Huh? After yesterday’s rain, it was a beautiful day today. More driving, a few visits, and meals. In response to another’s blog – someone who will read this – we all have a reason for being here. We inspire others, we make them dig deeper, and we open them up to bare their souls, perhaps in new ways. Everyone means something to someone, even if it is just one person. We change others – even if it is in a minor way.
You can’t un-meet someone. You affect their lives. You teach (even if it is not intended). We listen and learn or ignore to suit who we are. I am touched, even if I don’t want to be, and I touch others, perhaps insignificantly – or significantly. I can’t tell, and maybe neither of us can tell now – maybe tomorrow, a year from now, ten years from now, or maybe we will never acknowledge it. We change, we adapt, we grow, we regress.
We submit to the urge. I do. You do. We all have one. We all submit, at some point.
The Urge is here.
Today’s card is:
VII. The Chariot. Triumph. Victory. Memory. Hope. Violence in maintaining traditional ideas. Die-hard ruthlessness. Lust for destruction. Obedience. Authority under Authority. Faithfulness. Digestion.
It keeps getting worse. How does it pertain to me today? I’m going to need to digest that for a while. (I’ve eaten too much today.) Hope? Memory. The lucky number 7?
Well, seven does seem to be my lucky number, also 11, and perhaps 3, although one and six have a lot of influence in my life. I am not particularly traditional and wouldn’t ordinarily defend the blindly traditional. One thing about visiting people today was digging up old memories.
Then there is obedience to the urge, lust for (self-)destruction.
I’ll stick with digestion for now.