Yesterday I found Fleur among my tarot cards, in the guise of the Queen of Wands. The cards told me I have the potential of this venerable lady within me, and that she is not yet being fully channeled due to fear, anxiety and self-doubt getting in the way. My eyes widened as I read the properties of the Wand Queen – creative, inspirational, authentic, independent:
“The Queen of Wands is the dominant feminine energy of the element of Fire … focused on her desires, intending to get what she wants … can sustain your own creative vision, even in the face of adversity … independent … highly energetic and leads a busy and active life … radiates health and vitality and has an inner vibrancy that fills her with ongoing energy and inspiration … actively inspires others … asks you to be bold and courageous in your undertakings and actions … highly optimistic, confident … have an ability to express your passions with great authenticity and courage … creates a powerful first impression and is a likeable individual who makes friends easily by being sweet, warm and charming.”
(Source: Biddy Tarot)
I had been planning to describe Fleur in a blog post one day, but no need – she is this Queen! And I clearly have the seed of her within me. Another card was drawn to clarify how exactly I am to overcome the fears that stand in my way, and the Moon popped up to tell me to shine a light on my shadow self, according to the Jung school of thought; to become aware of my tendencies to project fear and anxiety, and letting go of these – watching the thinker, as Eckhart Tolle has already advised me. The Moon says old fears and blocks will surface to be released, and a purging process is underway. I think she’s right.
In other news, the sun is shining over London and I am on my way out for a Sunday afternoon frolic with Karin and old Irish friends from another lifetime. My book is still being squeezed and shaped, but to find my authentic voice is proving a bit of a challenge. Again, it’s about letting go and getting out of the way, not controlling the process but rather allowing it.
Spring is nearly here and I am so excited for another warm season full of fun and adventure. Fresh scents bring old summer memories to mind – sunsets in parks and midnight mischief, festival shenanigans and random meetings, spontaneous explorations, carefree days and intoxicating nights. Reflections in still canal water, the cool shade of tall trees, the smell of lager and Jamaican street food, the feeling of a flowing skirt and warm air on my skin; the sense that summer has no end.
Karin and East London canals:
View from enchanting Honor Oak Park:
Greenwich sunshine with Sarah and Veronica:
Jamming in Finsbury Park:
South London ambles with Mike:
Ain’t life glorious.