What’s up, swimmers? We are living in nonsensical times.
We’re in the middle of eclipse season. The Powers-That-Be are tightening their grips around systems that already stifle and shatter. Meta is restricting political information in an election year, during multiple humanitarian crises and genocides. I worry that Justice will not come to save the day. I wonder what that would that even look like?
So what do we do, when no one is coming for us? Where do we turn when things don’t make any sense? Inward? Towards each other? A little bit of both?
The other day, I wondered what I’m holding it altogether for? Especially in nonsensical times, perhaps I’d be better off just letting it all fall apart? Letting myself fall apart? And I’m not talking about self-sabotage, or walking headfirst towards ruin; I’m talking about allowing myself to get weird.
But what does it look like to be so far removed from the status quo, and to get weirder still? I’ll let you know.
I don’t have any answers today. I don’t even know if I have the wherewithal to attempt meaning-making today. But how could I when so much is still in flux? When we’re swirling around in the cosmic portal that rewrites previously charted courses? When we’re sitting at the feet of the Mother as she shows us how to die gracefully, and then how to be reborn into a softer, stronger thing?
Instead, I’m rooting into the work that needs to get done—the cleaning, the laundry, the words I owe others come Monday. I’m calling my friends and communing with my spirits. I’m reading; I’m resting. I’m not making any big decisions. I’m making myself lunch. And I’m looking to those who are creating containers for continued growth, expansion and healing.
Before I share some of them with you, I’m tossing it out there that The Year of Yearning might be changing shape. I’m not sure what that looks like yet, but I’m trying to walk my own talk. Thank you to all who’ve shown me what this looks like without shame or guilt. It’s funny to experience the growing rigidness of the playpen. To see how we create and intend for freedom, yet box ourselves in.
More on this soon, but thank you, always, for reading. I’m rooting for us.
A friendly reminder —
I still have openings in my schedule on Moonlight if you’re interested in slinging cards or talking numbers.
Here’s what a recent client had to say about the experience:
“I highly recommend Becca’s readings for querents of any level of familiarity with tarot. Her nonjudgmental and trustworthy energy put me immediately at ease and she struck the perfect balance between providing her own interpretations and allowing me as a client to draw my own insights from the spread. I left feeling more enlightened about tarot and with a deeper trust in myself and my intuition.” — Morgan J.
What I’m loving and musing on this week:
I deeply appreciated Tolerating Unknowns Will Make You Stronger from
by Heather Havrilesky.When we say to ourselves, “This feels bad. I need a way to fix this!” that’s the very moment when the most growth and promise lies at our fingertips. But in order to access it, we have to do the opposite of what we want to do. We have to resist the urge to analyze or find a solution or protect ourselves from our emotions.
We have to stop and feel more instead, without changing a thing.My beloved friend and colleague, meg jones wall of 3am Tarot, has put all of their incredible classes under one beautiful umbrella called “the conservatory!” Check out more below and on their website, and if you’re not sure where to begin, they’ve even made a really fun quiz you can take to find out which course is right for you! Shout-out to my fellow Clerics!
The brand new 3am.tarot conservatory membership includes absolutely everything that you need to deepen your tarot practice, with resources that meet you where you are, optional curriculums to guide your path, enthusiastic community that cheers you on — and a teacher who understands the importance of having flexibility around education.
I know that I’ve already shared some experiences with you about reading The Madonna Secret by
, but I had the most immaculate realization yesterday that blew my freaking mind!real true story —
i pre-ordered sophie’s gorgeous book the minute i could. i knew it would be life-changing. soul-giving. but i wasn’t ready for it until now.
i started reading it on 2/22. no rhyme or reason or schedule. i simply read when i was seated at the feet of the Mother, ready to hear her story.
today, i reached Good Friday in the story. i have less than 50 pages left. yeshua will die today & then what happens is miriam’s & sophie’s to tell.
today is Good Friday. i will read & finish the story on the “same days” during which it “occured.”
thank you, Motherthank you, miriam
thank you, sophie
As always, feel free to leave your joys, your hopes, your fears, your thoughts on any of this, or even just say hello! Thank you for being here, and thank you for your support!