It has been a week of unrelenting grey and rain here; to see our Leo standing rampant with his fiery light and heat is most welcome. Can we even begin to imagine a world before the energy of fire was harnessed to our needs?
I'm reminded this morning of what are now such common place blessings, heat for my home, a range to cook on, hot water, the radiation machine, and this week particularly as I take part in Bonnie Hunter's annual mystery, the electricity to run my iron and sewing machine. All forms of fire unknown as little as 250 years ago and still absent in some areas for the world.
"I sometimes left a good fire when I went to take a walk in a winter afternoon, and when I returned, three or four hours afterward, it would be still alive and glowing. My house was not empty though I was gone." ~ Henry David Thoreau 1817-1862
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.