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
Paige wanted to disappear.To lose herself in her work. She knew work. She understood it. Numbers, deadlines, performance. Those were measurable. Predictable. These new feelings, warring within her —guilt, relief, disappointment —were not ones she knew how to hold. The world around her felt muted, as though she were floating just above her own life.… Continue reading Paige: The Truth
It had been three months since Ellie saw the texts. Three months since the world had fractured, silently, from the inside. For Paige, it was three months of performing normalcy. She compartmentalized the secret, pushing it down, focusing on work, on logistics, on being the "good" wife and mother. She told herself it was over.… Continue reading Paige: The Attempt
It was easy for Paige to go from that first rush to finding reasons to stay at the office later and later. At first, she told herself it was ambition.The impulse to perform. To excel. To glow. Not in the ways most women did. As a beautiful woman, she’d grown up being noticed for her… Continue reading Paige: The Temptation
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
The office was mostly empty by the time Paige gathered her notes, the city glittering through the glass walls like a reminder of who was still out there, all the people living lives that weren’t measured in quarterly reports. She loosened the cuff of her blouse, just barely, when she heard a voice behind her.… Continue reading Paige: Before the Fall
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
If July was arrival, August asks me to notice where I still hold myself back. The Eight of Swords is a mirror of my mind...its loops, its tangles, its rehearsed doubts.Not an external prison, but the invisible walls of belief. The card shows a woman bound and blindfolded,but if she took a breath and stepped… Continue reading August: Interference
