fidelity"? Yes. But the

door to that particular room in the Gemini heart is tightly sealed, and it takes

more than a passkey to open it. It takes trust. And it takes time. Two kinds of

trust: the complete trust each must give to the other - and the trust required to

believe in

fumbles. Whatever the situation with the loved one - joyousyourself, that what you love is really what you need, and all you'll ever

need. (That's what takes the time.) But time is free. They can both use as

much of it as they like to find that answer within themselves and once it's

been found and the door unlocked, Gemini will be loyal and true forever after.

Nevertheless, it's probably asking too much to expect either him - or

her - to permanently stop flirting, charming, teasing, persuading, or just talking

with members of the opposite (or the same) sex. Yet, Gemini lives on the

mental plane, essentially existing within the realms of the imagination, and,

therefore, may be frequently content to keep human relationships on the same

plane. And so, it's sometimes easier for these two to be technically true to one

another than to avoid periodic fantasies. Yet, the girl in his fantasies may really real. It's really real. You can really, nearly trust it. Yes, younothin' yet!" ). It's not easy to tell them apart, because

be her - and the boy in her fantasies may really be him. It's fun to make believe

sometimes, that's all. The more versatile they are as individuals, in their

personal lives or careers, the less need they'll feel to imagine, "What would it be

like, I wonder, if she would " or . . . "What would it be like, for a change, if

he would "

If she would what? If he would what? Anything. Anything at all. Some

Geminis even fantasize hurt or anger, then split up because they wonder what a

break would feel like. When they find out, they streak back to each other again

to rediscover the reality of love. No, it wasn't a dream. WOW! What a mind

blower! Love is

nearly, really can! Such a discovery might not stun the average person's mind,

but you must remember that the Twins spend their entire lives separating the

possible and the probable from the sure things - and love gives them an exhilarating

glimpse of Shangri-la.

These two relate to one another physically, through sexual love, in the kind

of kaleidoscopic pattern you might expect, when Air unites with Air, chaperoned

by the changeable Mercury. It's light, often stormy, sometimes whipping love

into hurricanes of passion, sometimes calming it into quiet, gentle affection.

The ways in which they express their love on a physical level are as multiple-faceted,

sensitive and changeable as the ways they express it on the mental and

emotional levels, and that can take their sexual behavior from acrobatic embraces

on the Blarney Stone to making love underwater or in a helicopter.

Whatever desire one Gemini may have, the other can fill it, with the cool touch

of a spring breeze or the hot, tropical wind of a monsoon. To comprehend the

potential of their physical compatibility, two Geminis who are pondering a relationship

will just have to use their imaginations. About the only words which

won't apply to their possible patterns of sexual experience are deep - earthy -

and sensual. But Gemini and Gemini can dream up some satisfying substitutes

together. Magical is one.

Some Gemini women are as pathetically wistful and lost as Gemini Judy

Garland, following a rainbow that forever seems to elude them. Others are as

bright and hopeful as Frank Sinatra's Gemini daughter, Nancy. Some Gemini

men are as disoriented, and inwardly insecure, as Mercury-ruled actor Errol

Flynn - others as bold and confident as Geminians Mike Todd and Al Jolson

("Folks, you ain't heard

the wistful, lost Gemini girls have their bright and hopeful moments . . . just as

the bright, hopeful ones have their wistful, lost and lonely moments. The disoriented

Gemini man can switch suddenly to stability . . . and the confident ones

can feel occasionally insecure.

I'm afraid astrology doesn't have a final answer. Perhaps the Gemini boy

and girl who are in love will just have to forget about that romantic togetherness

formula of "becoming one," because there will always be four of them. But that

also quadruples their chances for happiness. So the odds are good if they cover

their bets with the double collateral of lots of trust... and lots of patience.

a fleeting moment. Only until his (or her) secret Twin Self whispers seductively,

"Ah, yes! But what else might there be to discover, which is even more perfect?

This present glory you're experiencing is merely proof that a greater glory exists

out there . . . a glory more true, more thrilling, more fulfilling, if only you have

the courage to pursue it. How do you know what may be around the next corner,

the next kiss, the next dream, the next promise? Don't stop now, don't

turn back yet! Go on " It's a call more alluring than the song of the Lorelei,

and it haunts all Mercury-ruled hearts.

Most of the time, a Gemini girl laughs. Once in a while, less frequently, she

weeps. When she does, it's because the lump of loneliness within her has grown

so choking that it must turn into tears, or maybe she would simply die from the

feeling. Ah, Twin Self! Where are you now, when you're needed? Off chasing

the stars and playing tag with the wind? The Gemini man will tenderly understand

her brief touch of

in one who's always being accused of being so cold and detached. For all of his

curious, inquiring nature, he won't ask questions when he senses the Gemini

woman he loves is languishing from her inexpressible and unexpressed (even to

him) terrible loneliness because her Twin has temporarily deserted her. He'll

probably pretend not to notice, masking his concern with a light remark, like

"Let's throw

and see what happens!" Or perhaps .. ."Come on, we'll buy two round tickets

to Ireland, and make love on the Blarney Stone!" Then he'll kiss her cheek

softly and say, very quietly,

that something you talk so much, and so fast, to keep from saying? That'sreal inquiry, with theand Elizabethmust be somethingmore beautiful out there, somewhere. Will we be able to find it together?

viewed by a perceptive reporter, who asked him, "Mike, do you know why you

talk all the time? To keep from saying something. That's how I have you figured."

"Yeah? " Mike was suddenly quiet, quickly on guard.

"What bothers me," the reporter continued, "is - well, I'm curious. What

everything that's on their minds to