
This morning when I was pulling the weekly tarot card, 3 cards fell out in this order so I chose to provide a 3-card reading for the week.
Perhaps like the wealthy merchant standing with the 3 wands on the cliff, you have plans in motion and are waiting for your “ships to come in.” Although the ships are small and in the distance, the horizon is illuminated and there is hope in the air.
Contrary to the figure who has just awakened from a nightmare. It’s as if the 9 swords hanging in the black night have pierced his mind with dark thoughts. Perhaps you have doubts and fears that invade the optimism. These negative thoughts do not protect you from success or failure. In fact they block the manifestation at hand. Your mind can really play tricks on you. Best to intervene on yourself, break old patterns that no longer contribute and like the figure in bed look to the pretty flowers on the coverlet. There is hope in the air. See those and not the hanging swords.
How will you do this? The King of Swords comes in with his particular blend of mental clarity and intuition. You can be discerning and hopeful at the same time. There he sits with an earnest expression on a throne adorned with crescent moons and butterfly carvings. He welcomes the evolution of dreams to manifestations. You should too.



Even though the image in this card is upside down (reversed) the meaning still abides. Water flows from a stream dotted with beautiful lillies into a golden chalice held by a heavenly hand appearing out of the clouds in a blue sky. The flowing water encourages us to connect to our intuition, our feeling sensibilities and to align with our emotional core. The heart opens and we are connected. All of us. Together. The dove of peace flies upwards.
This week’s message has to do with perspective. We are in the suit of cups which signify the emotional realm, feelings, intuition, sensitivities, the movements of the heart. What captures our eyes is the large figure clad in black and blue robe, his face hidden as he gazes downward in the depths of dolor. Three large golden cups have fallen over spilling a red (blood) and green (life force) substance. Â He has refused their succor. So steeped in his doldrums is the man that he does not see the two upright golden cups behind him. Nor is he aware of the blue river (stream of consciousness) which separates him from the bridge which would bring him to the castle on the hill. His landscape is barren while the landscape around the castle is verdant with grass and trees. His emotions have overwhelmed the situation. If we persist in wallowing in sadness and emotions of loss, we will close ourselves off from the path to happiness. We need to lift up our gaze out of the morass and see what’s around and ahead. A change in perspective is what’s needed.