Today is the day I am flying cross country towards home, after two weeks on the east coast. (At the moment, I’m in the JetBlue terminal at JFK in New York.) My travels were wonderful, and I am more than ready to be home again.
Early this morning, I asked: What do I need to know about re-entry, back to my daily life at home?
And I pulled . . . the Nine of Earth.
The tarot is sometimes a cosmic jokester, don’t you think?
This is one of two cards in the deck that are images of me. And this one is all about one’s special place on the planet . . . one’s home.
The card description still fits me to a “T”. And it reminds me just how very much I have to be grateful for.
A woman stands in the midst of a lavender field in full bloom on a sacred island where she has put down roots and made her home. She’s reached a time in her life when she is fulfilled, content and at peace with her home and her creative work. Even when she spends time in sacred solitude, she is inextricably part of a community that includes the people, plants and animals who call this place home. Sister Heron flies overhead, a sign to her of the presence of the Divine in her life.
When you get this card in a reading . . .
You’ve enjoying a time of accomplishment and comfort. You’re at the peak of your creative powers, and are well paid for your work. You are connected to your family and community, yet have time alone for creative and spiritual pursuits. It is a time of peace and plenty in your life, both internal and external.
I am grateful for the place I call home.
What does this card have to say to you, dear Reader?