10 of cups, I embrace the fullness of my emotional day on the swan laced in ivy preparing for the change to come.
I tossed a crystal charged with change and my fears into the wild lake last night as the wind viciously licked my face and smoke from the fire filled my senses. It was a beautiful night. In the dark blind twinkling clouds, she stood on the lake blessing me with purpose and wonder. Dark hair tumbling down tasting the waning moon lit waves. I couldn’t see the moon in the shade of the night, but it was there as was she. With me always, I believe I’m blessed and the spirit is there for community if we so open our hearts to the essence of our fragile,beautiful earth.