Everything seems up in the air now, all willy nilly. As mother earth falls asleep to dream, the nightmares are always first, the what if’s, the oh no’s. She knows winter is coming even if she lives somewhere the sun shines all year long. Winter is a soul state, not a season.
As the air grows cold and the winds shift, we have to remain close to our fire, our source of warmth and comfort. That fire is love. Anything else won’t get you through the chill. Any other light than love won’t keep you warm.
But what if you’ve misunderstood love all along?
What if your definition of love is changing?
And what about loving yourself first?
And how to distinguish true love of self from ego?
Right. All of that.
This week is an either/or kind of week. Either we renounce action and observe the universe do its thing, or we get in the mix and lowkey fuck it up.
If we give up, we must prepare ourselves because everything will turn upside down, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. We will come out of being super controlling, we will let go of trying to mold our new beginning with the imprint of the past, we release the need to take care of everything and everyone and maybe let some shit fall, we stop hesitating in silence and maybe just speak our minds so folks will understand why we’ve been moving so slow in the first place, we open up and really think about our relationships, we tell the folks who need to go to get on instead of kicking ourselves outside of our own lives, we get out of commitments we should have long ago voided, we stop trying to work shit out and just let it burn, like Usher said.
But if we press our own will forward, if we come out of repose and keep pushing, we will be usurped. It’s not safe out there for independence right now so if we come flying out of reclusion we will immediately be caught the fuck up. We think you know exactly what we want, so we have a vision of our new world. Forget the fact that our vision of what is possible is all caught up in an old cycle. Forget the fact that we haven’t cleansed your palate and just let ourselves breathe for a second. Naw. It’s like the mama who flies in after work and starts making dinner before she even takes her coat off. Don’t nobody want work hands in their home stew. We have to take our shoes off, put on your house clothes, have a glass of wine and settle in. Right now we’re talking faster than we can deliver, and soon we will see what we’ve gotten ourselves into. And we will have to sacrifice much to get out if it. And if we don’t, someone will come in and boot our asses out of it. This is ‘don’t write a check your ass can’t cash’ season, because we will have to cash it, whether we want to or not.
So we can either watch it all burn or jump in the fire, these are our choices this week. And that’s kind of scary, huh? Brings up lots of fear, I know. But did you know that fear is just a feeling? Did you know you don’t have to believe your feelings? You can ask the universe to show you what’s real.
Hint: The only real thing starts with an ‘L’ and rhymes with “glove.” Also its in the word “glove.”
You don’t have to believe in anything other than that. No matter how many times you get knocked down, no matter how many times you have to start again. Anything that doesn’t have love at the foundation will always fall. The only thing that can be built upon is love.
The universe is built upon this principle, so this week we are called to step aside.
a monthly message, alchemized from the tarot cards, seasoned with intuition and life experience, served with love (sometimes with a side of spicy cussin)