The Chariot
The bird is able to fly by beating his wings back and forth, around and around. Flight is something man has long dreamed of. We do it today in big mechanical birds - jets - but they can't compare to the humble bird. Why does beating one's wings backwards move one forward? Why does a bird not fly one beat forward, one beat back? The bird knows that this beating will get him where he wants to go.
He can also beat his wings wildly and go nowhere. Knowing where to go is one thing. You have to want to go there, too.
Ten of Winter
Everything is rushing by at an amazing pace. Far to fast for you to keep track of.
Stop.
Breathe.
Slow down.
You don't have to do this. You can choose to take a weight off, to close your eyes.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel.
The Empress
Heavily pregnant and content, the Empress sits in a sunlit clearing, surrounded by the bounty of her earth and filled with the bounty of her love.
It's taken time to get here, though. Her belly didn't appear fruitful and ripe overnight. It took time, nurturing, patience. You've heard of a germ of an idea? Germinate. That's how ideas grow. An idea germinates into a dream, a reality. It doesn't matter if it's a child, a new lover, a plant, a new job. You have to tend it to allow it to flourish, but you also have to know when to stop.
Don't smother it. Fresh air is just as important as nourishment and water.
