I spent a bit of time tonight chatting to a dear friend who had sort of slipped through the cracks because… well because they are a quiet, self contained person who doesn’t jump online often and I am a quiet antisocial person who needs to be forced to talk. We spent a couple of hours talking life, magic, and creating things. And it was marvellous, quite frankly.
I was inspired just now to pull a card for them from my most loved Wild Unknown Tarot deck.
(Do excuse my dodgy phone photograph)
The daughter of cups is attached to emotions…
My first thought was trust the heart, let yourself bleed out so you can heal. Be soft, be malleable, be open.