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Queen of Cups: Finding My Magic and Dreaming Big
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I’m having a recurring thought of late that my soul mate is not far away. He’s a sensitive, creative, artistic soul. We will understand each other instinctively, allow each other space to grow individually, and support each other to thrive together. Oh yes, she’s a dreamy one, this Queen of Cups.
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Two of Pentacles Reversed: Juggling Dormancy
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Enjoy the branches, now unburdened of their leaves. The leaves now lying on the bare earth of the garden to break down, to become the compost. The nutrients for the arrival of spring. When seeds can be planted and growth can be anticipated.
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The Sweet Satisfaction of the Quick Finish: A Crochet Reflection
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Well, isn’t that just exactly what I was saying? It’s astounding to me how often the card a day is so pertinent. I wrote my reflections before picking the card, as is my way when I already have thoughts to reflect into my journal. But I can gain further clarity from the book interpretations.
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The Knight of Cups, Seasonal Blues, and the Problem with Milk
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14th of November, and the Knight of Cups rides in. I don’t draw this card often, so I’m studying every detail with fresh eyes. Cups signify community, union, and partnership. He’s more than a mere Knight; he wears the winged helmet of Hermes, the messenger, or perhaps Cupid. He looks intently into his golden…
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The Reversed Tower: Finding Resilience in the Midst of Minor Alarms
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13th of November, and the cards offer a paradoxical image: The Tower, reversed. I admit, my deck maintenance has been lacking since my last full moon cleanse. My usual ritual of ordering the cards, all upright, was abandoned. I simply scooped them up and left them, leading to an interesting side effect: a much…
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Miserly with My Energy – The Four of Pentacles and a Rest Day
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12 Nov It’s the 12th of November, and this morning, my mind is a blank slate. Nothing is on my mind, apart from random thoughts about water—the hard rain outside, rinsing my toothbrush, measuring just enough water for the kettle. I’m pondering how water seems to be in all the wrong places, and the…
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The Quiet Aching: Loneliness, Solitude, and the Magic of Crochet
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11.11.25 It’s a very quiet dark morning, not as still as the last couple of days. I can hear wind and rain. I like that. The stillness in the quiet can be a reminder that it’s just me here. All on my lonesome. I always tell myself, I am not lonely. I live alone.…
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Gratitude for Pink Skies and The Hermit’s Call
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9th of November I’m starting my day with gratitude, woken in a much better mood than of late. I was aware almost immediately of an orangey-pink light surrounding my room. I’d slept past sun-up and what majesty the sunrise had brought. Pink sky in the morning, shepherd’s warning, but impossible to ignore how pretty…
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The Eight of Wands: Rushing Ahead, Crafting Joy
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November 3rd: Sparking Creativity Wands are Fire, the spark of Creativity. If I had to create a guiding phrase for the Wands suit, it would be: Willpower, Action, Nurture, Determination. That feels like a solid foundation for the week ahead, even if it’s not textbook perfect. I absolutely love a Monday morning. It’s a…
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A note on daily journaling with a tarot card.
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As a part of my overall wellness journey I start each day with journaling. I try to capture my mood, be aware of how my body is feeling, make a note of any dreams. Essentially it’s about setting my intentions for the day with mindfulness and awareness of how I am feeling and thinking.…
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The Tower: Demolishing and Rebuilding for a Breakthrough
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The Tower card has appeared, a powerful, albeit initially heart-sinking, symbol. Yet, it arrives at a crucial moment, demanding I confront a quandary that has plagued me: when to truly launch my venture. I’ve soft-launched, offering a free pattern, and am diligently building blog content. But without anything to sell, I’m not yet a…