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This morning, I pulled the Ace of Wands.
Ah, an ace.
The Ace of Wands, in particular.
It’s delicious in a way.
Passionate new beginnings.
It breathes life into you. I think of summer, the mythic summers of the past when the world didn’t feel like it was on fire.
Fire. The Ace of Fire.
A magic wand offered freely to you from the divine, urging you to wield it. What will you do with it?
There are gifts all around—literally all the time—and they are for the taking, like fruit picked from a tree, like the remnants of the Garden of Eden.
Okay, I hear the voices of scarcity in the background. I hear the term I learned from Selah: ‘necrocapitalism.’ That also deserves space here. No, we are not in that garden, but there is also this backdrop of abundance, of excess, in capitalism. Fruit for the taking, as we see in the background of the Ace of Wands.
So, back to the ace.
Today is another hot day in Los Angeles. There’s a slight breeze. It carries heat, but it’s also somehow cooler, only because it isn’t even 10:00 am yet.
That’s what this ace feels like. There’s something fresh but also something hot (in every way).
I can taste possibility. I find that I’m surrounded by ambitious people. Those with ambition understand this card. They understand that every moment pulls us towards a future.
The Ace of Wands says go.
It also says if you asked the universe for a sign, consider this one. I don’t mean this for myself, but for you, dear reader.
We’re in a period of numerous retrogrades. There is so much change in the air this season. It is not easy, but it’s also taking us places.
As I write this, I get a flashback of a forgotten dream. This rarely happens, but it does happen more often than it used to.
In the dream, I rode a train car up to a mountain top. It was a train similar to Angel’s Flight in DTLA but massive, like if Angel’s Flight took one to the top of a huge mountain thousands of feet high.
I remember the air thinning in the dream. I used to live in the Rocky Mountains, and I know the feeling of the high-altitude air well.
I remember not wanting to leave this mountain, yet my time felt so limited, as though the experience was slipping through my fingers, as though the mountain air itself slipped through my fingers.
I remember the journey down the mountain took a very different route. It was a long journey involving one of those runaway train rollercoasters. I had to duck away from tree branches as it wove its way down the mountain, ultimately leading me to an underground train station. Very Miyazaki.
I took one of the trains to an airport. The plane was headed for Asia, perhaps Japan. I remember the doors closing and only then realizing I did not bring a bag but also how good it felt to be unencumbered. I remember how foreign, perhaps futuristic, the plane felt, but I woke up from the dream before arriving to my destination.
This vision may have appeared to me jut now because it feels exactly like the card. When the Ace of Wands appears, we’re going places. Places that are perhaps unexpected and surprising. Places that breathe new life into us.
So, where are you going?