A colleague proposed a Zoom gathering for a Galentines Day thing a few days ago. She had gotten a Tarot deck and book and wanted to do readings. I don’t give much credence to that kind of thing, but I thought that maybe it could offer a new outlook regardless of accuracy.
My very first card was surprising. It was The Fool, representing folly in my past. In her particular reading, it suggested mania, engorgement, and a naive ignoring of mortality.
This made me think. I have spent so long in that manic place, foolishly thinking that I can abuse my body without repercussion, that this thing I was doing really wasn’t so bad. Engorgement. Yes, on the daily.
The rest of the readings were encouraging, suggesting struggle but ultimate triumph… and then the last one suggesting the future clearly indicated material ruin. So, whatever. But that fool card made me think for a minute…. Day 56.