The Hermit
Lancelot in Exile
Fortune Cookie: Find the pure and beautiful light within you, acknowledge it, engage it, and begin bringing it out as a gift to and a healing for the world.
We last saw this card in the beginning of October.
As I’ve said before whenever this card came up:
This would be a good time to remember that
~ each Tarot card hasmany facets to its meaning and
~ it can be important to tease out as many of the meanings as you can for yourself
~ including meanings that seem to contradict themselves
~ to get a sense of what you might need to be aware of on any given day
Is that sufficiently unclear?
Okay, let’s try it from another perspective. As I have also said before:
There are lots of different Yous going on during even a single morning, let alone a whole day, a whole career, etc.
Although you perceive yourself to be pretty much the same from morning till night, and day in and day out,
~ You’re likely a very different person with the paper boy who leaves your paper perfectly where you want it [you remember what a newspaper is, don’t you?]
~ than you are with the cats who keep lovingly flopping on the movie reviews as you try to read them.
~ And you’re a different person with them than you are with the partner who always manages to be just a few minutes later moving his/her car out of the way so you can head for work than you would like.
~ And you’re different with her/him than you are with that whiney but important client who demands that you see her half an hour earlier than you see anyone else (and then shows up 45 minutes late).
~ or the lovely but dotty neighbor who always drives a bit over the edge of your lawn but gives you potted plants and flowers at least once a month, perhaps in apology
~ and the other neighbor who is wonderful but keeps throwing chum out for the zombies, who grab it and eat it on (and throw leftovers all around) your porch. Yum!
See? LOTS of different Yous.
And that’s not even on a day fraught with emotional charge, elevated hopes, escalated fears, fat, sugar and alcohol. Oh, waitaminnit. Mother’s day is over.
So what does that have to do with The Hermit?
Wait.
Wait.
Wait.
It’ll come to me.
Wait.
Ummm…
Oh. Yeah.
So…
As I’ve said before, you’d assume a card with a name like The Hermit would be pretty self-evident in its meaning, right?
Well, sort of. For once. In this case, anyway. I mean, if you’ve been aching for some alone time away from the madding crowd to recuperate, get grounded and centered, this is definitely your card of permission in that regard. [So, yeah, you can tell your boss it was all Neal’s fault you didn’t show for mandatory fun with your coworkers at the company SpringFest Jelloshot Jeopardy Competition and Witch Hunt this afternoon.] But be sure to createand take advantage of favorable energies if you let yourself have time and space for yourself today. [Don’t just hide under the bed. Like I would. Use the day of freedom fully and wonderfully! It will be valuable and helpful.]
But…
But, but, but, but, but!!! The more specific applicability of The Hermit on any given day is that, when this card shows up in a reading, I’m most likely to say to a client,
Ah. Yes. Hermit.
It’s time to go really deep within yourself and do some much needed soul-searching.
The intent will be to find the pure and beautiful light within you, acknowledge it, engage it, and begin bringing it out as a gift to and a healing for the world.
Please see whether you don’t really resonate to that aspect of the card today. In fact, go out of your way to try to resonate with it. It’ll help you get through the day. And your vibe will probably help everyone else in the process.
By the way, this card can also indicate a meeting with a wise person. So don’t let that slip by if you perceive a likely opportunity. [Maybe you know, like, a pretty good, uh, Tarot reader or somethin’? Or you could just buy a new Magic 8 Ball? Or flippa coin.]
In any case:
Find your light.
Shine it in the world.
Bright BRIGHT Blessings!
Quote for the Day: I don’t care to belong to a club that accepts people like me as members. ~ Groucho Marx
Today’s Weather: Rickenbangle jangles all over the leafyy freakin’ meads. Mind the peonies. And the leafy porch crawlers.
Text From Last Night: …do we own a ladder // …We do not. // …then how am i on the roof