Day 2/12

Today is the second day of the 12 Days of Dreaming.

This is a threshold period that is thin, luminous, and alive with symbolism. The dreams that arrive during these nights are said to speak in the language of the soul, offering intuitive messages about the year ahead. Each night corresponds with a month yet to come, revealing not certainties, but themes: seeds asking to be noticed, named, and tended.

Last night my dreams were vivid, but fleeting. I woke and let them slip through my fingers before I could anchor them into meaning. Those who work closely with dreams remind us that the moment of waking is important. It is in that half-lit space where the conscious mind has not yet crowded out the wisdom of the subconscious. It is there that integration begins.

The 12 Days of Dreaming align with the Winter Solstice and the 12 Days of Yule. The first day, Solstice itself, is the shortest day and the longest night, the symbolic death and rebirth of the sun. Though the world is still dark, the light has returned.

Day Two asks something different.

The light has been born. Now it must be tended.

In the old traditions, Day Two of Yule is known as The Wild Hunt. It is said that on this night the fae riders move across the land untamed, feral, and unforgiving of illusion. It was believed best to remain indoors, to fortify the home with protection and intention, to not be caught wandering unguarded.

But the Wild Hunt is not only external. It is an inward reckoning.

This night asks us to face the fears we carried through the past year—to look directly at them so they do not ride beside us into the next. It is a night devoted to truth, one of the Nine Noble Virtues. Without truth, there can be no trust. And without courage, truth cannot survive.

Only what is faced can be released.

This aligns with my second pulled tarot card which speaks of the energy I have to look forward to in February.

This energy mirrors my second tarot card, the card for February.

January asks for alignment through small, deliberate adjustments. February, however, arrives as a heart-clearing. A detox. A shedding.

The Six of Cups Reversed speaks to the release of old emotional attachments. These could be past hurts, outdated roles, and the quiet nostalgia that keeps us loyal to versions of joy that no longer fit. It is not a rejection of the past, but a reorientation toward it.

This card is about changing your relationship with history.

Honoring what was without living inside it.

Using sweetness as inspiration, not a cage.

The Six of Cups Reversed represents releasing

As I sit with this card, I can already feel how it is asking me to move. February feels like a series of invitations to consciously step out of familiar emotional patterns and to create space where new, truer connections can land.

To loosen the tethers.

To become available not to what feels safe, but to what feels alive.

I am being asked to release the roles I have long carried:

The emotional caretaker. The one who softens her voice. The one who makes herself smaller so others feel more comfortable. The one who prioritizes harmony over authenticity because it feels predictable.

It’s me managing expectations so that I always know what to expect.

But that kind of control creates limitations, not true safety.

It’s me rehearsing outcomes instead of allowing myself to be surprised by what is possible.

I am learning that I do not have to be the dependable one. Or the endlessly emotionally available one. Or the one who accepts less because it once felt familiar.

I crave emotional depth not nice.

Nice is easy. Nice is practiced. Nice keeps the peace.

But joy, when it evolves, asks for honesty. It asks for courage. It asks for the willingness to disappoint old versions of ourselves so we can meet who we are now.

The Six of Cups Reversed reminds me that as I loosen my grip on old pleasures, there may be a moment where joy feels quieter and less recognizable. That does not mean it is gone. It means something truer is trying to surface.

This is the tending.

Protecting the fragile light of a new emotional truth.

Choosing not to chase what once felt good, but to nurture what feels right.

To find a harmony of heart that allows me to soar.

Affirmation:
“I choose emotional truth over emotional familiarity.”

Always,
Your Trusted Friend ✨