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This week, explore your options but delay decisions

Amidst the confusion, the change and the uncertainty there are a lot of options. One option is to see things from a pessimistic perspective. That nothing can be as good as it once was. It can be easy to fall into the trap of romanticizing the past. Was it actually that good or is it simply a case of preferring the familiar rather than the new?

For other people, the change and uncertainty is welcomed. They can see past the present discomfort and seek out opportunities and potential. More often than not, these types of people are more hopeful and optimistic. They know change is inevitable, so they welcome it rather than fear it.

You may have days where you prefer the past, the good ol’ days. Then you may have days where you think “Anything has got to be better than this!”

While this week may not be ideal for making any decisions, it’s definitely worth exploring your options and look at all possibilities.

A dramatic Full Moon began the week, Monday. Regardless of whether you see the glass half full, half empty or even refillable or a combination of all. The glass itself may not be what you think it is. So be careful about how, where and why you’re hedging your bets.

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