the world is conspiring to shower you with blessings
TAURUS: The year is almost half over, Taurus. Shall we sum up the first part of 2011 and speculate about the adventures that may lie ahead of you in the next six months? The way I see it, you've been going through a boisterous process of purification since last January. Some of it has rattled your soul's bones, while some of it has freed you from your mind-forged manacles. In a few short months, you have overseen more climaxes and shed more emotional baggage than you had in the past three years combined. Now you're all clean and clear and fresh, and ready for a less exhausting, more cheerful kind of fun.
This one is so true that it makes me twinge in places, Uncle Rob.
I truly have done some huge work, shaking out the whole broken foundation of my heart's world in these last few months of this six. Taking away the blinders that kept me from truly seeing my shattered dreams, my willfully self-enforced naiveté. Refusing to play these games any longer. Walking away from and detaching all of my life from what was slowly poisoning its days. Potentially forever.
I feel so much coming to a head with Black, Fire, and The Hanged Man. And in them I stare at the mark forever on my Amazon Shield, remembering his death at my hands. A change in me, in everything. Feeling The Hand of the Emperor, which The Fool told me this year I needed to step into, make so much sense. Pairing away diseased branches, remorseless and dauntless and true.
Today in my mail I received a letter from Lady Black commending me for all that. I will continue to par away the darkness, brave and fierce, because it still lurks here, causing harm. But I do truly look forward to the idea that the coming six months might be much easier and much lighter on my heart than the last six.
This one is so true that it makes me twinge in places, Uncle Rob.
I truly have done some huge work, shaking out the whole broken foundation of my heart's world in these last few months of this six. Taking away the blinders that kept me from truly seeing my shattered dreams, my willfully self-enforced naiveté. Refusing to play these games any longer. Walking away from and detaching all of my life from what was slowly poisoning its days. Potentially forever.
I feel so much coming to a head with Black, Fire, and The Hanged Man. And in them I stare at the mark forever on my Amazon Shield, remembering his death at my hands. A change in me, in everything. Feeling The Hand of the Emperor, which The Fool told me this year I needed to step into, make so much sense. Pairing away diseased branches, remorseless and dauntless and true.
Today in my mail I received a letter from Lady Black commending me for all that. I will continue to par away the darkness, brave and fierce, because it still lurks here, causing harm. But I do truly look forward to the idea that the coming six months might be much easier and much lighter on my heart than the last six.