Talk about a novelty, I slept like a log last night. So instead of seeing someone sick or worried or frightened, I'm full of sass and see someone wealthy enough to afford that stunning carved sleigh bed, rich coverlets, and not one but nine incredibly crafted swords.
I'm reminded by this figure I'd like to flip him out of his pity party into the street where he can observe people with real problems who don't have time to have a moan, they are too busy scrabbling just to eat. It's all in the viewpoint isn't it, such a moan I had with the 10 of Swords this week, today, no patience with wimping out whatsoever.
"Of all the various delusions, the sense of discrimination between oneself and others is the worst form, as it creates nothing but unpleasantness for both sides." ~ Dalai Lama Tenzin Gyatso 1935-
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.