Man, November was shaping up to be a complete trainwreck, you know? Every single time I tried to look up what my stupid Pisces sign was supposed to be doing, it was just the same old flowery garbage. “Embrace your feelings,” “Seek deep connection,”—all that fluff that tells you nothing when you’re staring at an unanswered text message and wondering if you should just chuck your phone into a river.
I got fed up. Completely. I decided to make my own damn forecast. Not some generalized stuff written by a college kid in Brooklyn, but a real deep-dive, hands-on, messy forecast based on what I could actually dig up about the planets myself. This whole process was about taking back control from those vague, airy predictions and putting some boots-on-the-ground work into it.
The Setup: Ditching the Generic Crap
First thing I did was sit down and pull up a decent ephemeris. I wasn’t just checking where the Sun was—that’s amateur hour. I wanted to see exactly where all the major players were going to be hanging out for the entire month of November, specifically aligned with my own birth chart. It was a chore, trust me. I spent a whole Sunday just mapping it out.
My initial practice steps looked like this:
- I pulled my exact natal chart—birth time, location, everything. I’ve had it sitting on my desktop for years, so that was easy.
- I then dragged the November transits over it. Not just the slow-moving outer stuff, but the fast inner planets too—Mars, Venus, Mercury. This is where everyone online screws up; they miss the micro-movements that actually impact your daily communication and mood.
- I completely ignored the generic descriptions. Threw out anything that said “You will meet a mysterious stranger.” I was only interested in the hard aspects—squares, oppositions, conjunctions—anything that looked like it would cause actual friction or force a real-life outcome.
I realized quick that the online horoscopes were just painting with a huge, soft brush. My chart, when I actually plotted the November moves, looked like a battlefield. Mars was squaring my relationship zone for two weeks straight—that does not mean “a lovely, harmonious month.” That means an argument is coming, and I need to prepare for it, you know?
Digging Deep: My Real November Action Plan
The real work wasn’t the mapping; it was the translation. I wasn’t trying to predict the lottery. I was trying to predict my reaction to external events, and then engineer a better path. This is the part that turns “horoscope” into “practice.”
When I saw that Mercury was going to hit a rough patch in the communication sector right around the 10th, I knew any crucial talks I was planning—like asking about that one weird situation I had going on—had to happen before that date. If I waited, it was going to be a disaster of misread texts and confused intentions. So I wrote it down: Deadline for Crucial Talk: November 9th.
Then there was Venus. She was cruising through a part of my chart that deals with self-worth and money. All the generic forecasts would say “You’ll feel sexy!” I looked at it and thought, “No. This means I’m going to spend too much money trying to feel good, or I need to demand better terms in a negotiation.” I wasn’t looking for love from someone else; I was looking for financial love for myself. Total shift in perspective, right?
So, the “love forecast” became a list of concrete actions:
- Nov 1-8: Push the hard conversation. Get clarity. Don’t avoid it, because the window is closing.
- Nov 10-20: Cut back all non-essential spending. Focus the “Venus energy” on reviewing my monthly budgets and standing firm on my value.
- Nov 21-30: This was the only “flowery” part—Jupiter hitting a decent spot. But even this I translated. It wasn’t “luck,” it was “a window for big, messy, imperfect action.” So, I scheduled the biggest, most intimidating workout regimen I had been putting off. I figured, if the universe gives me an easier road, I’m going to use that ease on the hard physical stuff, not just sitting around waiting for a miracle date.
The Outcome: What the Data Showed Me
Did love bloom for me in November? The answer is both yes and no, and that’s what made this whole practice worthwhile.
I followed my own script. I had the difficult conversation on the 7th. It was exactly as rough as the Mars transit suggested—it was tense, there were misunderstandings, and it didn’t end with a romantic kiss. But because I was ready for the friction, I didn’t freak out. I didn’t react emotionally; I stuck to the facts, took a deep breath, and let the chaos of the transit pass. The result? Total clarity. The confusing situation ended cleanly. No more agonizing over those damn unanswered texts.
Then I got to the self-worth part. I didn’t buy a single new piece of clothing, but I did manage to renegotiate a contract that had been stagnant for months. It wasn’t romantic love, but that extra money in the bank felt a hell of a lot more loving than any generic horoscope had ever promised me.
The biggest payoff was the last part of the month. I didn’t suddenly get whisked away on a passionate holiday. Instead, I successfully finished that intense workout challenge—and that surge of confidence and physical energy was the real bloom. This DIY forecast practice taught me that the “love” in the horoscope isn’t always about another person showing up; usually, it’s just a prediction of where the pressure points are going to be, and where you need to apply your own energy to get what you actually value. I didn’t find the mysterious stranger, but I sure as hell found a lot more of myself, and that was the real win I had been missing all year.
