“Mother, maybe you are a night house / whose orange- yellow light can cheer; / whose blankness, chill. / I want to ring the bell / but who will I wake? Who / will appear at your door?” ~ The Living Portrait Kathryn T.S. Bass
There was a rebirth last week, a flame that lightly showed the skeleton of a dark room. That energy requires a lot of output. As we step into a place that is greater and more powerful, it can make us vulnerable and even weaker at times. It is important to remember that any output obviously needs healthy input in order to stay in equilibrium.
We cannot serve anyone if the stitches to our subconscious and unconscious fray and pull our outer layers. This is where the Mother of Pentacles comes in. She is the rhythm, the vibration, that only we can feel inside ourselves. She is the one who will tap at the window of our exterior to tell us that rain is coming, and we need to go indoors.
As we have taken on a role of soldier, either partially or completely, we need to replenish ourselves. Mediation and spiritual growth are needed, but those are not the only tools we can use to achieve a greater version of ourselves tomorrow. Our Mother of Pentacles is the tangible caregiver that we act on to provide comfort for ourselves. She is the one that makes us reach for the music, the art, the poetry, the funny movie, anything to physically bring us back from the exhausting cycle of being.
For me, my main healer is my morning cup of coffee. When I sit still and let the morning chill gently seize my stupor, I find a small opening of myself. This is the part of me that is nothing and everything all at once. I am not creating. I am not planning. I am not moving. I am simply drinking my coffee and letting myself be still. This is the time where I have my epiphanies, where I latch on to my fading dreams, and imagine a spectrum of possibilities.
She is also the one that brings out the need in us to take care of others. Many times the best physical healing we can do is to encourage, listen, and support other people. This card, more than most, speaks to the tangible world of connectivity. We pay ourselves a service by being the helper, not always the leader.
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