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exposed to my bones

Today’s draw is the priestess of cups turned right from Motherpeace tarot by Karen Vogel and Vicki Noble

I am beyond exhausted today– I didn’t do this draw until after my work day– because I didn’t feel capable of doing it before right now. What I read when I drew this card was: “You are called upon to be a loving master of emotional integrity.”

I hope that’s what I’m doing by taking care of myself. I feel as I move through this process of writing two blog posts a day amidst counting down to my wedding (that i’m writing about)– what’s beginning to happen out of necessity is I’m stripping bare. I am unable to hold the space for any pretense or mirage (not that I’m someone with much of that anyway). But, I really feel like I’m exposed to my bones, and it’s incredibly liberating.

I have no idea how many views my posts have today– because it’s too much energy to expend to look. I’ve got to handle the basics here, take care of myself, sleep, eat, see my clients (some of them) and write. I’m doing this for myself. I must not deplete myself for myself. This process must be nourishing. What Karen Vogel says about this card turned right as it was when I drew it is: “She feels a pull to go in a particular direction in her inner world. She needs to be sure she wants to go there.”

I am pulled inside. I will retreat to that space and feel no guilt in going there. I have not written masterful words, I have stayed true to myself and accomplished the task I set forth. The watery cups continue to be my mainstay. I will settle into the emotions and divine feminine that they ask me to acknowledge with gratitude.

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Today’s draw is from Sacred Geometry Cards for the Visionary Path by Francene Hart

I had completely forgotten that this deck existed until this morning. I found myself in a neglected corner of my house, one that used to be an altar space that is now a dumping ground for randomness, asking myself “what am I looking for?” BOOM these cards called out to me, greetingĀ  me like a long-lost friend. I remembered buying them out at one of our favorite bookstores on the coast over a year ago and using them just once to create an altar for our family. I immediately disassembled the altar (an untended altar is no altar at all) and made the deck whole again. I didn’t even check in with my other decks. This was the deck for today’s draw.

Drawing this card, the last one in the deck, feels absolutely perfect. Finding the balance between giving and receiving for me has been a life-long journey. Lately however, it feels like I’ve finally turned a corner with it. I finally have a deep understanding of the necessity of receiving in order to be able to hold the necessary space as a healer, mother, partner and business owner. I resonate so completely with the image of the beautiful woman on this card who is one with the sacred geometry that flows through and around her. She is one with the stardust. There is a flow between herself and all of creation. She is a conduit for flow and movement. She is open and allowing.

Creating a structure for my daily writing practice to exist within has opened me to allowing the flow of my writing. Giving my words voice has allowed them to bubble up and out of me with ease. They are begging to be written and I am acknowledging them and allowing them to move through me. For years my practice was ignoring them. Occasionally I would open a small escape valve, a post here and there, a haiku or poem. But ultimately, my firmly entrenched pattern was one of containing– not allowing.

In the years I spent blocking my writing, I was always very conscious of the fact that I was doing so, but also completely unable to change the practice. I would go through fits and spurts but ultimately there was an intangible fear keeping me from allowing the flow of my words. As I ease ever closer to my wedding day– just two weeks from today, I begin to understand the magnitude of the acknowledgement to the world of my union with my partner. I have known intuitively since I laid eyes on him that we were bound to each other– but there are years that have passed from that moment until now, years of patience and trust. The acknowledgment of our bond to the world allows me to trust myself at the root of my being. It allows me to fully step out from my self-imposed shroud and shine as brilliantly as I possibly can. I can finally say with absolute certainty: