Having the time for Tarot can be a genuine pleasure….
Today without any tarot cards, they are in my suitcase, but with the desire to write this blog, I wondered what card I might pull as a reflection of my day and mood. I’d arrived at the station early for a train and was conscious of what a pleasure it was to have time to walk unhurriedly through Vienna and now sit and watch the world around me.
I love walking, it is instant freedom. Freedom from my ‘to do list’ for a start, because if I was home that would be the priority. But I’m not, I’m travelling and the ‘to do’ list will wait. I have free time.
And, because I’ve got to the train station so early (note to self) I have given myself more time to do nothing except reflect the particular joy and contentment I get from walking, and sitting not in any hurry.
In vienna I particularly loved walking out of the hotel with a cup of coffee first thing and sitting on a bench in the park, watching qi gong and tourists take pictures of themselves in front of the gold statue of Strauss posing as him playing his violin…
Likewise my morning strolls first thing in battersea park mostly nodding hello to dogs and the few owners I know walking on grass with bare feet. Or on the island taking my shoes off to walk in the sand at low tide and splash in the shallows. All such special pleasures.
I am wondering what tarot card best describes this kind of enjoyment. The satisfaction of sitting on a bench feeling happy and grateful to have had the time to walk, stroll, look…and now write about it.
Perhaps the Three of cups as it always speaks of connection, engagement, celebration sharing … the card always reminds me of girls having a night out or just hanging out laughing and gossiping the way girls do.
Maybe we are taking about the Nine of Cups a card that speaks of enjoying the pleasures of life and making yourself happy. The character in the card does look very satisfied with life 👋😁 Sometimes with the nine of cups it does feel like an indulgence …a guilty pleasure even.
Or are we taking the Nine of Pentacles when it feels as if life has given us a lucky bonus . There’s extra, more time, more to appreciate, than you imagined, that comes to you because you deserve it … you have worked for it. In this instance I mean, perhaps the work we do on ourselves, meditation, qi gong, yoga, breath work, prayer, chanting, things that help us find the still quiet centre of our being wherein lies peace and contentment …that I experience connecting to sitting on a bench with a cup of coffee first thing in the morning.
Or perhaps we are talking the Four of Swords?
Taking time out to tune into inner selves, contemplate and align with our integrity, our kundalini energy, third eye, throat and heart chakra …
While I love meditation or rather the place I get to for a minute or more if I am lucky, it doesn’t quite describe the pleasure and engagement and physicality of experiencing our physical world.
Sitting on this bench I have watched people queuing to get on a train, a grand mother with already a splint on her arm fall over, scooped up by a concerned stranger as daughter and two grand children run back to her … and now the platform has cleared as I wait for my train. I am wonderfully early and have this free time to write, which is something else I love, the pleasure of expressing feelings and trying to put thoughts into coherent form, develop ideas and make memories. As writing this will.
I love the excuse of needing to write a blog as it always broadens my appreciation for how insightful and wise the Tarot is. And how grateful I feel for it.