I drew this set of cards about three hours ago, and what came to mind was Rainbow Bridge. I'm not sure where the idea of dead pets marching across a bridge to the rainbow started, a poem probably. It is an attractive idea for some, to think fun and frolic goes on after death. I certainly understand grief for a lost pet, I still miss our Windsor nearly 5 years on.
But. Three hours later I have a new take on the cards. What is attractive now is on the other side of the bridge over the Cowlitz, a new laptop... Oh for a trustworthy and good computer mechanic.
"In the future, computers may weigh no more than 1.5 tons." ~ Popular Mechanics Magazine, 1949
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