Deck: Asherah Tarot by Sarah Wheatley.
Look, no Water.
The topic of this reading is my relationship. I asked: “What is my relationship a metaphor for?” Because relationships define our relationship to ourselves, we need to see our “outer” relationships as metaphors.
On a superficial level, I think this is saying that we are in a negative cycle of over-thinking and hot/cold passion. There is no water-type flow, only struggle and urges. It’s so hot, high and dry, like a sandstorm in a blazing hot desert.
The salient feature of this reading is the non-appearance of Water cards. Having seen this a lot, both in readings for myself and for others, I’ve come to think that it means that there is no going with the flow, no acceptance, no relinquishing, no belief, no trust. As I said just before: only struggle and urges. In fact, the only Earth card in the reading is the Devil. We are anchored to each other, we feel trapped. Not a great scenario.
The 7 of Wands for me is the card of the person who puts too much chilli in their soup then complains it’s too hot. They also always feel like the world is against them. It mirrors the Devil on a mundane level. I think that in any relationship that’s been through what we’ve been through, there will be a certain amount of jaded feeling, to say the least.
The 2 of Wands is the card of the one who yearns. Also here we see twin flames, the two lion heads. But they are joined at the body like siamese twins.
How does that reflect my inner landscape?
I feel that I am insufficient, locked into myself and my bad mental hygiene routines. I struggle against the effort I give myself, there is no softness, always drive and hot air. Always go, never just chill.
How do I become my own best partner? How do I juice it up, with myself? I want to give myself stability, support, encouragement, peace, validation, acceptance, trust, friendship, and of course satisfaction, feeling of looking back on what I’ve done and feeling good, feeling satisfied with myself, instead of “think what you could have achieved if only you’d really tried”.
There you are: a bit of blogging where I actually tell you what’s going on with me, like an actual diary, for a change.
As always: Thank you, Tarot.