This week is built on speaking up. Whatever happens will be a result of us opening our mouths and letting what is in our hearts rise up into the light. Whatever we awaken in ourselves was dormant so long that the universe took note and rearranged herself to put us back in alignment. We will be turned, as if by the hand of fate, towards our deepest memories and strongest emotions, towards the people and places that for better or worse, are the root of who we truly are.
This week is built upon the compromises prerequisite to relationship stability, where inevitably someone can’t have what they want so the other person can. And the person who doesn’t get what they want doesn’t mind (too much), because they are getting WHO they want.
But I’m getting ahead of myself. First, the showdown. We’re headed into battle this week, either internally or externally or both. All the voices inside and/or outside our heads have an opinion, and they revive the topic even when we’d rather let it die. We are at war with ourselves for peace this week, and this fight feels a little too familiar. We've invested this energy before and we did not receive a return on our investment. So we’re done wasting our time, period, point blank. That’s it. Snip snap. Hands washed. It is the logical thing to do. Life is too short for poor choices.
Guess we shouldn't talk about that big ass cup of love that's going to wash over us then. Since we made up our minds and all. But, ahem - spoiler alert: the universe is asking us to make our decision again, and to speak directly into the microphone this time. Blame it on the retrogrades, but we are being asked to say it louder for the ones in the back. People will be coming at us full speed to make something happen, so we better say again what we said if we meant what we said, and if not, we better say what we mean. We can have the love; that’s why these opportunities are coming back around. But love ain't Burger King. Only one of us can have it our way.
a monthly message, alchemized from the tarot cards, seasoned with intuition and life experience, served with love (sometimes with a side of spicy cussin)