We arrive to class today weighed down. Some of you come with projects, huge 3D models, A1 size posters rolled beneath your arms, bags full of books. We are burdened, in seeking to do our best we’ve managed to bring everything but the kitchen sink. There’s no room in the room, we’re falling over each others bags and props and getting scratchy and ill-tempered.
In a reading this card to me is “too much.” It’s the card of burn out, fatigue, trying too hard, over-egging life’s puddings. It’s the card of well-intentioned care for others which turns unwittingly into martyrdom or enabling, it’s the card of over-responsibility and self-sacrifice.
The witch in this picture looks exhausted. She can barely climb the hill she’s attempting with her arms so full and it looks like only a matter of time before she lands flat on her face, the brooms scattering in all directions.
When you turn it over feel the stifling, muggy heat of a late summer day before a thunderstorm, be aware of the need to pull back and allow the lightning crack, allowing it to release everything you’ve been holding.
As a ten this card is the culmination of the pip cards in this suit, the end of a journey. Might be an idea to put some of those brooms down before you start anything new…
1. Stop and take a breath.
2. What are you holding which isn’t yours to carry?
3. Look at what you can set down.
4. Now do it. Your arms may ache for a while, as you let go of the things you don’t need to carry, but in time you’ll adjust and be able to move more freely as a result, ready for the birth of the next cycle.