Encouraged or bullied by the cards, in an effort to 'get out' I went to a Look Good Feel Better program (at night!). I assumed and shouldn't have. Assumed it would be about our internal health with suggestions that when implemented might lead to feeling and looking brighter on the outside. Errrm, no. Can we say Makeup?
I'm reminded by this card I've always known get dressed, comb hair, put some lipstick on, and we can fool anyone into thinking we were feeling better, including ourself. It's intent plus attitude isn't it? It was nice to talk to other ladies in the tribe, but I haven't sit that long in front of a mirror since I was fifteen years old. The Estee Lauder color lip gloss is yummy; the enormous red bag of everything else is in the entry, help yourself!
Giuseppe Maria Mitelli's proverb, Googlishly translated: Womenoftenhavethelong ornamentiand shortdresstheintellect. That chauvinism instantly gets my back up...but who was at the makeup fest this week? Not Mitelli, rest his 400 year old dust.
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.
If I'm missing never fear, I'm next door working on my project