2010! A new year and a new decade was supposed to provide a new start!
Perhaps it will!
The wheel of fortune spins, stops, points to a new crisis. My mother’s health is deteriorating. She can no longer swallow solids and is on a soft and liquid diet. The problem is yet to be determined. An examination of her esophagus is unlikely to reveal anything good.
I lie dreaming. My cups are full to overflowing but I am facing more transition and change and little of what I have done, who I have been has been nourishing me.
Yet what I have done and who I have been shapes my identity and names me.
I am searching! A new portal has opened. I see a land, full of challenges, lies within.
All I need to do is go, leaving those cups behind but taking another to fill. The ace of cups is a message for us to start at the place of love.
My dream prepares me to set out. I trust I will meet those who can support and guide both my mother and I.