Share and Cherish Childish Me-ness
Today's Tarot poem is self-directed: how best to express my WiggleStick?
Welcome back to WiggleStick: a synonym for “divining rod” that, today, hopefully guides me toward the truest, fullest expression of this substack.
I much prefer reading for others, so if you’d like a reading of your own…
Five of Pentacles
Financial loss, poverty, lack mindset, isolation, worry.
Six of Cups
Revisiting the past, childhood memories, innocence, joy.
That’s it exactly: a snowstorm, a limp,
Stuck behind stones of a church, inner lit.
Lack’s on my mind as I nervously flit.Poverty’s only “I’m strange,” though.
Getting ME into balance with WE is the move.
Vessels for feels where bright innocence blooms
Joyously shared, inner child to you.A toddler who’s proud of his legos.
It was fun how obvious these cards were! I knew instantly what advice Poimandres (The Creekmason Tarot robot) was trying to indicate.
If you’d like to help me get my WiggleStick out there, maybe you could…
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