Man, so, Susan Miller. You know the name, right? Everyone talks about her, especially if you’re into that astrology stuff. For years, I just kinda rolled my eyes when my buddy Dave, a total horoscope nut, would start rambling about his Virgo predictions. But then, you know how life gets, things were just feeling a bit… cloudy. Like walking through fog. I’m a Pisces, always have been, always will be, and honestly, sometimes it feels like I’m swimming upstream in molasses. So, one particularly baffling month, I just figured, “What the heck?” I decided to dive in, headfirst, into Susan Miller’s monthly horoscopes for Pisces. No particular reason other than sheer curiosity, and maybe a tiny, tiny sliver of hope for a roadmap.
First thing I did was just plain old Google her. Susan Miller. Aries. Pisces. Just typed it in. You get a million results, right? Her main website popped up, AstrologyZone. It’s got a distinct look, kinda old-school, but packed. I saw the big banner for the monthly forecasts and clicked through. Finding Pisces was easy, obviously. The sheer length of these things, man, it’s not just a quick paragraph. These are essays! My initial thought was, “Who has the time for this?” But I’d already committed, so I grabbed a coffee, sat down, and started to read, really read, for the first time.
I started at the very beginning of the month’s forecast. She kicks it off with a general vibe, you know, what the main cosmic energies are for the month. Then she breaks it down, section by section. It wasn’t just vague stuff, either. She talked about specific dates, specific planets doing specific things. Like, “Mars is moving into your twelfth house, so expect some deep introspection around the 15th,” or “Jupiter is squaring Saturn, meaning a potential professional breakthrough could face a financial hurdle mid-month.” I found myself actually reading each paragraph, trying to connect it to what was going on in my own life. I’d read a bit about career, and then pause, thinking about that one email I got, or that meeting I had. Then she’d jump to relationships, and I’d be thinking about texts, or conversations. It was this back-and-forth, my life events trying to sync up with her cosmic play-by-play.
The thing is, she really focuses on the planetary movements. It’s not just “good month” or “bad month.” She’s like, “because Venus is doing this, and Neptune is doing that, expect challenges in communication but opportunities in travel.” I actually started making mental notes. I’d read about money, and she’d mention something about a potential windfall or an unexpected expense. And I swear, that month, my car decided to need a really expensive repair, right around the time she mentioned “unforeseen outlays.” Coincidence? Maybe. But it definitely made me perk up. Later in the month, she talked about family matters and home life getting a burst of energy, and literally, my sister called out of the blue with a wild idea for a family gathering. I was sitting there, coffee gone cold, just staring at the screen, a bit spooked.
I went back and forth, sometimes feeling like, “This is so spot on!” and other times thinking, “This could apply to anyone!” She uses a lot of flowery language, which I kinda dug, but sometimes it felt a bit much. Like, “the universe is whispering secrets to your soul,” or “a shimmering opportunity awaits.” You gotta wade through some of that to get to the nuts and bolts. But what I really dug was how she brought it all back to timing. She’d say, “This window of opportunity is only open for three days,” or “Don’t sign any contracts until after the new moon on the 22nd.” It made it feel more actionable, less just a passive read. It wasn’t just a fortune cookie. It felt like she was laying out potential weather patterns, and it was up to me to decide if I wanted to bring an umbrella or a surfboard.
So, what did I walk away with? After reading through that month’s Pisces forecast, and then skimming a few more, I realized it was less about predicting my exact future and more about giving me a framework. It gave me something to think about, a different lens to look through. When things felt chaotic, I could sometimes find a loose connection in her words, which was weirdly comforting. It didn’t solve my problems, obviously. My car still needed fixing, and my sister’s family gathering idea was still wild. But it gave me a narrative, a potential cosmic reason for the madness. It shifted my perspective a little, from feeling lost in the fog to at least having a compass, even if I wasn’t totally sure where North was. I still don’t live and die by her words, but I check her stuff now, especially when I’m feeling that familiar Piscean drift. It’s just another tool in the belt, you know? Another way to sort through the noise.
