From Chapter One: 'Oh, you wicked little thing!' cried Alice, catching up the kitten and giving it a little kiss to make it understand that it was in disgrace. ... then she scrambled back into the armchair, taking the kitten and the worsted with her, and began winding up the ball again. Alice Through the Looking Glass, Lewis Carroll.
It is only me and my animals and my lovely quilt room today. The fabrics, patterns, threads are organized and ready, my working space is warm and clean and inviting...perhaps selfish and sinful in some circles, but indeed, my idea of a 10 of Cups day; and certainly time I picked up the important threads of my life again. And quietly, in the background, the seeds of a new direction were planted yesterday.
"Peace comes from within. Do not seek it without." Siddhartha Gautama Buddha c.563 BCE - 483 BCE
Tarot opened previously closed doors to my own heart with it's merciless quest for the truth, nothing but the truth. They flay the soul and make me say thank you afterward. Each hour spent with my cards is a new lesson to be learned. Viva la Journey.