SCORPIO (Oct. 23-Nov. 21): Mystic poets are able to find the divine presence everywhere. The wind carries God’s love, bestowing tender caresses. The scent of a lily is an intimate message from the Holy Beloved, provoking bliss. Even a bowl of oatmeal has the essence of the Creator; to eat it is to receive an ecstatic blessing. Those of us who aren’t mystic poets aren’t necessarily attuned to all this sweetness. We may refuse to be receptive to ceaseless offerings. To mystic poets, we’re like sponges floating in the ocean, trying hard not to get wet. Don’t do that this week. Be like a sponge floating in the ocean allowing yourself to be totally soaked.