Things in the world were looking pretty bleak and it was difficult to find a light at the end of the tunnel. Then this lovely card with its message of hope and inspiration filtered in to bring us off the ledge. How can we be like this beautiful woman, tending to her jugs of water which replenish the verdant landscape of flowers in the peace and calm of star shine? True, we are in a difficult time with six planets in retrograde, a worldwide pandemic, social unrest. But let us remember that the Star appears in the Tarot deck after the Tower where destruction and turmoil occur. We will emerge from the crisis with a new sense of self divinely inspired and energized with beneficial purpose for all. Follow the light and act in love.
The rain pouring down from the storm clouds in the Three of Swords turns into the spiritual alchemy flowing between the Temperance angel’s golden chalices. The hurt was piercing and painful to the core. There seemed to be no way out of the darkness. Wisdom worlds advise taking a step back, cooling the emotions and seeking balance. Stay grounded as you allow the waters of intuition to wash away the hurt. Soon you will take back your power and you will understand the sublime value of forgiveness.
He sits on a throne of stone adorned with butterfly and crescent moon carvings. They appear to be in contrast to his stern glaze and the double edged sword he holds upright in his right hand of action. Or, are they? This is a king who rules with his mind. He sees clearly and is decisive based on reasoned fairness. He does not allow his emotions to cloud his judgment, although by the look of his tilted sword and his robes of blue he acknowledges that mercy and compassion are necessary to temper the severity of the intellect in action. He sits on a verdant precipice–he is not afraid of what lies ahead for his way will nurture and give protection to new beginnings and the evolution of goodness.
A skeleton clad in black armor sits astride a beautiful white horse. They are walking over the people, a member of royalty, a bishop. a woman and her child. Death comes to the high and the low and does not discriminate. The Messenger of Death carries a black flag with a five pointed white star on it. Five is the number of change. The white star of purity against the blackness of death signals change and transformation. All things change–relationships, jobs, life. Nothing is forever. Except the soul. It is good to acknowledge when systems no longer serve their usefulness or purpose, they must be allowed to die. With a death comes the hope of a new beginning.
In the United States we have reached a sad milestone of 100,000 deaths from the COVID19 virus. It is hard to put one’s mind around such a figure but every night at 7pm I go to my window and cheer for the essential workers who have been stalwart in their efforts on the frontlines.
To honor the passing of those and the grief of their loved ones left behind I offer the words of an eighteenth century Buddhist nun, Otagaki Rengetsu. Rengetsu became a Buddhist nun at the age of thirty after burying two husbands, all of her children, her stepmother and stepbrother. Her elegant expression of grief and wisdom may bring some comfort.