Rapha Healing Arts

Ace of Swords:
A break in the clouds where the truth of the sun bursts through—
He’s always there but yes the clouds do get thick sometimes.
Your call to face the clouds, shoo them to the side for just a moment so you can bask in the truth and light of the sun.
Breaking the illusion can be painful until you see with clarity your surroundings.
The truth of it all;
Laid out to see—finally.

Here’s your prerequisite for the Swords suit! Can’t wait to get into this!

THE WORLD:
Gently, gently turning the brittle page
The worn page
The learned page
The chapter has been tied up with ribbon and pearls.
Exhale.
And zoom out.
Each chapter butting up against the next, never ending yet each new chapter gives a moment of pause.
The past pages aren’t to be rewritten but occasionally revisited as reminders, warnings, lessons, wisdom.
The next page is soft—not yet brittle from the years of weather and creation
And it asks you:
what will you write?
Do you need a moment?
Are there characters, settings, themes you’d like to write into this next blank page?
How will you bring them? Dragging them from the past or allowing them to flow into the present?
Your next page is opening
With your heart
With your eyes
Build upon the last my love

Judgement:
An untangling, laying it all out flat so we can see the truth of the matter—
The matter of the heart:
What matters is the heart.
Short circuit the old programming
And choose.
Enodia waits as your guide, bearing the torch of desire, fulfillment, and peace.
And you—Raging against what was instead of raging forward towards desire.
We wrap ourselves into cages of our own making—
Judging unfairly, fearfully waiting for someone else to make the choice for us.
Break free to see the sun.
Break free and choose your path.

The Sun:
Daybreak as a recognition of patterns finally broken.
Hope highlights where there once were shadows but now there’s light.
The final unlearning brings childlike lightness.
Birdsong starts up as you bring awareness to all you’ve learned.
Hope is on the rise my love.

The Star:
My guide through the darkness
Found in simple yet profound places.
The helicopter seed of a maple spinning towards the ground, the smell of onions and garlic sautéing on the stove, the whisper of a ladybug crawling up your finger
All bring us to the moment, the moment of joy, peace, understanding that we are not alone.
The work towards life’s purpose is fulfilling when on the path and yet—
Sometimes the Star calls for a shift
Towards enjoyment, towards presence, towards hope.
The path isn’t always mapped out but the next step is always illuminated by that Star.
That living hope that breathes in peace, contentment, paitence.

The Tower:
An invitation into the unknown, pleading for you to let go of the comforts.
Recalibrating areas your conscious mind hadn’t considered unaligned until feeling the tension of each string being plucked.
The grand piano of our lives being retuned so we might play in harmony once again—
Allowing the disonance to show you where you might shift into resonance.
Simplicity of allowing yet ego holds fast trying to keep you comfortable;
Tower asks you to set aside the comfort and let it burn down what it must.
Use your energy for the rebuild, for the crescendo, for the resolution of the disonance.