Friday, 3 June 2011
Wishing upon a Star
The cups in this card are almost hidden amongst the blossom growing on the beautiful balcony we see. A fair maid gazes up into the night sky, gently holding a flower to her face, lost in daydreams of love and life.
Such dreams are easy to believe in when we are young, but as we grow older we tend to become more skeptical, less trusting. In some ways that's good - we protect ourselves - yet it also means we harden ourselves and don't allow for the possibility of wonder. Gazing into the night sky, into a bonfire, or into the sea, can all be experiences of this kind of wonder, reconnecting us with the beauty that is there in the world, without politics or social expectations. If we lose that wonder, too, then life becomes a bleak place.
I am grateful for the times when I stop to smell the flowers, or lose myself in the breeze through branches.