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Now moving on from adult $elfies & $tanzas…because this week is literally about moving on. There are ways in which we committed ourselves to fighting a particular fight...but we were so deep in the fray we failed to realize the battle was already won. We may look up and see we slapped a few innocent bystanders who were only trying to ring the victory bell loud enough for us to hear it. That's the thing about war- collateral damage is always in hindsight. As we survey the rubble of our kingdom, it's time to decide what structures will...or won't be rebuilt.
Once we remove our armor, shower & settle down, a different sort of war begins. People may approach the throne expecting us to be who we were...but we have been rearranged in battle. For better or worse, we are different now. Whereas we used to wait until immediate danger to unsheath our sword, now it never leaves our hands.
Hindsight may be 20/20 but foresight is x-ray vision. That's the benefit of destruction, actually. There is nothing left to hide behind.
Whatever it is coming, we see right through it.
This week..and for the next few weeks, Mars is in Leo. In the tarot, Mars (the Tower Card) in Leo (the Strength card) is known as the 7 of wands. So even though the energy looks like we're simply maintaining our inner equilibrium by standing up for ourselves, it's going to feel like keeping a goddamn lion from freaking out while nearby a tower falls and burns.
Have any among us wrestled our own fear and anger...and won?
Whomever didn't get that particular badge in the scouts, your opportunity is coming. Spoiler alert: you got this! But this isn't even about that. This week is about the soldier who's trying to sneak back on the battlefield after cussing out the captain because he/she realized "those losers" finna be winners after all.
Now I'm not saying the defectors don't deserve what they got coming...just that we gotta put our weapons down before we engage. This is a battle-is-not-yours-it's-the-Lord's kind of situation so there's nothing we could do to them even if we tried. The boss wishes to deal with them directly.
Plus the war was never with them. Their return is actually a good sign. It means with or without them...we won.
Y'all know issa lot going on this week right…? A new moon, the crescendo of the North node/ South node axis, a solar eclipse, annnnd Mercury is going retrograde. If we thought the first half of this year was a doozy, hang on tight cause we ain't seen nothing yet.
Literally. We ain't SEEN nothing yet, but we FEEL everything all of the time, and the drastic difference between what we see & what we feel is driving us effing nutz. We've become complacent with cognitive dissonance because...what else are we supposed to do?
But worry not, because this summer storm of the gods is dragging all the things we felt in the dark right out into the light. We finna finally have proof that we ain't now, nor have we ever been crazy.
Whatever we've felt that will now be seen, might throw some of our relationships off balance. It was for this reason that the powers that be, in their infinite wisdom, kept the proof from us for so long. This week marks a definitive before & after, and while the "before" was perplexing, the "after" finna be a full out hot mess. But like a bloody birth that culminates in a slippery child, we 'gon be so happy to receive justice for all our pain, that the discomfort will become a distant memory.
Also, we need to remember that sometimes the struggles we carry aren't ours alone, but our ancestors' too. And the same goes for blessings, when the struggle is done. If we've been given more burdens that we could carry (but we carried them anyway!), we finna get more heavenly love & appreciation than we know what to do with.
We'll figure it out though. That's one thing we know how to do, is figure it out. ❤
a weekly message, alchemized from the tarot cards, seasoned with intuition and life experience, served with love (sometimes with a side of spicy cussin)