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Tarot Card for Today: Eight of Vessels (Rebirth)

Description: From the middle of a fast flowing stream we see an ancient cauldron hanging from a great chain. In the trees above it are three smaller cauldrons. Water and energy flow from them, filling the great cauldron, which in turn overflows and fills four more, which sit on the rocks below and overflow into the stream.

Meaning: By looking at the past, acknowledging our mistakes and learning from them, we grow and attain new wisdom. The future waits to be unfolded by our positive action as we become “The Eighth Vessel” and receive powerful rejuvenating energies of rebirth.

Reading Points: Rejoice! A time of renewal and potential is here. The cycle of rebirth and healing brings inner peace and confidence. Once you accept that all the blessings and gifts of life can be yours or, indeed, already belong to you, the fear of asking is gone. It is time to shed the skin of the past and accept and utilise the overflowing potential of the present that is freely available to you. Do not be afraid to make mistakes. Do not be afraid to ask: “Why not me?” See potential where others see only barriers. See challenge as others see impossible odds. Apply all that you have learned through experience and toil to any problem and you will not fail. You have striven to survive and absorb insight; you have endured loss to retain your integrity. All of these trials have made you stronger, wiser, and more effective. Drink of this new fountain of opportunity and renew your life objectives. You have endured the past, its gifts were hard won; now the challenge of the future unfolds. Grasp it and shape it in your hands as you would have it manifest in your life.

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December 3, 2024 8:05 AM (EST)

Dear Allison & the Onyx Savant,

I haven’t written in quite some time. I am sorry for being remiss, but it was Thanksgiving and I was traveling. I hope you both had a decent holiday with few conflicts and good food. I hope you both had a holiday you can be grateful for. Ally-san, it was delight as always to a see you this morning, and I can never get enough of Master Forest of the Hunt. Vanti, I got to see you on Saturday when I stopped through town. I am still sorry, and I still love you to bits. I just appreciate that you overlook my terrible foibles and give me credit for my aspirations. I am so thankful for both of you. So different and so necessary. My life would not be the same without either of you. Allison, you signed up for that, so I feel less bad for you. Vanti, well, you know by now, so….😋 Y’all just have to hang onto the bull like I do, I suppose.

I am going to take the tone down a couple of steps because right now I am trying to figure out what I want to do. I feel like this is the “soul murder” part of the day. I have all kinds of tasks but what is the “want”? Maybe that is a bit beside the point, but I would like some to be there to help the day go by. I do feel like I found my purpose with older people. Anyone invisible, really. I’ll have to see what I can see around here to help out with that. Driving people places and taking them to their appointments. Reading to them and shooting their ornery relatives. At least, according to my Aunt J. She asked if I could shoot a gun when I offered to be her gal Friday and bodyguard. I respect that. Glad I was able to say “yes.” ;-)

Ms. B has gotten up and gone back to sleep. Mr. B is okay; I gave him his pain meds a little while ago, so he should be feeling good. He had a tooth removed yesterday, poor guy. I thought, honestly, that they were going to take his front tooth that has literally gotten longer so that he is now “long in the tooth.” I guess that one has just moved or is benign. They wound up taking a molar instead. I thought I was going to have to get used to him being snaggle-toothed. I’m a little disappointed, honestly. He would have looked a little grumpy-cat with his face lopsided.

I need to go by the vape store and I might as well get a smoothie. I could probably use a vitamin boost after all that traveling and eating horribly. My body just sits and waits for me to notice it, poor dear. So patient. I know how difficult I can be, as I live here too and have to convince myself of things. It isn’t easy. I will do dishes and laundry when I get back. I’d like to make dinner. What would be good? Hmm…I saw scallops in the freezer. Have to figure that one out also. Hmm…

Well, I better get on it. I’m also keen to paint some stuff. I got inspired seeing what was for sale at all these boutiques and artsy shops. I told G, “Well, I didn’t know y'all liked stuff like this. I can do this. I was going to do some oil landscapes, but never mind.” Lmao. Anywho, I am sick of detractors and not listening. Doing my thing. And Mr. H loves me as I am. The end. Full stop. That’s all she wrote. I’m feeling a lot less stressed and worried and consumed than before I went on my trip, and that is a gift. So let’s use it.

Kisses and treats and hugs all around—

Case Study #69