Revisit

You remember; the celebration in the Six of Wands, when you were touting those accomplishments. You did well.  But did you?  Cause here they are, back.  Doubts, fear, worry, anger, second guessing, and the oh-my's.  Just about the time we think we have things in hand and ready to move along, we have to defend our choices and decisions. Do we? Who do we need to defend ourselves too?  Our biggest critic, me, myself, I.   Put away the self-flagellation and continue up and along the chosen path.






The Fountain Tarot

Altered view

You really have to look at this Judgement portrayal to see the three cups with gossamer shrouded peoples rising up. So does this card of Judgement asks us to return to the people we chose back in the Three of Cups to dance our way through Life?  Are the choices we made back then what we are being judged for now?  Yesterday did present a moment when I looked at my family and asked myself, did they even really know me?  I almost asked the question and was going to make a real point of it, then I remembered the draw of Strength yesterday.  Now today I am thinking these are the people I have anchored myself to you, and if we really don't even know each other, then maybe Judgement tells me to move along. 
Plenty of time to make new choices to be Judged by.



The Fountain Tarot

Judiciously

I picked judiciously for Strength today. Strength that has been slotted as Major Eleven in this deck.  This card speaks to me today  as choosing my battles wisely.  To be careful of the challenge I may be presented with today.  Sometimes it is better not to choose and just walk away.  There can be Strength in that choice, when every fiber of my being wants to jump into the fray.
An old idiom my Father used to spout, "who is the bigger fool, the fool, or the fool that argues with a fool?"





The Fountain Tarot- Saiz, Gruhl, Todaro

Here and Now

Another egg.  I will need two of them for a cake I am making today.  Mothers Day tomorrow and my sister asked me bake the 'rock-bottom' cake our Mother made when we were children. A delicious decadent delight. I have mentioned it several times this week, each time bringing Mother closer to mind and heart.  A scratch chocolate pudding cake basically with chopped walnuts or pecans that settle to bottom of cake, so we aptly named it 'rock bottom' cake. I was thinking on it earlier this morning, how it came out of oven and Mother placed it on top of washing machine in the utility-room to cool. We all checked it out.  I remember the washing machine top just below eye level so I got a good view whilst placing my hand flat on top and watching as the cake waved a bit, since it had a wet bottom, more wet than pudding. It was just wonderful and special.
Memories of the past, a special treat in the here and now and a recipe for the future occasions.

Time to go

But Where...
Wherever you go, there you are.

New beginnings are happening all the time, everyday, usually without you noticing them - so if you are wishing your life were different, take a moment and realize it actually is! Focusing all the time on what you wish could be better is too negative and narrow minded. You should try a little harder to take note of the progress that you have made and pat yourself on the back for all the good things you have accomplished. Sure, you may have a little farther to go, but who doesn't. 

Shot of something

I sure could use a boost of this kind of energy.  Slept poorly last night.  Maybe there is a lesson here with this card.  I am sure this cheetah has had sleepless nights.  Uncomfortable tree branch, the huffing of lions nearby, Thunderstorms with vibrant streaks of lightning, those would all make for an uncomfortable and restless night.  Still the hunt needs to go on, with the dawn comes opportunities that can't be missed just cause one is a little, okay maybe a lot, draggy.  Get up and go and do and tonight replenish.
And so it is.




Wisdom of the Oracle

Unfinished

I wonder about unfinished business, thoughts, relationships.  There have been many that I just left, no final goodbyes or good riddance. Was it because there was nothing left to say or do; not wanting to close a door, or fear of hearing what the other side of unfinished had to say or do?  Part of me says done is done, but remembrances can bring an ache. 
The Issue of Fairness, as Mark Nepo writes"is a very painful issue to discuss for most of us, because so much of how we see the world hinges on a sense of fairness and justice,"
There never was a statement of fairness given to us in Life.  Things happen, the World turns, Life goes on.

My Mother loved to play the piano.  She tried to teach each of us on one we had in house.  I tried and she said I would never really play well with my short stubby fingers. Some fifty odd years later I still think of that.  Was her blunt statement fair?

Wisdom of the Oracle.