I did an online Tarot reading yesterday. After the crazy upheavals in my life this year it was inevitable that The Tower would turn up somewhere. All the old foundations of my life have been split asunder and the ground I stand on has shifted.
On the weekend I went over to what used to be my father’s house but has now become my brother’s. My brother has always been odd but he used to be jovial with it. Now he has become even odder and the good humour has been replaced by barely repressed anger. I’m beginning to wonder if he has developed some borderline personality disorder. Trying to establish just what items he would let me take from the house was very fraught. I ended up out in the shed poking through old boxes and crates of junk that no one else wanted. Some of my favourite memories of my dad come from the times I would chat to him in the shed while he mucked around doing not much in particular. “If you keep a thing long enough, it will be sure to come in handy,” he would tell me as he blew the dust off his collections of weird objects. When I found a little box full of small wooden blocks I just knew I’d find many uses for them. Here I’ve placed them on an old painting of my mother’s to represent The Tower.
The final card in the online reading was The Ten of Wands. I’ve made a representation of the card by placing some of the minature hinges I found in the shed on another painting of mum’s – this one depicts the coastal inlet that can been seen from the house.
The commentary for the card told me I would find my way forward by focusing on my goals. Hmmm – easier said than done. All my old goals have either been achieved or are no longer relevant. Before I can focus on my goals I have to figure out what they are. Do any of you have any clues as to how to go about this?