January was about Adjustment. The small tweaks and calibrations required to maintain balance. It was active movement rooted in awareness. Reflection paired with the willingness to make subtle, necessary changes. Not dramatic shifts, but honest ones. February feels different.Slightly heavier. Not in a bad way, but in a way that asks for depth. It feels like… Continue reading February: Harmony of the Heart
Lately, I’ve been trying something new. I’m not curating the experience.I’m not forcing connection.I’m not providing insight or entertainment on demand. I’m just… arriving. And it’s making me feel acutely aware of myself, unexpectedly. Not in a self-love way. Not in a “finally at peace” way. More in the way you feel when someone pulls… Continue reading What to Do With My Arms
This year begins with Adjustment. Not a surprise, really. And when you think about it, a very literal card to open a year with. January so often lives in the space between endings and beginnings. A threshold month. A time of resolutions, intentions, and quiet hope. We stand facing forward while still carrying the weight of… Continue reading January: Realignment
Where November was the tentative opening, December is the moment you realize that openness does not exempt you from the ache of being human. The Five of Pentacles arrives not as punishment, but as a mirror: a reminder that healing includes the seasons when the light feels scarce, when the ground is cold, when the… Continue reading December: Learning to Receive
The car was silent. The only sound was the tick-tick-tick of the engine cooling in the school parking lot. It’s just armor, and it looks heavy. Paige’s words weren't an echo. They were truth. Halley didn't drive home. Not right away. She drove to Mira's. It was an instinct. A pull, a "force" that had… Continue reading Halley: The Re-Direction
Where October was collapse, November is the slow reawakening of connection. After a season of endings, the heart doesn’t fling itself back open overnight, it loosens. It exhales. It makes space. The Two of Cups arrives as a reminder that healing is not finished in isolation; some parts of us are restored only in the… Continue reading November: Being Met
There are seasons when life removes the illusion of control, when the scaffolding that holds your sense of safety simply disappears. You think you’re doing well, managing everything, staying grounded… until something shifts beneath you and your nervous system tells the truth your mind won’t say out loud. Recently my foundation disappeared. My home, the… Continue reading When the Ground Gives Way
I never thought we’d fall. But now I can’t help but see the small, seemingly harmless ways we’ve given up our freedommanipulated to do what’s right, practical, and safe. I remember 9/11. Listening to the news on the radio. Numb.Certain it had to be a misunderstanding.It couldn’t happen here. I was a college student, wandering… Continue reading Fear and Freedom
September asked me to practice discernment, to cut away what isn’t aligned. October arrives with a more sobering demand: the ending itself. The Ten of Swords is the final chapter of a cycle, the moment where carrying the weight any longer is no longer possible. It is the collapse that makes space for rebirth. At… Continue reading October: Honesty Through Darkness
Where August asked you to surrender, to shed and release self-imposed restriction, September asks you to discern. The Seven of Cups rises as an invitation to step out of illusion and into clarity. This card speaks to the realm of choice, fantasy, and temptation. It is easy, under its influence, to scatter energy in too… Continue reading September: Discernment
